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The Utah Series: BYU Memories

T.J., Eva, and I headed down to BYU on Wednesday where we visited our old offices and walked around campus a bit. It was so fun to be back on that gorgeous campus. Made me miss the old days! After lunch, we went to the renovated Bean Museum on campus with T.J.’s parents and my sister-in-law Lindsay, along with her two kids. I was pretty impressed with the renovations and the kids enjoyed it, as well.

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Rise Up


The start of something new…

7:45 a.m.

T.J., let me take your picture!

Katie, that’s embarrassing!

Back to school, back to school…

Last night I went to Target while I was waiting to meet up with a friend and the place was packed with everyone and their moms. That’s not a joke. The moms and dads were there with all the kids and college freshman buying back-to-school stuff and things for their apartment. I was so jealous of all of them. I wanted MY mom to be here helping me pick out things for my dorm and MY dad buying me new school supplies (my dad would always let us get the name brands at staples, BTOML).

But all of that is over.

For the first time in more than 17 years, I will not start school this fall. And before the thought of that brings tears to my eyes, I have to hurry up and remember that for the first time in more than 17 years, I will not have to write a single school paper or take a test this fall! It all evens out!

So, if anyone needs/wants me to take them to Target to pick out stuff for their new apartment and get new notebooks, PLEASE give me a call because I am dying to go “Back-to-School” shopping!

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It always works out, I tell you!

K, so you see my last post, the one how I was worried about how to pay tuition? Well, we honestly didn’t know how we were going to pay. In the past, miracles have happened right when we needed them, such as the FAFSA coming through paying for all of our tuition or our tax refund being larger than expected, paying for T.J.’s hospital bills. But it’s not FAFSA or tax refund season, so unless we found a check for $1000 in our mailbox from a stranger or deceased relative, we weren’t sure how we going to pay for the tuition next week.

Then last night, I kept having thoughts about loans going through my mind. T.J. really doesn’t like taking out any loans, obviously, so I kept putting off the thought.

But this morning, I received an email notifying me about BYU’s short term loan. If you pay it back in six weeks, there’s no interest or extra cost to you. It’s basically like a payment plan.


I’m in tears writing this, which isn’t saying much considering I’m a hormonal pregnant woman who cries about everything. I just have such a strong testimony of tithing and that our Heavenly Father is aware of our personal needs. He looks our for us and when we do what we’re supposed to do, things will work out somehow.

And when things work out, it isn’t just a coincidence.

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Summer School

If anyone knows of a place to find an extra thousand dollars just sitting around to pay for my summer tuition, due in a week, that would be grand. Until then, you can find me in my bed having a panic attack and dreaming of being a billionaire or even a hundredaire.

First Impressions

So I thought I would share this horrifying story with you. As you know, it’s my last semester and so the last class I needed to take was my Advanced English GE credit. I’m in a class called Writing about the Arts and Humanities.

Class started at 10. I went to the gym early in the morning and spent too long getting ready, plus parking was horrendous, so I got to class ten minutes late. Needless to say, today I’m getting there fifteen minutes early.

I walk in, which the classroom is the size of my living room, crammed with 40 desks, and extra people crowded in every possible space. The only place left for me was behind the door. So after stammering around for a while, I knelt down awkwardly.

After a few minutes the professor (who is in his thirties and just has this intimidating feel about him) says, “It’s ridiculous there aren’t enough chairs in here. Go find one outside.”

Then I laughed a little bit and made a joke which totally bombed, “Oh, I’m fine, I’m just getting in an extra prayer.” (You know, because I was kneeling there with my arms crossed and we are at BYU.) He just stared at me and I knew I needed to go out there and find a chair.

I came back with a clunky office chair but still there was no where to put it. Then I saw a space. Across the room in the front.

There I am with this huge chair. Trying to lug it across with my coat and bag. The professor had to stop and move for me because there wasn’t enough room. I started to laugh because I was just so embarrassed. That just made the tension between the professor and I even worse.

At the end of class, I apologized for the chair, thinking maybe he would laugh about it. Still not a smile.

Then last night, I realized he mentioned some reading that was due for today, so I tried to find the syllabus online. It wasn’t there. That means he must have given out the syllabus in class. So I decided to email the professor.

After apologizing for making such a big disturbance in class again, I asked him for the syllabus. I thought he would reply back with some type of message. At least, I just hoped he would. I need him to tell me it was okay! But nope. No message. Just the attachment.

Now I’m the “Chair Girl” and “Irresponsible Girl” from coming in late my first day and having to already email the professor.

I’m know I’m over thinking all of this. But part of me is so embarrassed, I wish I could switch classes! I even tried to last night, but I would have to get department approval. So I guess I’m stuck.

Maybe I should email him a link to this post?