Surviving the Winter Months

Winter in Provo means one thing, Finals!!! Now to some finals is just another test but to the rest of us it is the one week that can destroy our future as human beings. Ok so I exaggerate a little, but it doesn't change the fact that we hate finals. To be honest I don't think finals should be allowed in academia, test usually don't show a student's knowledge about a subject, so why do we take them, and why should one simple test have such a huge impact on my final grade, which could determine if I can get into the program that I want too. Maybe it's just the the whole idea of educational Darwinism, if you are willing to study enough to get a good grade on a final you might actually have a good work ethic.

Now that I got the whole finals thing out of the way there is something else we have to survive during this wonderful time of year, commercialization. With Christmas I always like to see the lights and the specials on TV but really, does ever single famous artist have to release a Christmas Album with every single Christmas song ever written. Don't get me wrong I love Christmas music, but that doesn't mean I have to hear someone like Justin Beiber sing Chestnuts Roasting on an open fire considering that Nat King Cole recorded a better one back in the day, and by the way Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer should not have an electric guitar solo in the middle of it. I you are an aspiring musician and want to hit it big, write an ORIGINAL and timeless Christmas song and release it sometime around the 10th of December, it worked in for the guys in the 50s.

Migration Season

It was a normal Saturday, I got an opportunity to play a little bit of soccer in an indoor field. Everything went well, I was enjoying my spot at goalie until the last shot. No, I didn't mess up and miss an important save, instead I made an awesome save, and I almost broke my hand doing it. It just hurt and my wrist still hurts a little four days after the fact.

Why did I title this port "Migration Season" if all I was going to do is gripe about my pain. Its because I am going to gripe about travel too.

Yesterday was they day for me to leave, the plan was noon, go to my Portuguese class turn in my paper and head out, the only problem is that I didn't have my paper ready to turn in yet, so cue the hours of computer time and the new adjusted departure time of 4pm. It was hard for me to believe how bad the traffic was in Provo, it took me 30 min to get out of town. Still no problems until I the freeway stopped, literally it stopped. There was an accident some where around Hill air force base, so cue a thirty minute delay, the rest of the trip at least went well, no problems no more wrecks and no more traffic. So all I have to say is it is time to relax.

For everyone who is traveling this week, have a good and safe trip and a happy thanks giving.

And So it Starts

I was sitting in the student center just chilling when it came to me, I should start a blog. Why? Because I had some free time.

Now about what was going on in the student center well some bands were advertising for a battle of the bands thing this weekend, and after hearing Living on a prayer being sung off key I though all hope was gone for the battle this weekend, but then the following groups came up and hope was reborn.

Now another thing, this is the last week of classes before I take a wonderful 6-7 hour drive home for thanksgiving, which means only one week until I will be gorging myself on a wonderful meal and causing injuries in a little game of football with the guys back home.

Now I suppose you are wondering who the heck I am. To put it simply I am a college student at BYU (this caused me to almost put the title of "A Wolfe in Cougar-town" but I decided against that due to the possibility of misunderstandings), I speak Portuguese, and I am a history teaching major. Does that answer all of your questions? No, too bad I guess you will just have to keep reading.