The world is your oyster!: August 2011        

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dance parties
dressing up
love :)


My name is Heather.

I am 22 years old.

I am an East Coast girl
who also loves Utah.

I love my life. How could I not?

The world is my oyster :)
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011


The other day, some guy with great pecs picked me up from working at Coldstone.

We went to Cafe West, which is in the hospital and has amazing food that is also super-cheap. While we were in line trying to decide what to order, the lady at the register (named Karma) said, "You guys just look so cute together! You're both just so blonde and cute."

We thought that was sweet of her. Then I looked at our friendship on facebook. This is what I found:

Yep. We're super-cute.


Tuesday, August 30, 2011

How to Look Like a Freshman 101

Another semester is beginning, and I feel like my beloved campus in under attack. The population on campus seems to have septupled overnight, and I am not the happiest camper about it.

1. Class Tardiness

If you want to look like an upperclassman, stroll in a few minutes late, looking unconcerned.

If you want to look like it is your second or third semester, rush in a few minutes late looking slightly flustered but not breathing heavily and dripping sweat.

If you want to look like a freshman, dash frantically into your class after attacking several more knowledgeable looking students asking for directions.

2. Lunchtime

Upperclassmen look around at the crowd, annoyed. They find a table quickly and set their stuff down to save their spot before getting in one of the appallingly long lines. They sometimes bring their own lunches or snacks in order to avoid the lines altogether.

Relatively experienced students will have a look of grudging resignation as they scan the jampacked CougarEat. They have not mastered the art of finding a table, but usually will not plunk down at a table with strangers and try to strike up a conversation. They wait in line for their entire break, scarf down their food, and then hurry off to their next class.

Freshmen, almost without fail, have a meal plan. They do not pack a lunch for themselves. They can never seem to find a table. They usually end up sidling up to a table with an empty seat and asking if they can join the people already there. They see it as a nice way to make friends. It seems like upperclassmen have gotten over this pretty quickly and just want to sit and eat in peace. If they can't find a table at the CougarEat, they will find one elsewhere or get their food to go.

3. Walking Home

Older students know their way around Provo. They know how to find a place just by knowing it's address. (When someone asks them, mystified, how they can do this, they shrug and say something about a grid system. Whatever.)

Sophomores have usually just moved out of freshmen housing and are more likely to get lost and call their friends for directions.

Freshmen typically do not know directions yet and are uncomfortable going anywhere other than their apartment, if they are just walking. Some people never grow out of this. Oh, me. That's me. I called Aimee about 4 times trying to get home from campus yesterday.

4. Dance Classes

If you want to look like a freshman, the best way to do this is by taking a 100 level dance class. It is easy easy easy to pick out which of the male dancers are freshmen.

5. The Bookstore

Buy all your books at the BYU Bookstore. Wince a little as you hand over your card, but just accept the outrageous prices as a fact of life. Don't think to look on or Don't even consider asking friends who may have taken the class before you or going to Boomerang Books to see if there are better deals there. That's not what you do if you want to look like a freshman.

6. Parking

There is no way to not look like a freshman when it comes to parking. It is heinous. It is atrocious. The only solution would be to bring back the bus passes.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

I think I have a sign on my head that says

"Feed Me." Because for the past 2 days, that is all that people have done when they see me. It is great!

Monday breakfast: donuts from French class.

Monday midmorning snack: cookie from Rachel.

Monday lunch: baked beans, pulled pork sandwich, and mashed potatoes from BYUSA in celebration of the term ending.

Monday midafternoon snack: some sort of bread or something in the Writing Center.

Monday dinner: dinner at the 2nd counselor in my bishopric's house. Asian chicken salad wrap, grapes, vegetables and ranch dressing, pink lemonade and raspberry lemon sorbet for dessert.

Monday after-dinner: food from Shoots. Winnie came over and brought some of my favorite things from her restaurant. Which is amazing.

Monday dessert: then Jacob came over and brought me a Rolo McFlurry from McDonalds. Delicus.

Tuesday breakfast: Brick Oven pizza, strawberries, and salad from the Writing Center.

Tuesday lunch: same thing.

Tuesday snack: donuts from the Writing Center.

Tuesday dinner: I wasn't even hungry.

Wednesday breakfast: Zucchini bread from Brad at the Writing Center.

Wednesday lunch: ? I'm about to go out on a lunch date now so we'll see :)