Its night time.
My room is dark.
My roommate is asleep.
Today was a really fun day.
After class, we went off-roading.
The fall canyon leaves were beautiful.
I stood up in back of the jeep like a madman.
There were a lot of cows in the road
We honked so they would move.
We rushed home for FHE
We were late, but still
played the games
Look, arrow.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Blogging...isn't it about...time?
Lately its been harder to blog everyday.
If I'm not busy studying and doing homework, I'm socializing
Yes Mom, contrary to what you see on Facebook, I do my homework.
Tomorrow and the two school days that follow it I have an exam in each one of my classes. Tomorrow Math and History, then Biology Friday and Chemistry Monday.Yeah, they decided to pile it on all at once. Today it hit me, cause see, its been awhile since I've taken tests, and I got a little overwhelmed. Then I went to Institute and that helped. Then I went home and ate a Hot Pocket and that REALLY helped.
So yes, this leaves less blog time. Its okay, you only wanna hear the fun stuff right?
Just don't be surprised if I continue to skip days every now and then. This is college, and I hear that it has some kind of magical time-stealing powers that plague us students.
Well, time for bed, after many hours of studying. Hopefully my brain will be recovered by tomorrow, because it is an important day, my first educational exam in 3 1/2 years.
Until next time...wish me luck. I'll need it...
If I'm not busy studying and doing homework, I'm socializing
Yes Mom, contrary to what you see on Facebook, I do my homework.
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| See? PROOF! |
So yes, this leaves less blog time. Its okay, you only wanna hear the fun stuff right?
Just don't be surprised if I continue to skip days every now and then. This is college, and I hear that it has some kind of magical time-stealing powers that plague us students.
Well, time for bed, after many hours of studying. Hopefully my brain will be recovered by tomorrow, because it is an important day, my first educational exam in 3 1/2 years.
Until next time...wish me luck. I'll need it...
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
...and now I can't get all of the paint out of my arm hairs...
WOOOO!!!!
PARTY ROCK!!!!
Dear Everybody and their dog,
Tonight was AWESOME! I went to a paint dance with my friends, got drenched in watery paint, then got into a paint fight with REAL paint, turned all green and looked like the Hulk, then went and got a slurpee with my roommates and the apartment next door, still covered in paint. It was a RUSH!
Well everyone, I need to sleep. Gotta wake up early tomorrow and take down the paint dance set up.
Until next time...I still have paint on my elbow...dang it...
PARTY ROCK!!!!
Dear Everybody and their dog,
Tonight was AWESOME! I went to a paint dance with my friends, got drenched in watery paint, then got into a paint fight with REAL paint, turned all green and looked like the Hulk, then went and got a slurpee with my roommates and the apartment next door, still covered in paint. It was a RUSH!
Well everyone, I need to sleep. Gotta wake up early tomorrow and take down the paint dance set up.
Until next time...I still have paint on my elbow...dang it...
Sunday, September 18, 2011
It's so easy, a Caveman could do it!
Dear World,
Its late. Really late. I should be asleep. But I don't feel tired. So I figured, hey, why not post at 3 am. The past few days have been awesome. Yesterday night I went up with Mike, Kevin, Jerrica, and Lauren to a cave Mike and I had found called The Green Door. Its actually more of a tunnel.
Anyway, after basically everything going wrong (not having meat for the tinfoil dinners, forgetting the firewood, losing each other on the drive up, passing the trail for the hike up, etc.) we made it up there. We proceed to make a fire with Mike's steel wool and after much coercing (and after Kevin got involved, as he would say), we were able to make fire. We felt like real men, HUH!
After putting the dinners on the coals we started taking lots of night pictures. If you don't know Mike, my best friend and roommate, I should tell you he is a huge photography lover. He's really good too. We took lots of night pictures involving steel wool spinning in circles, and "painting" with flashlights and LEDs. Here's some examples:
If you want to see more pictures by Mike, go here: "Endless Photography" Mike's Photo page
Anyway, after tons more pictures I haven't shown you, we ate dinner (with Lauren's various cards from her wallet, cause we forgot the forks. I ate with a Costa Vida rewards card), then took more pictures, and talked, and the fire started smoking us out of the cave, while the rain (yes it rained quite a bit while we were there), drove us in, so we sat just at the mouth until the fire died down and the smoke receded, allowing us to fully enter the cave. We soon get settled for sleep. I had an awesomely warm sleeping bag that Lauren (was it Lauren's?) provided me. Unfortunately Kevin didn't get one and slept with a funny train blanket we made fun of him for, and Mike had this super thin sleeping bag with a broken zipper that Kevin and I called a five year old's sleeping bag, because it looked really small for him.
I fell asleep rather quickly, as did Kevin. But apparently the girls and Mike stayed up later, even going for a stroll down the tunnel after we were asleep. They told me I talked in my sleep and snored. Wouldn't be the first time, right family?
Kevin woke up early and left cause he had work, and the rest of us slept til around 10:30. It was the first time I had slept in for two weeks. Its was awesome, even though my back said otherwise. We hiked down and had doughnuts for breakfast the girls had left in their car, then returned home.
Its was way fun, I loved sleeping a cave/tunnel, even if there were weird lobster shaped bugs that attacked us. I would definitely do it again.
Until next time...call me caveman.
Its late. Really late. I should be asleep. But I don't feel tired. So I figured, hey, why not post at 3 am. The past few days have been awesome. Yesterday night I went up with Mike, Kevin, Jerrica, and Lauren to a cave Mike and I had found called The Green Door. Its actually more of a tunnel.
Anyway, after basically everything going wrong (not having meat for the tinfoil dinners, forgetting the firewood, losing each other on the drive up, passing the trail for the hike up, etc.) we made it up there. We proceed to make a fire with Mike's steel wool and after much coercing (and after Kevin got involved, as he would say), we were able to make fire. We felt like real men, HUH!
After putting the dinners on the coals we started taking lots of night pictures. If you don't know Mike, my best friend and roommate, I should tell you he is a huge photography lover. He's really good too. We took lots of night pictures involving steel wool spinning in circles, and "painting" with flashlights and LEDs. Here's some examples:
If you want to see more pictures by Mike, go here: "Endless Photography" Mike's Photo page
Anyway, after tons more pictures I haven't shown you, we ate dinner (with Lauren's various cards from her wallet, cause we forgot the forks. I ate with a Costa Vida rewards card), then took more pictures, and talked, and the fire started smoking us out of the cave, while the rain (yes it rained quite a bit while we were there), drove us in, so we sat just at the mouth until the fire died down and the smoke receded, allowing us to fully enter the cave. We soon get settled for sleep. I had an awesomely warm sleeping bag that Lauren (was it Lauren's?) provided me. Unfortunately Kevin didn't get one and slept with a funny train blanket we made fun of him for, and Mike had this super thin sleeping bag with a broken zipper that Kevin and I called a five year old's sleeping bag, because it looked really small for him.
I fell asleep rather quickly, as did Kevin. But apparently the girls and Mike stayed up later, even going for a stroll down the tunnel after we were asleep. They told me I talked in my sleep and snored. Wouldn't be the first time, right family?
Kevin woke up early and left cause he had work, and the rest of us slept til around 10:30. It was the first time I had slept in for two weeks. Its was awesome, even though my back said otherwise. We hiked down and had doughnuts for breakfast the girls had left in their car, then returned home.
Its was way fun, I loved sleeping a cave/tunnel, even if there were weird lobster shaped bugs that attacked us. I would definitely do it again.
Until next time...call me caveman.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
A real brain-BUSTER
I tried a new game on campus today.
I call it "quick-compliments".
It consists of looking at every person you pass (or most people, if its really busy) and just by looking at them for a few seconds, coming up with a sincere compliment that you would give them if you had the chance.
Sometimes its hard because they pass so quick,
Sometimes I try to make it harder by coming up with something deeper than a common one-layered compliment. For example: "Hey I like your shoes." would instead be more like, "Hey I really like your shoes, they go with your shirt and it makes you look really confident."
Another example: I saw a girl with a diamond headband and a shiny necklace and I thought, "Your headband is really beautiful the way it sparkles in the sun and that and your necklace really make you stand out."
I don't know why or how I started doing this. It started a few days ago and it was only today that I really consciously realized what I was doing.
I noticed that it really put me in a better mood because whenever I see someone I think something positive about them, and that makes me happier. I think I will continue to do it.
Until next time...I really like your comment below, it lets me know you are an awesome person.
I call it "quick-compliments".
It consists of looking at every person you pass (or most people, if its really busy) and just by looking at them for a few seconds, coming up with a sincere compliment that you would give them if you had the chance.
Sometimes its hard because they pass so quick,
Sometimes I try to make it harder by coming up with something deeper than a common one-layered compliment. For example: "Hey I like your shoes." would instead be more like, "Hey I really like your shoes, they go with your shirt and it makes you look really confident."
Another example: I saw a girl with a diamond headband and a shiny necklace and I thought, "Your headband is really beautiful the way it sparkles in the sun and that and your necklace really make you stand out."
I don't know why or how I started doing this. It started a few days ago and it was only today that I really consciously realized what I was doing.
I noticed that it really put me in a better mood because whenever I see someone I think something positive about them, and that makes me happier. I think I will continue to do it.
Until next time...I really like your comment below, it lets me know you are an awesome person.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
This is a poem
Morning
What is this song?
My roommates phone won't shut up
He keeps on sleeping
Why can't he hear it?
I kick his bed to wake him up
Get up!
Your phone broke my dreams
Ride the bus to class
This professor always talks about food
We're in chemistry, why food?
Yes, I am hungry
The girl next to me is an old friend
She feels like a new friend
I feel happy
She makes it worth it
Institute
My instructor is short
But full of awesome
Everyone participates
This guy next to me is married
And he always talks about it
Still
I love this class
More day
More classes
Keep learning
Turn in homework
Take notes
Saw a childhood friend
That preacher guy on campus annoys me
Last class, Institute again
Rest of the day
This is the good part
Played with a new friend
We fed some ducks
I caught one of them
She had to go
Time zooms by on a laptop
Soon I'm "cleaning the sink"
This poem doesn't make sense
It has no rhyme
It has no rhythm
Is there a name for a poem like this?
I don't care
I'll make one up
From now on, a poem of just words
will be called a "Cameron"
THE END
Until next time...anybody up for a Haiku?
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
A tribute to Mexico, mi segunda casa
I know what has just now flashed into your mind. Mexico...is hot and dusty, with cacti and mustached men in sombreros shaking maracas. Yep, that's about it. NOT.
This is the idea of Mexico that we grow up with taught to us by cartoons, TV, and movies. Sadly, it is a very ignorant view which robs us of opportunities to learn so much from this beautiful country and culture. And unfortunately, the state of the border and the Mexican drug war hasn't exactly been helping its world image either.
But I will stand as a guardian and defender of Mexico, its people, and its culture. I love Mexico. That's why I called it "my second home" in the title. There is so much beauty and rich traditions that have opened my eyes as to who the Mexican people really are. Not the mistaken view so many have here. Most of the time you're judging Mexico based on a generation of Latinos that were probably born here and have never set foot in Mexico, and American society has screwed them up. Those are the troublemakers. (not all of them, I know personally many respectable and good young Mexican-Americans with values. I'm not talking about them) Real Mexicans, not the drug traffickers, or the gang-bangers, but REAL Mexicans, are humble, faithful, happy, down to earth people who work hard for and love their families. Those are the people I love.
And in case you didn't think it was beautiful, this is a video portraying the state of Mexico where I served my mission, Veracruz. Just take a look:
Veracruz is breathtakingly beautiful, a place wholly unlike anything we have here. Its like a different world. One of my greatest dreams would be to have months off where I could explore what parts of Veracruz I haven't seen, and the rest of Mexico. It is an amazing country.
Sure the government is corrupt, the water is dirty, the sanitation system isn't very advanced, and the educational system is lacking, but in spite of everything, I love Mexico. I love the Mexican people. And I REALLY don't like it when people make fun of Mexicans or make Mexican jokes, even if they're not trying to be mean, or hate them. I just don't like it. Its the same kind of ignorance I unfortunately came across sometimes in Mexico, but the other way around, targeting Americans. If we're ever gonna learn to get along and love one another, we have to stop being so ignorant to other cultures. We have put ourselves in their shoes, which is what I did for two years. And now they are my brothers and sisters.
I'm asking you to give up your bias of Mexico. Judging them as drug-traffickers and law breakers would be like them judging us based our own criminals, or worse, on our air-brained celebrities they see on TV (which unfortunately they do. Who could blame them? What would you think of America if all you had seen were episodes of Jersey Shore and Keeping up with the Kardashians?)
All I'm asking is, give Mexico a chance.
Until next time...VIVA MEXICO!
Monday, September 12, 2011
This time, it's personal
First, I would like to show you a video:
Despite the sad nature of the music video, I am in love with this song. It's my new favorite song, I listen to it everyday. I know its a little odd that a 21-year old college guy would consider this his favorite song, but I guess it all boils down to this:
Deep down, I'm a hopeless romantic.
This is Urban Dictionary's definition of "hopeless romantic":
"This person is in love with love. They believe in fairy tales and love. They're not to be confused as stalkers or creepy because that's not what a hopeless romantic is. All hopeless romantics are idealists, the sentimental dreamers, the imaginative and the fanciful when you get to know them. They often live with rose colored glasses on. They make love look like an art form with all the romantic things they do for their special someone"
Yeah I know, I don't look it, and I certainly don't act it, but its true.
I told you at the beginning that I would get personal at times. Well this is me getting personal. I'm not one to talk to just anybody about my romantic life and feelings, let alone post it on the Internets for the world to see.
But putting all that aside, lets get real personal.
I'll be honest with you. There are A LOT of awesome girls up here at USU. I've never been around so many. Some times its literally more than I can handle and I just have to ignore all of them, because there are simply too many. And that's not just around campus, but here at Old Farm, where I live. HECK even in my ward I feel surrounded! (Which is probably due to our 3 to 1 girl to guy ratio...) It literally took my roommates and I a few days to calm down when we moved in before we got our heads straight. That's no lie my friends.
But now we're thinking clearer (most of us...) and starting to really become friends with a lot of different girls. And we're not just hormonal guys meeting as many a we can because of some male instinct thing to find a mate (most of us...), speaking for myself, I feel like I'm genuinely enjoying getting to know closely so many great and respectable young women. It really has changed my perspective. I don't feel so much like a "wife-hunter" RM anymore. More like a guy putting a puzzle together. Some pieces help build the corners and the edges, some help fill in the middle. I'm looking for that one perfect piece to complete that one hard part, but while I do it, I fill in other parts of the puzzle. And that's great too.
Only sometimes I do feel like its an all sky puzzle, with zero clouds for reference, and I lost the box anyway so I'd never know. Yep, just looking for that piece.
I'm no Romeo, no Casanova, but I know that someday it'll happen, if I do my part. I'll find that one special puzzle piece that completes the puzzle, I'll find my eternal companion. I don't know how soon it'll be, but I sure will have a great time along the way, filling in my puzzle.
Until next time...wanna be my wingman?
Despite the sad nature of the music video, I am in love with this song. It's my new favorite song, I listen to it everyday. I know its a little odd that a 21-year old college guy would consider this his favorite song, but I guess it all boils down to this:
Deep down, I'm a hopeless romantic.
This is Urban Dictionary's definition of "hopeless romantic":
"This person is in love with love. They believe in fairy tales and love. They're not to be confused as stalkers or creepy because that's not what a hopeless romantic is. All hopeless romantics are idealists, the sentimental dreamers, the imaginative and the fanciful when you get to know them. They often live with rose colored glasses on. They make love look like an art form with all the romantic things they do for their special someone"
Yeah I know, I don't look it, and I certainly don't act it, but its true.
But putting all that aside, lets get real personal.
I'll be honest with you. There are A LOT of awesome girls up here at USU. I've never been around so many. Some times its literally more than I can handle and I just have to ignore all of them, because there are simply too many. And that's not just around campus, but here at Old Farm, where I live. HECK even in my ward I feel surrounded! (Which is probably due to our 3 to 1 girl to guy ratio...) It literally took my roommates and I a few days to calm down when we moved in before we got our heads straight. That's no lie my friends.
But now we're thinking clearer (most of us...) and starting to really become friends with a lot of different girls. And we're not just hormonal guys meeting as many a we can because of some male instinct thing to find a mate (most of us...), speaking for myself, I feel like I'm genuinely enjoying getting to know closely so many great and respectable young women. It really has changed my perspective. I don't feel so much like a "wife-hunter" RM anymore. More like a guy putting a puzzle together. Some pieces help build the corners and the edges, some help fill in the middle. I'm looking for that one perfect piece to complete that one hard part, but while I do it, I fill in other parts of the puzzle. And that's great too.
Only sometimes I do feel like its an all sky puzzle, with zero clouds for reference, and I lost the box anyway so I'd never know. Yep, just looking for that piece.
I'm no Romeo, no Casanova, but I know that someday it'll happen, if I do my part. I'll find that one special puzzle piece that completes the puzzle, I'll find my eternal companion. I don't know how soon it'll be, but I sure will have a great time along the way, filling in my puzzle.
Until next time...wanna be my wingman?
Sunday, September 11, 2011
A very non-lazy Sunday
Wow, I am tired. What a DAY! I've been up since 7:45 this morning and I've been going going the whole time. Here's the breakdown:
7:45 - 8:45- Wake up and get ready (Sunday clothes and everything)
8:45 - 11:00- Leave to pick up my date for this weird blind date Sunday morning breakfast date that a good friend of mine set me up on at her and her husband's house. It actually turned out to be a really fun and the girl was really cool. Plus I got a real breakfast, so it's already a good morning.
11:10- 1:30- Rush back home to be there for my little brother Weston's Aaronic priesthood ordination, eat dinner (lunch) with the family
1:35- 2:30 - Rush back up to Logan and make it in time for Sunday School.
3:45 - 4:30- I teach the lesson in Priesthood, it goes really well
4:30 - 5:00- Stay after church to talk with the bishopric 2nd counselor, was extended and accepted a calling as the Ward Facilities Chairman (I open and close the church, and shovel the snow in the winter, among other duties)
5:00 - 6:00- Catch up with roommates and we all eat quick dinners (for some reason I'm hungry already by now)
6:00 - 7:15 - CES Fireside, speaker Dallin H. Oaks, it was really good
7:15 - 8:00 - Go home and catch up on Facebook, watch videos about 9/11 (under the guise of finishing homework)
8:00 - 8:30 - Ward prayer and socializing after
8:30 - Now (9:00)- Come back and start working on blog post for the day
So yeah, today has been HECKA busy...and the greatest thing is I have no reason to believe this week will be any different...ahhh, its just like the mission again, go, go, go. Its okay, its good for me. I've gotten really lazy in my months home so it good to have a schedule again. Alright, right now I think I'll go watch a Disney movie with the girls from J1. Maybe I'll go to bed early tonight. Maybe...
Until next time...quit rushing me already!!!
7:45 - 8:45- Wake up and get ready (Sunday clothes and everything)
8:45 - 11:00- Leave to pick up my date for this weird blind date Sunday morning breakfast date that a good friend of mine set me up on at her and her husband's house. It actually turned out to be a really fun and the girl was really cool. Plus I got a real breakfast, so it's already a good morning.
11:10- 1:30- Rush back home to be there for my little brother Weston's Aaronic priesthood ordination, eat dinner (lunch) with the family
1:35- 2:30 - Rush back up to Logan and make it in time for Sunday School.
3:45 - 4:30- I teach the lesson in Priesthood, it goes really well
4:30 - 5:00- Stay after church to talk with the bishopric 2nd counselor, was extended and accepted a calling as the Ward Facilities Chairman (I open and close the church, and shovel the snow in the winter, among other duties)
5:00 - 6:00- Catch up with roommates and we all eat quick dinners (for some reason I'm hungry already by now)
6:00 - 7:15 - CES Fireside, speaker Dallin H. Oaks, it was really good
7:15 - 8:00 - Go home and catch up on Facebook, watch videos about 9/11 (under the guise of finishing homework)
8:00 - 8:30 - Ward prayer and socializing after
8:30 - Now (9:00)- Come back and start working on blog post for the day
So yeah, today has been HECKA busy...and the greatest thing is I have no reason to believe this week will be any different...ahhh, its just like the mission again, go, go, go. Its okay, its good for me. I've gotten really lazy in my months home so it good to have a schedule again. Alright, right now I think I'll go watch a Disney movie with the girls from J1. Maybe I'll go to bed early tonight. Maybe...
Until next time...quit rushing me already!!!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Let's get a good look atcha now
Smile for the camera!
So I've noticed, from looking at other people's blogs, that taking pictures of yourself and/or the people/things in your life is pretty mandatory. This for me is a problem, because I do not have a camera, except for me little crappy one on my phone. I really want to buy a new one, because my last camera broke while I was on my mission, two weeks before I got home. But as of now I don't have the money. So...what do I do?
Well today we're gonna settle for some crappy self-shots taken on my phone camera. Quit complaining, its all I've got.
So? What'd you think? I thought I looked kinda purdy don't you? Yeah I didn't think so, dang it...maybe one day...
Now that you know the quality of my pictures...please don't stop reading my blog. I swear I'll make up for it in content !! Wait !! Aww....
Well, until next time...I hope there's a next time...Please come back...Please...
So I've noticed, from looking at other people's blogs, that taking pictures of yourself and/or the people/things in your life is pretty mandatory. This for me is a problem, because I do not have a camera, except for me little crappy one on my phone. I really want to buy a new one, because my last camera broke while I was on my mission, two weeks before I got home. But as of now I don't have the money. So...what do I do?
Well today we're gonna settle for some crappy self-shots taken on my phone camera. Quit complaining, its all I've got.
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| This one is called "Cameron ponders life"...or was it "Cameron stares at a spiderweb"? Eh... |
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| This one is "Spicy Elegance" Which come to think of it would make a good deodorant name....Dear OldSpice... |
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| I know its hard ladies but try not to stare too long at this one: "Blind Seduction" |
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| This is called "You might think I purposely cut half my face out to look artistic, but reality is that the camera was crooked" I know its a long name, but it seems to fit. |
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| And our final shot, called "The Creeper" Yeah you can stop looking at this one now...Why did I save it for the end??? |
So? What'd you think? I thought I looked kinda purdy don't you? Yeah I didn't think so, dang it...maybe one day...
Now that you know the quality of my pictures...please don't stop reading my blog. I swear I'll make up for it in content !! Wait !! Aww....
Well, until next time...I hope there's a next time...Please come back...Please...
Friday, September 9, 2011
New friends, old friends, and "What was your name again?"
Question: How many people do you think I have met since I've moved up here to Logan?
Answer: Hundreds, maybe THOUSANDS OF-okay maybe that's an exaggeration, but I'm actually not exaggerating about the hundreds thing. Sure I'm not BFF's with every one of them, but I literally have shaken hands and exchanged names with dozens, if not hundreds of people. Now I'm not bragging, especially when you consider the fact that I remember the names of maybe 20 or 30 or those people, I'm only highlighting another aspect of college life: meeting new people.
Personally I love it. I've never branched out and been so social in my whole life, well, except for my mission. But that was different, most people I talk to here are actually happy to see me, instead of averting their eyes and hoping I pass them by. It really is quite exciting.
So the upside has been that I've pretty much done something social every night that I've been here, ranging from ice cream parties (with 100+ guests) to bon fires in the canyon, with movie watching, dance parties, and pranking other apartments mixed in between, among other things. It really has been a quite exciting almost 3 weeks.
The downside? My sleep deprivation habits have finally caught up to me. All those late night social events have taken their toll. Today by my last class I was DEAD. I could not stay awake. So I took a nap when I came home. If you don't know how I feel about naps you should know that we have a love/hate relationship. On one hand they're great for resting after a long day (or many long days), on the other hand I usually wake up and feel like I've slept into the next century, only to find that its only been an hour.
But all in all I wouldn't change anything. Already I have tons of great memories, and I've only been here 3 weeks! Whenever a week passes by I can hardly believe that its only been a week. My roommate Mike and I frequently catch ourselves saying, "Was that really just last week?" Its just that so much happens in a week, its hard to believe. I already have met several people who I know I'm going to be best friends with this year, in addition to reconnecting with a few old friends that I haven't seen in a while. Another exciting part of the college life.
Well, that's all for today. Until tomorrow....what was your name again?
Answer: Hundreds, maybe THOUSANDS OF-okay maybe that's an exaggeration, but I'm actually not exaggerating about the hundreds thing. Sure I'm not BFF's with every one of them, but I literally have shaken hands and exchanged names with dozens, if not hundreds of people. Now I'm not bragging, especially when you consider the fact that I remember the names of maybe 20 or 30 or those people, I'm only highlighting another aspect of college life: meeting new people.
Personally I love it. I've never branched out and been so social in my whole life, well, except for my mission. But that was different, most people I talk to here are actually happy to see me, instead of averting their eyes and hoping I pass them by. It really is quite exciting.
So the upside has been that I've pretty much done something social every night that I've been here, ranging from ice cream parties (with 100+ guests) to bon fires in the canyon, with movie watching, dance parties, and pranking other apartments mixed in between, among other things. It really has been a quite exciting almost 3 weeks.
The downside? My sleep deprivation habits have finally caught up to me. All those late night social events have taken their toll. Today by my last class I was DEAD. I could not stay awake. So I took a nap when I came home. If you don't know how I feel about naps you should know that we have a love/hate relationship. On one hand they're great for resting after a long day (or many long days), on the other hand I usually wake up and feel like I've slept into the next century, only to find that its only been an hour.
But all in all I wouldn't change anything. Already I have tons of great memories, and I've only been here 3 weeks! Whenever a week passes by I can hardly believe that its only been a week. My roommate Mike and I frequently catch ourselves saying, "Was that really just last week?" Its just that so much happens in a week, its hard to believe. I already have met several people who I know I'm going to be best friends with this year, in addition to reconnecting with a few old friends that I haven't seen in a while. Another exciting part of the college life.
Well, that's all for today. Until tomorrow....what was your name again?
I burnt my tongue on a Hot Pocket
"Why are you up so late Cameron? Didn't you make a NEW LIFE GOAL to go to bed earlier?"
Well I have a question for you: Why are you so nosy? Its nunya bi-ness, so there.
Plus that's not what I want to talk about anyway. Firstly I just wanted to admit my failure to post everyday since I started. I was going good until today, then I just got swamped and didn't have time til now. Technically its Friday, hence the failure. Anyway, sorry to leave you hanging today (as if any of you actually reading this were actually waiting for my post)
So about Hot Pockets- yes, you thought you escaped this subject but you're wrong, we are talking about this- ahem, anyway, about Hot Pockets, they are one of the many inexpensive diet staples of the typical USU student, in addition to Top Ramen and Mac and Cheese, among others. This is one aspect of college life, the food. A confession I have to make, which may cause my mother concern (even though I already told her, but then kind of covered it up so she wouldn't worry), I actually have been losing weight here at school. Not because I'm on any diet or do any specific excercise, its because of the simple fact that 1) I don't have very much money and thus don't have very much food, and 2) Sometimes I'm just too busy to eat.
So there you go, wanna lose weight? Then come on over and be a student here at USU.
Anyway, this was all just one example to highlight how different my life is here at college than it was at home. Not the most exciting post, but I felt bad for not posting today so I came up with it without thinking. Wow, I am falling asleep, I literally just dozed off in the middle of that last sentence before I could a....I just did it again. Okay, I'm going to sleep. My brain is shutting down and there's nothing I can do about it. Goodnight, buenas noches, adios. Until next time...go to sleep...
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Kid History - My not so secret love
WATCH THIS:
Wasn't that the most HILARIOUS thing you've ever seen?? I love it!
If you don't know, this is episode 6 of a YouTube series called "Kid History", made by a bunch of Mormon guys here in Utah. My family showed me the first episode when I got home from my mission and I was rolling on the floor laughing (or ROFLing as it is know in many circles). Ever since I've been in love.
I've watched this one at least once every day since it came out last month and it makes me laugh EVERY TIME. Its just good, clean, wholesome, All-American fun, my kind of fun.
So that's my post for today, to let you in on a little bit of my humor. Until tomorrow..."What in da FREAK just happened??"
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
My Testimony
Do you have several hours? Just wondering. Today I decided that as I'm starting out on this blog, one of the first things I should do is let you know how I feel about the most important thing in my life, nay, what makes up my life, period.
I am an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I have been since birth. My parents are, and their parents are, and so on until some really awesome guy (or girl. or both) decided to join the church back in its first years. So all I've know my whole life has been the church.
Needless to say, after years of following my parents, which I thank them for (thanks Mom and Dad!), I gained a testimony of my own. I was pretty young when I started trying too. I was about 12 or 13 when I read the Book of Mormon for the first time. I prayed and fasted about it seriously a couple years later, and by sixteen I was in. I was 100% committed, true blue, dyed to the wool. The rest of my testimony on different parts of the Gospel of Jesus Christ came bit by bit, or line upon line, but the base was there. I had no desire to deviate. "To where?" I would think. There simply was no other way of life for me.
I won't turn this into an autobiography, I just want you to know much a part of my life the Gospel is. My Father in Heaven has been very patient with me and has granted me this testimony through blessing and trail, triumph and failure. And I know I'm still going too. Yes, the journey is far from over. But I know who leads me, so I have no fear.
So my friends, it's all true. Jesus Christ is our Savior and Redeemer, this is His Church and Gospel. He speaks to us today through His prophet, Thomas S. Monson, who I have a witness is a prophet of God. I know the Book of Mormon is His word, and I love it, it is my favorite book. Every day I thank God for the blessing of temples. I love to see them, I love be there, I love to talk about them. How sad my life would be without their far-reaching blessings in my life.
The list goes on. I love the Gospel. I know I may not always exude an exalted glow, but I want you all to remember that Cameron James Decker believes in Jesus Christ and His Gospel.
I know this post is long, but we're lucky we got away with as short as it was. If you're reading up to this point, thank you for your time and attention, I appreciate it. Until next time, shalom.
I am an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I have been since birth. My parents are, and their parents are, and so on until some really awesome guy (or girl. or both) decided to join the church back in its first years. So all I've know my whole life has been the church.
Needless to say, after years of following my parents, which I thank them for (thanks Mom and Dad!), I gained a testimony of my own. I was pretty young when I started trying too. I was about 12 or 13 when I read the Book of Mormon for the first time. I prayed and fasted about it seriously a couple years later, and by sixteen I was in. I was 100% committed, true blue, dyed to the wool. The rest of my testimony on different parts of the Gospel of Jesus Christ came bit by bit, or line upon line, but the base was there. I had no desire to deviate. "To where?" I would think. There simply was no other way of life for me.
I won't turn this into an autobiography, I just want you to know much a part of my life the Gospel is. My Father in Heaven has been very patient with me and has granted me this testimony through blessing and trail, triumph and failure. And I know I'm still going too. Yes, the journey is far from over. But I know who leads me, so I have no fear.
So my friends, it's all true. Jesus Christ is our Savior and Redeemer, this is His Church and Gospel. He speaks to us today through His prophet, Thomas S. Monson, who I have a witness is a prophet of God. I know the Book of Mormon is His word, and I love it, it is my favorite book. Every day I thank God for the blessing of temples. I love to see them, I love be there, I love to talk about them. How sad my life would be without their far-reaching blessings in my life.
The list goes on. I love the Gospel. I know I may not always exude an exalted glow, but I want you all to remember that Cameron James Decker believes in Jesus Christ and His Gospel.
I know this post is long, but we're lucky we got away with as short as it was. If you're reading up to this point, thank you for your time and attention, I appreciate it. Until next time, shalom.
YAY! It's tomorrow! And I'm still awake...
Why am I awake? I have to wake up at 6 AM Tomorr-er TODAY! I don't know why I do this to myself.
This brings me to my confession. I believe that since moving up here to Logan, I have gotten to bed before midnight MAYBE once or twice. Maybe just once...serious, this habit is getting bad, especially because I have to wake up for work at six pretty much everyday. At night I don't want to go to bed, but in the morning I don't want to get out of bed. Crazy...
So here's to my new goal of going to bed earlier. I think we'll start with before midnight and work backwards. That's a good goal right? So let's put that down as another...
NEW LIFE GOAL!
This will be a common theme in my blog. Hopefully you see them often, and you see them being completed often. We'll see. More tomorrow. Or today. Whatever.
This brings me to my confession. I believe that since moving up here to Logan, I have gotten to bed before midnight MAYBE once or twice. Maybe just once...serious, this habit is getting bad, especially because I have to wake up for work at six pretty much everyday. At night I don't want to go to bed, but in the morning I don't want to get out of bed. Crazy...
So here's to my new goal of going to bed earlier. I think we'll start with before midnight and work backwards. That's a good goal right? So let's put that down as another...
NEW LIFE GOAL!
This will be a common theme in my blog. Hopefully you see them often, and you see them being completed often. We'll see. More tomorrow. Or today. Whatever.
Monday, September 5, 2011
I am a robot looking for new parts...
WANTED: NEW HOBBIES FOR CAMERON, WILL PAY IN
Yes, I am looking for new hobbies. Truth is, I guess I'm looking for something to define myself I little more. Sure, I'm Cameron, I'm LDS, I'm a political Conservative, I'm an Aggie, all great things. But I feel like I need something more.
Any ideas?
So far I've come up with:
Photography
Guitar playing (but seriously this time)
Hiking (hardcore)
Physical Fitness (getting ripped basically)
Cycling/Mountain biking
Dancing (ballroom, break, Dougie, etc.)
Learning more languages
All of them have pros and cons, with almost all having "Money required" in the cons list. This could be the biggest trip up. Guess I'll have to learn to save and budget huh?
So we'll see where this goes. I could pick one, or more than one, or none of these. We'll see. I guess that's my motto right now. Just do what I know, be who I am, and we'll see what happens. That's a good motto right?
Of course I have my main goals: become an engineer, marry in the temple, magnify my callings, but there's a lot of in between to fit in there. So I suppose that's the part I'm talking about. The cream between the cookies if you will. Great, now I'm craving Oreos.
I'm just getting started
Ever have the desire to just write? I do. I don't know why, but sometimes I just need to say stuff. Usually I just say it to myself. Alone. Yes, that means I talk to myself. A LOT. Is that weird?
So here we are. Me writing, you reading...isn't it great? I hope we do this often.
My writings might be pretty personal so consider yourself in luck, because you might find out things about me that you never would if you weren't reading here.
LET THE NEW LIFE BEGIN.
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