I don't really have anything to say...

So I'll just keep saying stuff until I do.

Um.... So Michelle may actually live in Rexburg this summer. How will I survive without her? I've never lived in Provo without her!
And Carly's getting married.

And I'm kind of frustrated with some of my classes.

My British Literature class.... I was so excited for this class. But, we haven't done ANYTHING! We finally are beginning to touch some of the readings. But Two classes ago, we spent 30 minutes of 50 minutes discussing an extra credit assignment. I am not here for extra credit, I am here to learn! Don't talk to me about a dumb assignment! Teach me!
It's very frustrating.
My English class last semester was so hard, and it made me think so much, and really expand my mind. I hated it, and loved it all at the same time. Thinking back on it, I'm grateful for the new perspectives that I've gained. And I resent the presumptuous, haughty tripe that I've already heard before.
(We discussed for about a week the difference between Literature and literature.) This is an idea that I learned a little about last semester. But the attitude was so smug concerning Literature... Bah! I hate it!

But, I will do my best. And work hard. Wish me luck!

The Cold Heater

So... our heater has decided not to work.

The pilot light keeps flickering on and off, which results in a lack of heat.

So what do we do? We chill!

We have new management in our complex, and are going to approach them tomorrow.

But funny story....

In our apartment, we've taken to sitting on the vents when they are warm. So today, Michelle sat on one vent, and I sat on the other. Together, vent-sitting, we did our homework.

Until we fell asleep.

I'm sure it was quite the sight. I on one vent... Michelle on the other, both out cold.... but finally feeling a bit of warmth.

Vent-sleeping... I highly recommend it. If you're cold.