Love/Hate Relationships by Julia
Number one: This very large bruise
My whole left shin bone is bruised up and down. I got a little out of hand at church so Emily had to beat me. Okay not really it's actually from swim. I get out of the pool the most foolish way possible thus creating this masterpiece. I kinda have a love/hate relationship with it cause it's fun to show battle wounds but it's slightly painful. I just counted i have fourteen. There are two more on my knees.
Number Two: White girls can't speak Spanish. Self explanatory. Me being a white girl equals me being a wretchedly bad Spanish speaker. Although there is this boy in my spanish class who is possibly the funniest person i have met in my entire existence. He reminds me of my dearest Will Smith. Actually he could be the spawn of Will Smith. In fact he sang the entire Fresh Prince song when it was the sweep music the other day. His name is Ace.. He is ridiculous.. He has a pink ipod.. His outfits match perfectly.. What can i say we are officially best friends. Also my spanish teacher is interesting. She really likes to repeat things while clasping her hands back together. Cough and had a mental breakdown when laura had her. the craziness is explained.
HATA BLOCKA TUESDAY! by Emily via Julia (Yes that's why i made the titles as obnoxious as possible Emily had no choice in this matter)
1.THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN PHOENIX HAS ISSUED A HEAT ADVISORY... WHICH IS IN EFFECT FOR ALL OF MARICOPA COUNTY AND THE NORTHWEST HALF OF PINAL COUNTY...FROM 10 AM TO 8 PM MST WEDNESDAY. (Seriously, can this please stop? I know this is the devil's home, but for the love. Bad enough that Arizona-ans have to acquire the skill of secretly wiping our sweat mustaches 5,439 times a day. Hate.)
2. The school that I, Emily, attend. It is called MCC aka Mesa High Community College aka 13th Grade. Here are some examples of things I did on my first day of school. Note: these are all "upper level" classes here at MCC and two of my classes are ones that the advisors say are "really hard."
- We were forced to introduce ourselves to three students. Then the teacher didn't think that was good enough, so we had to introduce ourselves again and learn one interesting fact. Then the teacher still realized that no one was trying very hard, and made everyone introduce themselves and their neighbor and tell the interesting fact to the entire class. Then she let us out early.
- In another class, we have to make up a fake name for ourselves that we will use for the rest of the semester. Then we have to make a nametag with said name and it is worth 9% of our grade. Not. Kidding.
- Every syllabus that I have received states that rude behavior will not be tolerated. Come on, people.
- In the first day of lab, we used a meter stick to measure such things as our height, the length of the classroom, and the most difficult, our shoes. What a brain buster.
- In another lab, we learned the parts of a microscope and looked at a piece of our hair. Now, besides learning that I have nasty split ends, was there really a reason I needed to be in this class at 7:20 am? I think not. p.s. At the first day of this lab at BYU, they would have thrown a rubberband at you, made you determine which muscle it was in the body and what kind of striations it had.
In conclusion, anyone who ever says that BYU is not a hard school and that ASU or MCC is the equivalent is on mind altering drugs.
9 comments:
um as your sister... Julia I am seriously worried about your jungle fever. Ace may have perfectly matching outfits and dress better than even you or I but there is a reason you can see all the bruises on your legs: you're white. please only like white boys that are perfectly acceptable and adorable such as Dallin Parker.
ps. don't delete my comment
Amanda, I just left your house. You were supposed to go to sleep after I left. Naughty licks.
dang those sweat mustaches! ha ha! i also hate many of those things, i.e. split ends & 7 am classes!
Secretly wiping sweat mustaches, LOL. I'm so happy that I am not alone.
By the way Emily the first time I met you at Rachel's you were complaining about your MCC classes in a similar way, and that was when I realized I loved you.
you can't get away without telling everyone what your "fake name" is.
that is all.
the end.
I concur with Holly. Give up the fake name. I command it. Now.
Julia, I think you landed on the sidewalk after jumping off the high dive! Your leg looks horrible! You have my complete sympathy. I thought you were more coordinated than the rest of us. Come on. And don't be thinking about hooking up with Ace. I agree with Amanda.
Emily, I feel your pain in the mustache and lame-o classes. The last one I took at MCC was with Melissa. We called it sewing for the "casa" because we were the only ones, including the teacher that spoke fluent English. It was awesome. Wear your fake name with pride!
All I have to say is YIKES! YIKES!!! Who actually talks about jungle fever? ... You guys must have Mesa fever.
Please tell me this is a joke.
I remember my first day of MCC math class I learned how to add/multiply fractions on a calculator. Can you say 4th grade?
Your hilariousness never ceases to keep me highly entertained. Thanks Jones girls.
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