Possibly Insightful Ramblings

The bell tower is one of my favorite parts about BYU campus. Hearing "Come, Come, Ye Saints" on the hour has lifted my spirits countless times when school was getting difficult. And noontime and pre-devotional concerts just make me happy. And I will always love the memory of sitting in my freshman apartment listening to the bells play. I feel a deep connection to that white tower that produces the music that has been an integral part of my college life. A couple months ago, I had the opportunity to climb up the tiny, spiral staircase in the center of the bell tower and play the carillon. (I feel slightly bad for anyone who was down on campus listening while I plunked out a few notes on the keyboard - but I enjoyed it!) I had ascended the bell tower once before, as a child, but this time was different because the bell tower had become a dear friend during my years at BYU. Cute little red spiral staircase. It's so long that you get kinda dizzy by the time you reac...

Despite my best intentions to write several blog posts over the past month, not a single one of them materialized. Which means I'll be playing catch-up now that the cessation of finals has allowed me time to myself. So although they'll be late and probably out of chronological order, those posts will be coming soon. This past semester of college has flown by in a whirlwind of excitement, stress, and wonderful memories. It feels like only yesterday that I was sitting on the floor in o chem on the first day because there weren't enough seats in the auditorium. Now that it's over, it's hard to believe that I actually learned all those reactions and mechanisms. Those late nights with Harold seem so blurred together and I'm amazed at how much I accomplished this semester because it seems so short. But every single midterm took place and every paper was written - somewhere in there. And I learned a ton.   I'm grateful for the many people I met this semester...

"Sealed for time and all eternity." Or at least until rivalry week is over.

Not only does the BYU library provide an environment conducive to studying for American Heritage or Econ 110, it is also an excellent laboratory to research human nature.The more I observe my fellow students, the more I believe that we are basically large electrons. Well, not exactly. But it makes for an interesting discussion. Anyone who has taken chemistry is familiar with the Aufbau or building-up principle. To summarize, there are several different electron shells within an atom. Inside these electron shells are several electron orbitals, each of which holds two electrons. The building-up principle states that before two electrons will be in the same orbital, each orbital must have one electron. So it is at the library. The many tables scattered throughout the various floors of our second home are electron orbitals just waiting to welcome us students as electrons. Before two students will sit at the same table, each table must have at least one student. And once the tables all...

I am convinced that my science professors just want me to get married. And they think that I am not capable of succeeding in that department without their advice and guidance. Out of the goodness of their hearts, then, they impart to me wonderful insights into how I can have a successful dating life. Over my year and a half at BYU, I have received great dating advice from chemistry, biology, and physics professors. My history, English, and other non-science professors, however, have not given me such fantastics dating knowledge. (With the possible exception of mission prep, in which dating counts on our grade . . .) I guess all the other disciplines outside of science trust that their students can successfully handle their dating lives. But those science nerds - wow, they sure need help. Here is what I have gleaned from my scientific dating education thus far: General Dating Advice Don't ask your date her weight - just estimate it when you're figuring out the total weight ...