
My Writing Class at BYU
Friday, December 5, 2014
Post 21: The End As We Know It
This is the end of my first semester here at BYU. I'll go home, have a great Christmas,, and then wait to go on my mission. I hope that we may all feel the Christmas spirit this holiday season. Sure, I know that it sounds cheesy, but it is the truth. Most people forget about the true meaning of Christmas. Even I get caught up in the presents and the decorations (especially the nutcrackers). The church is doing a great job at trying to keep the true meaning of Christmas on social media with the Share The Gift campaign. When I watched the video, I felt such a great feeling come over me. If you haven't seen it, I suggest that you do. It is amazing. We all need to remember what is important in life, which is Jesus Christ and the gospel. As I like to say, "keep the big picture in mind." I'm sure that a lot of other people use this quote, too. It has kept me going through the end of the semester and manage my time around what I really need to do and what isn't so important. That's it. I hope all of you have a good life. We probably won't see each other again, but maybe we will. You never know (haha).

Sunday, November 30, 2014
Post 20: My Mission
So after this semester, I'm off to go on my mission. If you didn't hear, I am going to the Canada Winnipeg mission. I'm also speaking Spanish for some reason. I got my call back in October. I am super excited. I leave on March 18th to the Provo MTC. I can't wait to go. I'm not sure if I feel too young to go on a mission or that I just feel old because I am the missionary age. I'm not sure what to expect. I know that it's really hard, but in the end it is worth it. I'm sure that I will love it.

I hear that my mission is going to be extremely cold. I heard that it gets down to 50 below sometimes. Luckily, they don't allow missionaries out past 30 below. I'd rather have cold than hot. Actually, I wanted to go to Canada, and I didn't really want to speak Spanish. I got what I wanted and what I didn't want. God works in mysterious ways I guess.

I'm going to have two and a half months back at home before I go. I'm not really sure what I'm going to do besides study my scriptures and the Preach My Gospel manual. I'll probably get my old job back and save up more money for my mission and college. I sure hope when I get back home my life isn't like that guy in the RM. I would hate to sleep on cans. Hopefully, my parents would tell me if they were moving. They told my brother that we were moving when he was on his mission. Actually, I'm hoping that we just don't move. Things would be a lot easier that way.

I hear that my mission is going to be extremely cold. I heard that it gets down to 50 below sometimes. Luckily, they don't allow missionaries out past 30 below. I'd rather have cold than hot. Actually, I wanted to go to Canada, and I didn't really want to speak Spanish. I got what I wanted and what I didn't want. God works in mysterious ways I guess.

I'm going to have two and a half months back at home before I go. I'm not really sure what I'm going to do besides study my scriptures and the Preach My Gospel manual. I'll probably get my old job back and save up more money for my mission and college. I sure hope when I get back home my life isn't like that guy in the RM. I would hate to sleep on cans. Hopefully, my parents would tell me if they were moving. They told my brother that we were moving when he was on his mission. Actually, I'm hoping that we just don't move. Things would be a lot easier that way.
Post 19: Sleep
Since it is the week of Thanksgiving, I can still write a post about being thankful. Actually, I can always write about things I am thankful for since we should always be thankful. I am extremely thankful for sleep, especially naps. Every day I take a wonderful nap. It is one of the most beautiful experiences of my life every day. When I was younger, I could never take naps. It was physically impossible for me for some reason. Now, I take every chance I get to take a nap. Even in some classes I sleep. I don't mean to sleep in class, it just happens sometimes. I get really mad with myself when I do fall asleep in class. Now don't, I have never fallen asleep in Writing. I take pride in that. Even though pride is a bad thing, I am still proud of myself. Hopefully, I won't fall asleep in now that I've said that I haven't fallen asleep yet. Even right now, I feel like sleeping. I actually have just woken up from a nice nap. This probably means that I won't fall to sleep tonight. I probably would not have fallen asleep anyway since my roommate is back and is playing his Xbox until dawn. I think I get about 4 hours of sleep in my room when my roommate is around. Let me tell you how happy I was when my roommate left for Thanksgiving. Those were 4 beautiful nights of sleep.

Post 18: Chemistry
Probably the worst class I'm taking right now is Chemistry. No, actually it IS my worst class. I do not like it at all. At first I thought that I was going to go into Biochemistry, but I realized that was a huge mistake. That was on the third day of class. That meant that I had to suffer through the rest of the semester. Let me tell you, it is not fun. It is a trial that I have to get through. Luckily, the semester is almost over. On the other hand, my grade isn't too great. As long as I don't fail I will be satisfied.
Chemistry has actually taught me a lot. It hasn't taught me about chemistry, but it has taught me valuable life lessons. For starters, it taught me that sometimes we just have to get through awful moments in our lives. We choose one wrong move in our life, and we have to suffer through months worth of consequences. Chemistry has also taught me to choose major decisions wisely. I thought I was interested in chemistry, but I probably should have thought about it more. I need to pray about those type of decisions.
At least I definitely know what I DON'T want to go into as a career. I'm happy that I can cross the sciences off my list. Now I just have...a bunch of other possibilities. Hopefully my mission will sort things out for me. I'm putting a lot of hope in my mission. I better get major revelation during my mission about my life.
Chemistry has actually taught me a lot. It hasn't taught me about chemistry, but it has taught me valuable life lessons. For starters, it taught me that sometimes we just have to get through awful moments in our lives. We choose one wrong move in our life, and we have to suffer through months worth of consequences. Chemistry has also taught me to choose major decisions wisely. I thought I was interested in chemistry, but I probably should have thought about it more. I need to pray about those type of decisions.
At least I definitely know what I DON'T want to go into as a career. I'm happy that I can cross the sciences off my list. Now I just have...a bunch of other possibilities. Hopefully my mission will sort things out for me. I'm putting a lot of hope in my mission. I better get major revelation during my mission about my life.

Post 17: Skype
I love skyping on Sunday. No, I don't skype my own parents (even though I really should), I skype with my friend. Together, we skype his parents and his ridiculously cute brother. His brother is six years old and probably the coolest kid I know. I think his brother is kind of scared of me, but I still try to talk to him. Skyping is the highlight of my week. I love doing it. It seems as if my friend's parents like me so they don't mind that I skype them with my friend.

I should probably skype my parents some time. I don't even call them. I email them and text them, but I don't think that they like that enough. I've only called them to tell where I got called to serve my mission. Probably when I get back from my mission I will call them every week. That is my goal when I get off my mission. BYU has taught me that I need to become a better son. I've realized how much I have been lacking in that field. I've realized that I have a lot of room to grow. College has taught me that I need to work at becoming the best person I can.

I should probably skype my parents some time. I don't even call them. I email them and text them, but I don't think that they like that enough. I've only called them to tell where I got called to serve my mission. Probably when I get back from my mission I will call them every week. That is my goal when I get off my mission. BYU has taught me that I need to become a better son. I've realized how much I have been lacking in that field. I've realized that I have a lot of room to grow. College has taught me that I need to work at becoming the best person I can.

Post 16: Missing the Pizza
I love BYU, but I have something to admit; there are no good pizza places around. Sure, there is Domino's and Papa John's, but you haven't had good pizza until you have tried New York style pizza. Back home I could have it all of the time, but now I feel as if I'm pizza deprived since I've been living here. No matter how much pizza I have here, it never satisfies me. I miss Mario's, which is one of the greatest pizza places of all time. Their crust is truly to die for. I know that when I get home, I'm eating nothing but pizza for a week. This may sound gross to you, but I can always have New York style pizza. Also, if you think eating pizza for a week is gross, you should read my Personal Narrative. Now that is a gross story. All in all, this blog post is pretty much me complaining about how I'm not getting enough pizza to eat. So pretty much if you ever are eating pizza, you should invite me to eat the pizza with you. Haha I'm joking. Soon enough I will be home and be eating my delicious pizza.

Saturday, November 29, 2014
Post 15: Other Things That I've Learned at BYU
I know that I've already written about what I have learned at BYU, but I forgot to mention something. BYU has helped me become a better person overall. I have learned about the true definition of unconditional love. I've always heard about it in church, but I have never really had to put it into practice. Everyone that I was around at home I liked, so I was rarely mad at them. When I got to BYU, I realized that my personality and other certain personalities did not get along. However, I can not be mad at someone just because of who they are. They are children of God just like I am. In the big picture, they are no different from me. I had to learn to accept that these people had their own reasons for doing certain things, and I had to be okay with that. No matter what people do, we still need to love them. God loves all of his kids equally, so why do we favor some people more than others? If we truly want to become Christ like, we need to show unconditional love towards everyone. I am grateful that I learned this before my mission so that I can put it into practice with my companions and those I teach.

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