has one word to describe it....stressful.
I have one week of classes left and then I am done. Done I tell you! Okay well not so done. I start a crash course in psych on the 2nd of January. This way I will better be able to understand all of the weirdos that I am surrounded by. Wait, maybe I am the weirdo and the rest of you are the normal ones, although this would imply that the previous statement stated that I was normal. I am not and you are prolly not a weirdo either.
Anyhow back to this week. It all began with a flight back from Colorado, which was just grand. It has since been followed up with nightmares, dreaded exams, overdue papers, cold weather (and not just any cold weather, Boston cold weather which is about 10x worse than anywhere else), the grumps, the munchies, and over indulgence.
On the other hand I have finally, after a very long struggle, come to a deeper understanding of my faith and what it means.
I guess with the bad always comes the good.
Oh and P.S. I am going back to Colorado in about 2 weeks. Can't wait...
6.12.06
2.12.06
Ahh the joys.....
So I decided a couple of weeks ago to buy a ticket home for a friends wedding reception. She got married last weekend (Thanksgiving weekend) in Salt Lake but I couldn't go because tickets were just a little too expensive.
Anyhow, I showed up to Logan Airport at 5:50 last night. Exactly one hour from the time my flight was scheduled to depart. I checked in and all seemed to be going well. I even took a few extra minutes to stop by the book store and pick-up a new book (this seems to have become a kind of tradition). As I made my way to the gate- happy for the opportunity for a brief trip home, I noticed a long line at the checkin desk. My first thought was, "Great, they are just now beginning to board!" so I did what everyone would do. I took a seat and waited for them to call my number.
After a few minutes I noticed that the line was not getting any shorter and I began to wonder..."is there something wrong with my flight." So I took a wander up to the checkin desk at a nearby gate and made an inquiry. Lo and behold the flight was delayed due to weather...
Funny thing earlier that day I had a conversation with a friend about how fortunate I had been in not experiencing flight delays out of Boston due to weather....
Anyhow, come to find out all flights were grounded. All except for that direct flight that has just been cleared...any guesses as to where is was going? Yep, that's right, Denver. It had just left the ground.
The down side about my current situation...my flight from Boston to Denver was not a direct flight. Because of the flight delay there was a 99.9% chance that I would miss my connecting flight in Washington/Dulles, which also happened to be the last flight to Denver that day. Either I could fly to Dulles and take the chance, which would most likely result in missing my flight and having to stay in Dulles overnight, or I could change my itinerary. My current itinerary was set for me leave Friday night and return Sunday afternoon. My new itinerary would be for me to leave Saturday morning and come back on Sunday afternoon.
So I did what any logical person would do....I changed my flight. Perfect....I could crash at a friends house in Boston. Get up at 5:30am to make my 7:15 flight and I would arrive in Denver at 10:15. If only....
So I got up this morning, thinking that everything was set. I took a shower, got dressed, gathered the few things that I had with me...
I should also mention I had decided to leave my luggage on the flight that I was supposed to be on last night. I thought that this was a nice alternative to having to wait another hour in the airport for them to find my bag. My luggage would then fly to Dulles and be put on the first flight out this morning arriving about 10 minutes after my currently scheduled flight.
So finally I arrive at the airport an hour before my flight is scheduled to take off, 6:15am to be exact. I make it through security without any hitches- I had gone through the same thing less than 12 hours previously, and I make my way to the gate. It's a beautiful morning in Boston so I am not concerned about the weather at this point in time.
When I arrive at the gate I notice that the time posted on the sign behind the checkin desk was a bit different than what I had expected. Hoping that the sign saying 10:30 is incorrect I search out the closest Departure/Arrival monitors. Lo and behold the board had not lied to me. I have arrived 4 hours before my flight was scheduled to depart. Reason for the delay....the crew needed more sleep....
As I sit here now...biding my time....I think to myself, "If only I had checked the airlines website prior to leaving my friends house, I could be nicely tucked in bed right now just like the flight crew..." Instead I am left with 2.5 hours to kill- good thing I brought all that HW with me.
The great thing about this experience so far (besides spending some much needed time with a good friend last night) is that I was able to change my return flight. It is now a direct flight out of Denver departing at 6:30pm. That means that by the time I arrive in Denver today I will have 29 hours before having to return to the airport only to repeat the checkin-security-boarding process all over again tomorrow....
Anyhow, I showed up to Logan Airport at 5:50 last night. Exactly one hour from the time my flight was scheduled to depart. I checked in and all seemed to be going well. I even took a few extra minutes to stop by the book store and pick-up a new book (this seems to have become a kind of tradition). As I made my way to the gate- happy for the opportunity for a brief trip home, I noticed a long line at the checkin desk. My first thought was, "Great, they are just now beginning to board!" so I did what everyone would do. I took a seat and waited for them to call my number.
After a few minutes I noticed that the line was not getting any shorter and I began to wonder..."is there something wrong with my flight." So I took a wander up to the checkin desk at a nearby gate and made an inquiry. Lo and behold the flight was delayed due to weather...
Funny thing earlier that day I had a conversation with a friend about how fortunate I had been in not experiencing flight delays out of Boston due to weather....
Anyhow, come to find out all flights were grounded. All except for that direct flight that has just been cleared...any guesses as to where is was going? Yep, that's right, Denver. It had just left the ground.
The down side about my current situation...my flight from Boston to Denver was not a direct flight. Because of the flight delay there was a 99.9% chance that I would miss my connecting flight in Washington/Dulles, which also happened to be the last flight to Denver that day. Either I could fly to Dulles and take the chance, which would most likely result in missing my flight and having to stay in Dulles overnight, or I could change my itinerary. My current itinerary was set for me leave Friday night and return Sunday afternoon. My new itinerary would be for me to leave Saturday morning and come back on Sunday afternoon.
So I did what any logical person would do....I changed my flight. Perfect....I could crash at a friends house in Boston. Get up at 5:30am to make my 7:15 flight and I would arrive in Denver at 10:15. If only....
So I got up this morning, thinking that everything was set. I took a shower, got dressed, gathered the few things that I had with me...
I should also mention I had decided to leave my luggage on the flight that I was supposed to be on last night. I thought that this was a nice alternative to having to wait another hour in the airport for them to find my bag. My luggage would then fly to Dulles and be put on the first flight out this morning arriving about 10 minutes after my currently scheduled flight.
So finally I arrive at the airport an hour before my flight is scheduled to take off, 6:15am to be exact. I make it through security without any hitches- I had gone through the same thing less than 12 hours previously, and I make my way to the gate. It's a beautiful morning in Boston so I am not concerned about the weather at this point in time.
When I arrive at the gate I notice that the time posted on the sign behind the checkin desk was a bit different than what I had expected. Hoping that the sign saying 10:30 is incorrect I search out the closest Departure/Arrival monitors. Lo and behold the board had not lied to me. I have arrived 4 hours before my flight was scheduled to depart. Reason for the delay....the crew needed more sleep....
As I sit here now...biding my time....I think to myself, "If only I had checked the airlines website prior to leaving my friends house, I could be nicely tucked in bed right now just like the flight crew..." Instead I am left with 2.5 hours to kill- good thing I brought all that HW with me.
The great thing about this experience so far (besides spending some much needed time with a good friend last night) is that I was able to change my return flight. It is now a direct flight out of Denver departing at 6:30pm. That means that by the time I arrive in Denver today I will have 29 hours before having to return to the airport only to repeat the checkin-security-boarding process all over again tomorrow....
28.11.06
Why the change???
Well someone was kind enough to point out that I am a loon. I mean that I may be going crazy...or is it that I have gone crazy. I mean who in the world would have a blog with an address like gallivantingmonkeys....and be smart enough to misspell monkeys....oh wait!
I guess that is the reason for the change.
I guess that is the reason for the change.
8.11.06
12 People, 12 Comments (take two)
1. I love you. You are amazing and I am so very grateful you are a part of my life. I wouldn't be who I am today with out you.
2. I am sorry...I really am trying to improve. Just give me time.
3. I miss you.
4. Do you know how incredible you are. You are smart, attractive, spiritual, and much, much more. You have blessed so many lives but just being you. I wish that you could see what I see in you.
5. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Now let me share mine; every professor is different. They do not all teach by the same methods. With this being said, all of them will expect you to take responsibility for yourself and your actions.
6. I am sorry but I really like my personal space and you have a tendency to constantly intrude upon it. Please maintain your distance, I promise you will not fall of the edge of the earth.
7. One day when I grow up I want to be just like you. I want to know who I am and be able to live every day consistently not allowing that to change. I want to have the same intensity in my relationships that you do in yours. I want to be an incredible mom like you with children just as wonderful as yours.
8. It was just a compliment. Don't let it go to your head. Don't over think it and it DOESN'T mean that I like you.
9. I think that there are better ways to use our time than to sit around and talk about others...things like talking about the weather could be a good substitute.
10. Sometimes I think that we would be perfect together. Then other times I realize that I wouldn't be able to go a day without ripping your head off.
11. Why do you sit and waste your life away? Don't you see what you have to offer to the world, to me? You can go out there and be one of the most successful people in your field. And yet you chose to sit around drowning your sorrows. You are incredible, you are intelligent, you are loved and people need you. I need you.
12. WOW!
2. I am sorry...I really am trying to improve. Just give me time.
3. I miss you.
4. Do you know how incredible you are. You are smart, attractive, spiritual, and much, much more. You have blessed so many lives but just being you. I wish that you could see what I see in you.
5. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Now let me share mine; every professor is different. They do not all teach by the same methods. With this being said, all of them will expect you to take responsibility for yourself and your actions.
6. I am sorry but I really like my personal space and you have a tendency to constantly intrude upon it. Please maintain your distance, I promise you will not fall of the edge of the earth.
7. One day when I grow up I want to be just like you. I want to know who I am and be able to live every day consistently not allowing that to change. I want to have the same intensity in my relationships that you do in yours. I want to be an incredible mom like you with children just as wonderful as yours.
8. It was just a compliment. Don't let it go to your head. Don't over think it and it DOESN'T mean that I like you.
9. I think that there are better ways to use our time than to sit around and talk about others...things like talking about the weather could be a good substitute.
10. Sometimes I think that we would be perfect together. Then other times I realize that I wouldn't be able to go a day without ripping your head off.
11. Why do you sit and waste your life away? Don't you see what you have to offer to the world, to me? You can go out there and be one of the most successful people in your field. And yet you chose to sit around drowning your sorrows. You are incredible, you are intelligent, you are loved and people need you. I need you.
12. WOW!
Happiness....
Just a few things that make me happy:
the sun
my mom
liquid sun (when it's raining and sun is still shining)
the Gospel
people: those that I love, those that I don't know or am just getting to know, acquaintances...
children: watching them laugh, dance, run, sing, seeing a child learn something new....
Franklin: the sounds of his laughter and the pitter patter of his feet, the sound of his voice (even if he is screaming)
seeing happiness in the lives of those that I know and love
the smell of a campfire
the Rocky Mountains
LIFE.
the sun
my mom
liquid sun (when it's raining and sun is still shining)
the Gospel
people: those that I love, those that I don't know or am just getting to know, acquaintances...
children: watching them laugh, dance, run, sing, seeing a child learn something new....
Franklin: the sounds of his laughter and the pitter patter of his feet, the sound of his voice (even if he is screaming)
seeing happiness in the lives of those that I know and love
the smell of a campfire
the Rocky Mountains
LIFE.
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