Creative Writing part 1

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"He wants her to notice him as more than her quirky best friend. He has noticed her every day since they first met five years ago. She walked into the classroom that day with an aura of confidence so strong that he, the most shy and unconfident person to walk the planet, felt like he could do anything. He could not look away from the twelve-year-old beauty. Luckily, there was an empty seat next to him, which she took. She offered the traditional pleasantries one gives when they meet someone new. He could only stare at her. They have had at least one class together every year since—he thought the gods of love must have wanted them together. They quickly became best friends, doing everything under the sun with one another. He wants more than friendship, and now that they are both about to graduate high school and go their separate ways, he will do anything to make her see they were meant for each other.

She wants him to notice her as more than his best friend who happens to be a girl. She thought he was weird when they first met, since he hadn’t been able to say a word when she introduced herself. But that opinion was replaced once she started getting to know him and spending time with him. They did everything with each other, including homework and watching movies. They even went on each other’s family vacations. They were each other’s first cuddle, thanks to the scary movie that made her lean into his shoulder to shield her eyes; he then wrapped his arm around her. They were each other’s first kiss at the age of fifteen; he wanted to see what all of his friends were making such a big deal out of. She wants more than friendship, and now that they are both about to graduate high school and go their separate ways, she will do anything to make him see that they belong together.

They both want to be together as more than friends. Time has run out, and they are both willing to do whatever it takes to finally begin a relationship. He has already turned down a scholarship to his dream school in order to follow her wherever she chooses to go. She has decided to turn down her acceptance to a prestigious Ivy-league school in order to follow him wherever he chooses to go. He has decided that he will tell her how he really feels after they go to the unofficial senior party tonight. She has decided to tell him how she really feels tonight at the non-school-sponsored senior party. They both stress and worry during the party about how the conversation will go. 'I love you,' he says in the car as they are leaving. 'I love you too,' she happily replies. They start planning their future. What neither of them planned on was the drunk driver that collided with them head-on, instantly killing them."

It's beginning to look and feel a lot like winter...

I made this picture today. The top left is from yesterday--the storm circled was a giant rainstorm that passed through us and apparently turned to snow right after. The top right was the clouds today. You know how clouds are dark grey when it's gonna rain and light grey when it's gonna snow? These clouds were light grey. Luckily it didn't snow. The bottom left was the temperature around 6:00 tonight (and my weather app says it's only supposed to be in the early-to-mid 30's tonight...hence the hoodie I'm wearing to bed). The bottom right was the freeze warning (for plants) that is in effect until 3 AM tomorrow.

I'm not ready for winter...but I have a feeling we're going to be hit early and hit hard. I'm planning on wearing a sweater (first of the season!) and boots tomorrow, especially since it will only be 40 degrees when I walk to class.

Also, I wanted to listen to Christmas music today. What the freak is up with that?

Second day of Fall Semester 2013

Woke up originally at about 4:30 due to the storm. (Yep. Rexburg has storms.) Went back to sleep until 6:00, where I showered, got dressed, and did my makeup and hair. I barely had enough time to eat a yogurt cup before my alarm telling me to leave for class went off at 7:30. Looks like I'll be waking up at 5:45 every day.

I'm really good at looking amazing on the first day(s) of classes. After that, I don't care, unless there's a hot guy in one of them (which, so far, there aren't). 

Walked to my first class (during which the wind screwed up my hair :( ), which was Editing. There were only three guys, and the only one who was attractive looked pretty short. Oh well. First off, my teacher sounds exactly like Phil Dunphy from "Modern Family". So I already like him. Then he's pretty hilarious. He gave us a quiz, and on one of the questions he said, "If anyone gets this right, I will pledge allegiance to every flag outside."

And there were several more than in my picture (apparently it's Constitution Day?). 

However, after I introduced myself to the class, he said, "I have something to say about your preposition use...but I won't." Looks like I need to brush up on my grammar :\ I hope this class won't make me feel like the most inadequate English major...

The teacher let class out half an hour early, so I walked over to the bookstore to read my assignment for Creative Writing since all of my books are currently being shipped. Read that (almost fell asleep), and I most likely will need to brush up on it again somehow before class tomorrow.

Then I went to my Children's Lit class. I'm pretty sure I was the only person who wasn't majoring in Early Childhood Ed or something of that area. Also there were only two guys. And I'm not sure how I feel about this class, because I will have to read SIXTY (yes, 6-0) books this semester. Granted, most of them are just 10 pages or so, but still. SIXTY. This prevents me from reading "Allegiant" when it comes out in October. No bueno. 

Then I came home, and now I shall eat food. Because I'm starving. I'm also contemplating a nap...I could barely keep my eyes open when reading my Creative Writing text and during Children's Lit.

All in all, I think this semester will be a good one, so long as I stay focused and manage my time wisely. And get enough sleep.

First day of Fall Semester 2013

Well. I woke up at 5:45 with ease, which was surprising since I have been training myself to wake up early for the past month to no avail. I ate my breakfast, did my makeup, curled my hair, got dressed (in a super cute "first day of school" outfit, obviously), and then read a book before I left for class at 7:15.

Everyday is plaid day at BYUI. Seriously. So many people were wearing plaid. In my Creative Writing class, I sat next to a girl who was wearing it, who was sitting next to a guy wearing it. Anyway. Am I not adorable?

I went to my first class (the first portion of Doctrine and Covenants). If the teacher is always as energetic as he was today, I will never fall asleep. He has a 5.0 rating on ratemyprofessors.com (which is basically unheard of), so I'm excited to see if he lives up to the rating. 

My second class (Fundamentals of Research and Presentation--try saying that five times fast) was significantly more low-key than my first. There are only 25 people in the class, and the teacher reminds me of Robin Williams (based on a voice he did in "Mrs. Doubtfire"...also sort of his face). I can already tell this class will be taking up a lot of my time, so this semester should be interesting based on that fact alone. However, it should help me open my eyes to what exactly I want to do in my editing career when I graduate, which is always a good thing.

My third and final class of the day (Creative Writing) will probably be my favorite based on the teacher. He is hilarious. Also, apparently he grew up in my hometown, so we spent about two minutes reminiscing about Riverton. He went to both my elementary and middle schools, which is slightly disturbing since he's 39. I'm really excited about this class, because I want to be a better writer in order to be a better editor. My teacher shared a quote from F. Scott Fitzgerald that I loved: "You don't write because you want to say something; you write because you have something to say."

I came home at 11:15 (the one and only perk of having 7:45 classes) and finished my book...which was a bad idea because now I have to wait until October 22 to read the third one...grr. Then I went to the bank, paid some rent, paid my car payment, and got a book for one of my classes (unfortunately it isn't the one I need for tonight's homework). 

All in all, it was a relatively good day, and I'm hoping tomorrow is the same. Only time will tell.

Also, I live in the Smith this semester.

Here is proof:

Should be an interesting experience.

Fall 2013 goals.

It's that time of the year again...I guess. Here are my goals for the next three months.

• Make new friends. I don't care how many I do make. I just need to meet new people.
• Workout three times a week. Even if its just 20 crunches in my room. I just need to get healthier.
• Try to eat something healthy (healthier than pizza, at least) every day.
• Work 25 hours every week, if not more.
• Save as much money as possible just in case I can't find a job in Utah.
• Find a job in Utah, since I'm moving back there for the winter.
• Go to a BYU football game. (OCTOBER 12TH!! Possibly.)
• Go to the temple every two weeks.
• Read scriptures and pray daily.
• 3.0 final GPA for the semester, because I need to get my cumulative one up.
• No overall grade lower than a C. I really need to be doing better in school.
• Read three books, not counting the ones I have to read for school.
• Get caught up in rent and stay on top of my bills.
• Write in my story at least once.
• Take lots of pictures, and post them on here.
• No dates. Now some might be going, "but Kelsi, you always want to go on dates. What's wrong with you?" Nothing is wrong. I've just decided to take this semester and focus on me, myself, and I. I need to learn to love myself before I can expect anyone outside of family and roommates to love me. If I get asked on dates, that'd be cool, and I would obviously go. And if I really want to, I'll ask a guy on a date. But I'm not going to make it a goal to go on a certain amount, and I'm not going to expect to go on any dates.

Hopefully I can stay on top of these goals better than I did last semester.