So i'm pretty much a lawyer by now.

In the office where I work, there are two lawyers who are renting out space. Whenever they have somone come in to write a will or something like that, I get to act as a witness. Basically I stand in the room for one minute while the lawyer asks quesitons to the people and then I leave. Not a big deal, but I think its pretty cool. Then after they leave I have to initial and sign like 30 pages of legal documents. I'm a pro by now.

Not only that, but I also do lots and lots of scanning for the lawyers. By doing this, I get to handle years and years worth of legal documents. It's really cool to see how stuff is done and the type of paper work there is to do. I like it. *Plus the hours I spend scanning, I get double the money* Yay.

So at three in the morning today, I wake up to my dog barking SO much and SO loud. I got pretty scared because she only barks like that when strangers (to her) come over. So I was thinking "Oh no! There's a burglar in the house!" So I woke up my mom and we went downstairs together. My dog was in the kitchen, but then she ran outside really fast. It was so loud outside because it sounded like all of the dogs in the neighborhood were barking. They were all going Psycho Crazy!! I don't know why they were all barking; it was weird. It was kinda Twilight Zone-ish. If only it was all in black and white.

Well that was the craziness of last night. My mom and I tried to ask my dog Toby why she was barking in the middle of the night, but no luck. Too bad dogs can't talk.

I dont understand...

people with accents. Specifically, Asain ones. Last year I had a Chemistry class and my TA was Asian. I would go in for help, but I could not understand anything he said no matter how many times he repeated himself. Usually I would end up just asking someone else in the lab for help. It was very frustrating because I wasn't that good at Chemistry in the first place. I hate it.

Well today brought back memories of those good ol' days. I came into work and my internet wasn't working. I tried a few things, but nothing worked and nobody was in the office to help me. Well our business has a tech guy that can help but he works in the Salt Lake office. Goodie. So today I had to call him and guess what? He is Asian and he has a heavy Asian accent! So I had to sit there while he tried to tell me what to do to fix my internet. He kept saying all these words that mean nothing to me and I was SO confused. He got pretty frustrated because I didn't understand anything he was talking about and he even said he needed someone smarter on my end that knew about computers to talk to him. Too bad I was the only one here. After about 30 minutes on the phone with him, we got it fixed. I thought it never would end, but FINALLY it did. I'm glad he put up with me. And I'm glad its over.

These boots were made for walking...

I love the thrift store. Its basically the best. On Saturday I splurged at Goodwill. For me, splurging is anything over $5. Well, I bought these AMAZING boots along with some really nice slacks and a nice shirt for under $15! What a deal! Again...I love the thrift store.

UTAH!

Last Thursday I flew to Utah for my music teacher training. I had some pretty...interesting adventures. My flight was supposed to take off at 8:10pm form Phoenix, BUT there had to be a huge thunder storm at the last minute and we didn't take off until 12:30!! It was the most boring 5 hours of my life. I had no book to read, no ipod, nothing to distract me. I just sat there staring at the wall. About 11:00, however, a boy started talking to me. He was really nice and super attractive. Too bad he was 16. But we talked for the rest of the time in the airport and on the plane. It was nice to have someone to talk to at least.

After my plane landed at 3am I got to drive with my future boss (who I had never met before) for another hour to Provo. yay! I was SO happy that the first impression she got of me was me being super tired and way out of it.

Anyways around 4 a sleepwalking Sam let me into her apartment where I crashed until 8:30. Then I had to get ready, get on the bus and train for 9 hours!! Ouch. It was a long day. THat night wasn't anything that special. We just got some dinner and watched Nacho Libre...or everyone watched it and I slept on the couch.

The next day i had 8 more hours of wonderful training (did I mention that usually people trian for 6 weeks for this job? I only got two days!!). Aftertraining, I was supposed to meet up with my friend Natalie who works for the same place I do. She said she would be home around 8:30 and Sam had to go somewhere at 7:00, so Sam gave me a key.

While I waited, I decided to go for a walk around campus. As I was walking away from the apartment I remembered that I forgot the key in the apartment. I am so smart. I figured it wasn't that long until Natalie came, so I just kept walking....and walking....and walking....like the pioneers. I did this because Natalie never called and wouldn't answer. So I walked up and down the big stairs at BYU TWICE and then I just roamed around downtown Provo. It was actually pretty fun for the first hour. I got to see where I'm going to live in the Fall and other places.

At around 9:00 I realized that it was getting dark. Scary. So I started to walk back to Heritage (Sam lives here). It was a long walk back. I got there around 9:30 and waited....and waited....and waited. Did I mention I called everyone in Provo that I know (even someone i've only met like 3 times) about two times. I called Sam like 5 times, but no answer. NO ONE answered and I was all by myself in the dark. Sitting on a dark hill. Good tims.

Finally Natalie called and we played some sweet Mario Kart on the Wii and ate delicious brownies and then I went back to Sams. Thankfully she was there to let me in.

It was already almost midnight by this time so I thought that we would just go to bed, but then Sam got hyper and we decided to go visit some of her friends. We had a mini devotional outside of the apartments that was really neat. We just decided to read a conference talk and then discuss it. I loved it. I love Utah. I love BYU. I love how we could just sit there and discuss our beliefs out in the open and nobody thought we were weird or stupid.

So after this, We went home and Sam and I decided to sleep on the roof. There are no RA's or Hall Advisors in that building, so why not?Icalled Jason to see if it was a bad thing to do. He gave us the OK, so we figured we were pretty safe. By the way, Jason was the super-strict-no-slack-nazi-RA at Wyview last year. Anyways, we took both of our matresses up to the roof with our blankets and pillows (which was quite a feat) and slept on the roof under the stars. It was amazing. The weather was perfect for it.

Well the next day was my going home day....sad. I wanted to go to church with Sam, but I had to catch my plane instead. And guess what? I got to do a mini cramming training session on the way back to Phoenix with my boss. Man, I was totally too full of information by that time that I dont think I retained anything, but oh well.

So end my adventures in Provo..........for now.

Yummm

A few minutes ago, I was sitting at work and my friend Katie Standage came in with a girl and game me a free HUGE double fudge brownie sundae. They both work in th Marble Slab Creamery for my boss. Cool.

Sick?

This weekend for the Fourth of July I went to Taylor, AZ with Mary and Suzie and the Tutts. We drove up there on Friday afternoon. It was fun to just hang out and enjoy the nice weather. It rained some while we were there, so it was nice and cool. That night we went to Suzanne's 13-year-old cousin's birthday party. We ate dinner and cake at a park. It was pretty sweet. What was even more sweet was that there was a two-seater dinosaur rocker thing there. He was pretty cool. Suzie lovingly named him Chaunce. It suits him.

Other than the birthday party, there were no celebrations on the 4th. Weird. I don't know why the town of Taylor decided to celebrate it on the 5th, but they did. And boy do they know how to celebrate. They shoot off anvils. Yep, those big honkin' heavy metal things that look like this:

That whole ordeal started around 4 am. It was so loud. There was a band playing and people honking their horns and there was a fire truck thrown in the mix as well. It was actually kinda fun to be woken up that early and thinking "Hey, there are the anvils." We could have gone and watched them, but we were too lazy.

Later that morning I experienced something I never had before: fainting. I was in a lot of pain that morning when I woke up due to womanly issues, and so I went to the kitchen and asked Sis Tutt if she had any advil. Nope. The pain got worse and worse and I was about to cry. Sis Tutt then proceeded to the kitchen table where everyone was seated for breakfast and asked if anyone had any medicine. I was gripping the edge of the table at this point because I couldn't really stand. Then I blinked and half of my vision was gone. I blinked again and everything was black. Then I opened my eyes and I was on the floor.

Let me tell you, it was the most surreal thing I have ever experienced. I don't remember how I got on the floor, though everyone told me I hit my head on the counter and the tile floor as I went down. When I woke up, it felt like I was just waking up from sleeping. I expected to be in my bed, but instead I woke up with seven worried faces looking at me. I was really confused until the pain came back in full force. It was then that I wished I was still unconscious. So Bro and Sis Tutt helped me lay down on an air mattress and retrieved some pills from Suzie's uncle and aunt. Then everyone went to a patriotic program and I was left to sleep. Overall, it was not a fun experience, but I was able to joke about it later that day when I was feeling fine.

We left for home later that afternoon after lunch. It was a pretty fun trip. Too bad I missed all the patriotic stuff and celebrations. It's kinda ironic seeing that I went to celebrate the 4th of July. Oh well.

One more funny thing. At least I think its funny. So right before we headed back home, we stopped and Suzanne's aunt and uncle's house (the ones with the pills). We waited in the car, but everyone came out to say Bye. Suzie's cousin Preston came out with them (not the one with the birthday but his brother) and he stuck his head in the car, looked at me, and said, "Sick?" That was it. I was a little bit confused, but I responded with a "No, I'm alright now, thanks." Then he left. It was a little strange. I mean, he is an RM. Me must know how to talk to people seeing as thats all he did for 2 years straight. I found it pretty funny. He truly is a man of few words.

Anyway...thats my eventful trip to Taylor, AZ!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I. GOT. THE. JOB! I officially get to teach music classes starting the fall!! I am SOO excited right now! I can't contain it! I'm shaking a little bit and I want to scream! But I can't...i'm at work.

The best part? She is flying my up to Utah in a week to train! EXCITEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is probably a really annoying post with all the CAPS and !!! but I dont care! I'm am psyched!

I picked a good career.

In my spare time I like to plan. I budget my money. Plan my school schedule. Plan my future. I like that sort of stuff.

So today I was looking at how much money i'm going to make when I start my career as a dental hygienist, and I was very pleasantly surprised. The average wage was $71, 453. And I only need an Associates degree! Sweet! On the "Fast Growing Occupations in AZ" website, it said that this is the second highest paying career. It's second only to Pharmacists, who make about $88,000 a year. My brother, Mike, is going to be a pharmacist. I guess good career-pickin' runs in the fam.

Other things that make this career fantastic?
*Flexible hours
*Only have to work 1 day a month to keep license
*Get to wear scrubs (I'm way excited about this)
*I get to give people something to smile about
*Did I mention the great pay? Starting hygienists get an average of $50-$120 an hour.

I can't wait to start. Now all I gotta do is get into the program at UVU, finish up school, and take the tests. Whoop-dee-doo!

40 inches?!?!

Today my boss called me into one of the back offices to help him with something. So I went back there and what do I find? My boss got a new monitor for one of the girls that works here! Not just any monitor, though. It was at least 40"!! That's big. I was in that office yesterday and the monitor was sitting there next to the TWO nice 24 inchers already in place. I thought it was a TV waiting to be installed. Nope. Its a computer screen. Yeah it's nice and everything and I'm sure Jen really likes it....but....why? She already had two screens! Wasn't that enough? She even told me it really wasn't necessary. I don't understand my bosses sometimes. Here are some visuals:


A normal monitor.

What my co-worker had.


What she has now.

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...I don't do much. I'm usually bored all day at work. I'm basically here to answer phones and do random things if my bosses need me, which isn't that often, and never takes very long. Don't get me wrong, I like having a job where they pay me to sit there and look pretty for the people who walk in the door and answer an occasional phone, but it gets really boring. I don't like to be bored. I don't like to not do much.