Self Exploration

so, basically, pretty much, as i attend the famous Dixie State College, I am currently on my way to an Associates Degree in general stuff. My favorite explanation of gettin yer generals was from my advisor, she called it "Self Exploration" At first I thought ya i like that name, then i realized, WOW. self exploration...lucky me....i'm paying a ridiculous amount of money to explore myself....that sentence could've been taken inappropriately but you know i didn't mean it like that, anyway, i felt pretty lame after my mind reached this conclusion. On the bright (sarcastic) side, I found out something about myself this semester, I really, really, really, dislike, well lets say strongly dislike, well no, for this one were gonna use the word HATE, (in all capitol letters--take note of that) GEOLOGY. Good Ole (frickin) Geology 1010. I really hate it. I like learning, or should I say self-exploring, but ya know what? I hate geology. It is officially worse than math I think. I dont know what it is that gets me, no actually I do know, Not only am i paying to self explore my way to a degree that is "guaranteed" me to make more money than any regular high school graduate, but to make matters even more special, I am paying money to learn about rocks. Personally, I think my interest for rocks left me right around Kindergarten. Maybe it'd be better if my teacher kinda had some sort of idea where i'm comin from, but no he is definitely OBSESSED with rocks. In fact, we were SUPPOSED to be done with the rock chapters and the whole bit of classifying them, (igneous, metamorphic, or sedimentary...take your pick) after midterms. Chapters 1-9 we spent on rocks. then we were tested on them, so then were SUPPOSED to be done right? WRONG. my teacher said to us the first class after midterms, right when i was feelin like ok i may be able to handle this class were done with all the rock chapters, these were the almost exact words that came out of his mouth, "Don't think that we're done with classifying rocks, (my heart sinks right about this moment) were still gonna work on this guys i want you to get really good at this, so we'll be spending more class time classifying rocks" WHY? WHY? WHYYYYYY? none of the chapters in the rest of the entire textbook talk about classifying dang rocks. but does that matter to him? apparently not. i hate college. at least for today, as i stare at my open geology textbook, I HATE college.

Dis Isss Mi Nu Powst.

I thought i'd get a little creative with the title there. SO. sammy's life consists of: homework, homework, lack of sleep, guilt for not doing the homework that needs to be done so badly, guilt for not doing the homework early like i told myself i would, eat, feel a little guilty for stopping at dairy queen to do so, a cherished moment of being able to work out here and there, lack of sleep, go to class, particularly geology to learn about dumb rocks, then home, then sleep hopefully, find a blessed moment to write colten a letter or two, check email/blog while wishing i could just easily delete my facebook because i dislike it so much, write another list of junk that i need to do before i move, feel a little guilty that i haven't done more to prepare to move, think about saving money, worry about getting a job in provo, hope that the job options come thru, (on a more serious note)-LOVING every monday morning email from my bestest friend and mi love colten, Love every letter i get, (especially when they are three pages instead of just two but i'm grateful when they are just two too) Loving and cherishing and feeling so much better when i go to institute classes, (back to bitter sarcasm), go to work, sit at desk and do homework and then stay up till weee hours of the mornin to close the theater, and then going home and doing none other than....dun duh duh dah....drum roll please....ta dah! HOMEWORK. BUT, then, when i do go to sleep its nice. me likey sleepy.

Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeen.

so this is where i was on halloween. the theater:) mr moser=phantom, daven=candy striped nurse, me= cavewoman (i have a bone barrette in my hair) and up above is alli hinton and her boyfriend ryan drake they are dressed as zombies and they looked so freakin cute together. i love that pic of them. my hair was quite large. i love krimpin my hair. i truly love it. who agrees that krimping your hair should be back in style? i am dead serious when make that kind of a statement. i love krimped hair. i really do.

just so ya know there are so many little annoying tasks ya have to do when ya transfer schools. but, good news- i got a 96% on my history test last week. i was so excited. oh so excited. i've got a few job ideas/offers for up in provo- looks like things will work out after all :) it'll be weird but good. oh so good.

Welp, i'm a movin.

It looks like Ms Most Likely To Never Leave Hurricane- is leavin. dont think i'm crazy tho it's only for (most likely..haha) 4 months. If for some strange, odd, random reason i love it too much to come back y'all will hear about it. but i'm pretty sure it'll just reinforce my strong liking of good ole H-town. i'll have to say goodbye to my truck for a little while- but i'll visit ole blue here and there. i wrestled with the decision after it wouldnt leave my mind- i was pretty decided that i was not gonna leave when i started having a feeling otherwisea nd then i prayed and pondered and prayed and discussed and prayed and made lists and prayed and then the answer came. so provo, utah- happy valley- i can't believe i'm saying this- but here i come. yippy skippy.....

This pic was taken by my amazing sister Rowena (aka Jennifer) Chamberlain and I'd say she does a good ole job theres lots more but there is just one of my favs. dont have time to put up the rest but ya there ya go. You can check out her blog- rowenasrantings.blogspot.com if ya wanna. she funny and talented:)

The Lord Answers Prayers- Sammy the Hunter

This here is an answer to prayer. First hunting trip-prayed and asked the Lord that if it be His will I should get an elk. I trusted in Him, and I must say that when i had my gun ready and i had the crosshairs on this guy- this 7point bull elk-- my arms were shaking i was filled with adrenaline, and I said ok, Heavenly Father help me out here- then i counted in my head...1...2...3...(while i'm takin my time my dad was calling the elk to keep him interested in what was across the lil valley approx 170 yards away and our guide i think was thinking just shoot him!) then BOOM! shot him right through the chest- one bullet, he took a couple spasm steps and dropped to the ground. sorry if this is a bit gorey, or sad, but the beauty is that this meat will go to families that need it, not to me. That is why the Lord helped me. I was just an instrument in his hands (who found out she has a pretty good shot...) how else do you explain me only shooting this 270 twice earlier that day just to practice- then the third shot musta been the lucky charm...no it was divine intervention. I believe the Lord always takes care of us when we trust in Him. I believe animals are on this earth for the use of man, not for sport but for good reason and I think because I went in with the right attitude, I came out with a win. I'm very thankful.

My testimony is like unto Ammon's, in Alma 26:12 "Yea, I know that I am nothing; as to my strength I am weak; therefore I will not boast of myself, but I will boast of my God, for in his strength I can do all things; yea, behold, many mighty miracles we have wrought in this land, for which we will praise his name forever.

and in verse 16: Therefore, let us glory, yea we will glory in the Lord; yea we will rejoice, for our joy is full; yea, we will praise our God forever. Behold, who can glory too much in the Lord? Yea, who can say too much of his great power, and of his mercy, and of his long-suffering towards the children of men? Behold, I say unto you, I cannot say the smallest part which I feel.

she's ALL mine..... Jealous?

This here folks is OLE BLUE. That is the name of this lil beauty. I own this truck completely. No payments- no loans- no crap she's all mine. and guess what? i got a way good deal on it. I have a thing for old trucks. idk what it is but i jus do. So my dad got this truck at an auction for a waaaay good deal, brought it home and i saw it and i was like----ooooh snap. so, i busted out the amount he required- in cash--and guess what? i now own this 1986 Ford. I'm normally a chevy girl but this deal was too good to pass up. get this- its how old? do the math... and it only has 76000 miles on it! its a 4-speed so i'm a lil rusty at drivin it but i successfully drove it to lunch today with me an my mom. the interior is blue, and it has a super duper velvety soft plush seat with no rips or anything. The radio works, everything drives fine. we had to get new batteries but now its puttin along pertily. :) haha. Charlee and i decided ole blue (well i pretty much decided with charlee on the phone and laughing at me the whole time for what a nerd i am) would be the perfect name.

Here is what the truck needs:

a serious detailing- there's dirt in there thats probably from 1986.

a paint job- well do you think it needs one? i kinda like the multi-colored finish that it has. we got blue goin on, we got some gray, we got some rusty orangeness, i'm pretty sure those are falls hottest colors so the paint job we may put on hold. (also we might be putting it on hold because colten paints cars and could do wonders with this heap of happiness)

a new tailight- only on one side tho

a new stereo system--this one i really dont know about i kinda like the feel of a staticky country radio station blazin through the popping speakers when driving down a dirt road (i'm dead serious no sarcasm on this one cuz i really like that feeling)

new windshield wipers- idk if they've ever been replaced...haha

im probably missing something but so far thats what i know i need. :)

i'm on cloud 15 as of monday september 21st, 2009. call me a nerd- i'm ok with that i just like this truck. i'm so excited. :) :) :) so be honest, aren't ya jealous? haha

Busy.

So i haven't blogged in like a month. or more. ok more because its now september. and my last one was in july. you see? i am blonder now because i'm going crazy because i'm so busy because my dad is...well he is my dad and he has led me to become a workaholic. i dont know what else to do but work. and go to school. hahaha. no i'm glad i'm doing what i'm doing. All the things i'm doing in my life all work together to accomplish certain goals that i have. So its all good. i am taking like Gen Ed classes from dixie. all of which looove to give out lots of reading and homework. I am working still at the theater, the bell tower, for my mom, and trying to get out of doing pedicures as much as possible. You see, i might be starting a couple days a week at a new bridal store in st george called eternity bridal and if i do i'm just gonna say goodbye to the pedicure business because i dont need it and its not my favorite job in the whole wide world. I am also taking 2 institute classes- both of which seem to be EXACTLY what i need in my life right now. funny how that works huh? i think the Lord definitely had a role in helping pick the right classes. I am currently just trying to fit in everything in my schedule. Homework, work, working out, sleep, class, eating, working, working, and working, and then some more homework on top. So, in other words i shall try to keep all who care updated on my life. And i'm gonna try and write more about the truly important things that happen in my life, like the spiritual awakenings haha that i so often need and have. P.S. i so totally only have 11 months left. -crazy huh.