Bonjour All!!!

You are reading about the newly FREE-from-class, papers, homework, and tutorial reading Adrianne! Yayyy! I had two final tests which weren't too bad, but the worst thing was a horrible paper for ANTHROPOLOGY. Ewwww! I put it off until the night before it was due. It was torture! It was two "small" papers that equaled to be about 10 pages total. With TONS of citing and arguing my opinion that I don't even care about. Ick!

I was at the library from 9pm to 2am. Then, i woke up, went to the temple, and wrote for 2 more hours. Blah. Here are a couple pictures from a little photo-break i took mid-paper.


Signature "greesy hair" look that comes naturally with a stressful night


My roommate Lindsey and myself. TORTURE!

Well, I'm very glad that week is over! Now I'm enjoying spending time with family, ESPECIALLY my adorable nephews and siblings (since Bremen just joined the us three sisters out here in Utah)!

I feel like this is boring, so I'll stop typing here! Happy May!

Well friends, family... I wanted to share with you 2 really fun things I've done lately! Coincidently, I have done them both with the MGs, but anyway...

1) Last weekend, I saw the Emma Smith Movie! It was sooooo amazing! I am continually amazed by the strength of the pioneers-- especially Emma and Joseph Smith! At one point, I found myself crying (big surprise... not) just feeling a tiny twinge of all of the pain she endured. It was a really uplifting movie and one I recommend to all!



I just remembered one of the funny stories I forgot from my previous post. While at the movies to see the Emma Smith movie, I was walking past one of those cardboard stand-ups for the movie "Prom Night." It's a horror movie. Anyway, it showed happy prom people standing on either side of these openable doors. So what do i do? I decide to open the doors. Bad choice. This stupid 13-yr-old-looking-girl was hiding in these doors and jumped out at me. Needless to say, I screamed really loud. Then her gigantic group of middle-school friends started laughing at me. Which caused a ripple effect through the entire hallway (and this place was HUGE!). I almost cried.. kind of.

2. Ok, second fun thing! Last night, I headed up to the Scrapbook USA expo in Jordan, or sandy.. or somewhere. It was HUGE! There were scrapbookers EVERYWHERE! We arrived around 8:00 pm and didn't leave until midnight! I got a ton of dirt-cheap little things for the mission scrapbook I'm making for Jed's coming home present! I don't know why, but it was honestly one of the funnest things I've done here in UT. lame, i know.





They had this really annoying radio guy talking the whole time on a loud speaker. He announced a competition for the most Unique Group. Hello! We were there as MG's... an INTERNATIONAL group of girls who are waiting for missionaries. Well, the contest was originally for the most uniquely dressed group, but we kept screaming and convincing the judges that we should win. So they decided to make up another category for the group with the most unique purpose. He kept looking at us, but then totally betrayed us by giving it to a group of three ladies who claimed to all share the same husband-- polygamists. Hello! That's ILLEGAL! We even have our own website-- like 3 of them! It was a huge let-down to a good night. We won in my book, though!

I had three hilarious stories to share with all of you, but as luck would have it, I forgot all of them but one.

I've got a Donk.
The other night, I parked innocently in a parking space outside of my apartment. Upon exiting my vehicle and starting my way towards my front door, I stop myself. Mistake. I decided to grab the case of water bottles that have been in my trunk for a week so that I won't be totally dehydrated anymore (I aviod drinking tap water at all costs-- literally). So, i open my trunk and reach, not bend,-- reach-- over to grab the case of H2O goodness. As a car appraoches, I try to ingore the heart-thumping beats pounding from the stero, out the open window, and into my ear. The obnoxiously large truck, full of obnosxiously obnoxious young men.. or boys.. drives past. To my utter surprise and humiliation, I hear "BADONKADONK!" being yelled at me. I straighten up and look around to make sure no one witnessed my moment of humiliation. Thankfully, I was all alone. What is a badonkadon, you ask? Well, coming from the ghetto high school, Raytown, I know the answer to such a question. However, I refer to an Urban Dictionary.
1. badonkadonk

An ‘ebonic’ expression for an extremely curvaceous female behind. Women who possess this feature usually have a small waist that violently explodes into a round and juicy posterior


2. badonkadonk
A Gleuteus Maximus that is both:
1)symmetrical (width and depth), and
2)jiggles with ease using only the slightest hip/back popping motion.

(Said in tha club) Man, look at that girl workin that. She's got that badonkadonk!

Demeaning? Yes. Flattering? No.



Sad realization.. this even happens at BYU. I think I'll go cry again after rehashing such a humiliatingly loss of self-worth experience.