Wednesday, February 25, 2009


Are you sure you want to do this? Read this fantastic blog again and again? Well, here goes then.

I have decided to go gradding. Meaning, I have decided to attend grad school. Thank you Heather Beck for the inspiration. Now, I need to figure out where to go. I have been looking around for the last couple days, trying to decide on specifics. Some of my options include: New Zealand- I looked into it, I will let you know what I decide, Houston TX, and BYU. I know, I'm not being specific enough. I will research more and fill you in on all of it later, when I actually have any decisions made on the subject.

I wrote my bro Grant, who's in Portugal on a mission, today. It's been a while and I feel bad about it, because I'm apparently his most dedicated writer and I've even been slacking on writing him. I told him about the sad breakup and the funny stories on my last blog. It turned out to be a two page double sided letter. Congratulations Grant, I found news in my boring life to write you about.

Third, I told my FHE father Kelly my roomie Julene likes him. Julene doesn't have any sort of crush on him as of yet, but we will cultivate the crush in her and nuture it to bloom phase. I would also like to add Julene is in my brother Canute's German class and they just figured that out last week. Apparently it has never come up before, even though I'm her favorite room roommate, and his favorite sister.

Fourthly, the weather today is getting chilly again and I'm wearing shorts anyway. Take that wind. Rhyme yourself out of this cold winter playground. I also found out my great friend Nathan Albrechtsen is engaged. My friend found out from facebook and mentioned it to me. Bah.

Turns out I'm going to be in Germany when this joyous April 25th event occurs. Bollux. The high note on this travesty is I won't be bawling my eyeballs out at his wedding. I do that. I'm a crying idiot. Ask every one of my siblings. It's completely embarrassing and completely true.

However, thanks to my friend Julia, my four polish layered toenails look exquisite. I believe this might possibly be all the news I've got for this weekly post of MERILEE AND HER CRIPPLINGLY BORING LIFESTYLE. Changes will occur in the near future guaranteed. I am giong on a group date Friday and my friend Amelia wants to set me up with her friend John some time soon.

We are MFEO- made for each other- because, get this, we both dislike all the dumb cartoons everyone else loves that come out all the time. I know, sick, but I didn't really enjoy the Incredibles, Kung Fu Panda, and/or WallE. Dumb, all dumb. They have funny lines, but for some reason, I don't enjoy them as much as everyone else I know. Unfortunately, people judge me because of it.

Like this handsome boy in my ward named Charlie. He loves those movies. He did not like Limeny Snicketts: A Series of Unfortunate Events, which I happened to love, even if I'm not sure how to spell it. This may even be my current favorite movie. On the movie plane, we are not soul mates. This is why Amelia thinks John and I are MFEO. I will let you know if he lands in the book or not, but I kind of hope he's normal. Well, normal like me. So crazy. Yeah, so THAT'S all I've got. Love you! Mer

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Camping out in a hammock-

Joke. I don't camp often. It's too cold at night and everything you own turns smokey smelling. Next time I go camping it will probably be in the warm wilderness. Which doesn't exist, so camping won't happen any time soon. Side note: Tons of people adore camping. Why? I'm not sure.

Funny story. Last week my roomie Megan was asked out by our FHE brother Trent. The previous day, after FHE, the roomies had been talking to our FHE father Kelly. Kelly left, the girls were talking about how wonderful he was and our roomie Karly started talking about how hot Trent was. So Megan said, "Which one is Trent? Is he the idiot?" Right after roomie affirmation, Kelly busted back into our house.

Mouths agape, the roomies asked if he'd heard what they said? He said no, but pressed for details. Megan just said, "Oh, we were discussing how wonderful you are and I called Trent an idiot." Kelly then responded, "Trent is an idiot." He left.

The next day Trent called Megan and asked her on a date. When she got off the phone, she asked roomie Julene which FHE brother Trent was. She said, "Is he the idiot?" Yep. They went to dinner and stared at the paint for an hour. Then both went to study groups.

Yesterday we found out Trent had asked Kelly for Meagan's phone number. There are two Megans in our FHE group and he was asking for the other Meagan's digits. Kelly didn't realize this.

However, when Trent asked where she lived, Kelly said Regency 309. Trent said, "No, she lives in Middle Caimbridge." Kelly said no, she lives in Regency. Then Trent realized what had happened and was pretty mad. Turns out he didn't have a study group afterwards, he took his friend to the performance he had tickets for. Impossible to say, but I'm pretty sure love was not in the air.

Funny because: Karly got jealous of Megan's date with Trent because she had already put dibs on him, Megan called Trent an idiot twice (she later said he wasn't a complete idiot, she found out on the date), we had decided Trent had asked her out to prove he wasn't an idiot. Turns out he is a lazy idiot.

I tried doing my taxes today and found out you need another form to fill out if you have a Roth IRA. I have a Roth IRA. The BYU free tax is booked until forever so I can't get it done for free there. I had to pay extra taxes last year because UT wanted any taxes AK didn't take from my paychecks. I also have to pay more to get my state taxes done online. Stupid. Especially since I probably owe taxes again.

My brother Canute and I are working on my Australia greatest job in the world movie application. It's due Sunday, but we're going to try and finish it Wednesday. I need to scan some pictures for it. Wouldn't that be awesome?!? He's going to do some kind of cool animation thread. I'd help him, but I don't know how to do those things.

We had a ward dance Friday night and I brought Jeff. First I had to scan some things in the HBLL. Then, an hour later, we went to the Wilk dance. There was a BYU sponsored dance and we couldn't find the ward dance. Finally it was found, I stopped freaking out, and I spread some sugar cookies with cream cheese frosting. I had six, they were individually delicious.

Jeff was sitting at a table with some people, including my roomie Julene. He was asking magic 8 ball questions with some weird guy sitting at the table who wasn't in our ward. He looked older and kept asking me what I was doing Vday.

I kept telling him I was busy. He asked me out at least six times. Jeff and I were dancing, the guy was passing, and he told the guy he could cut in. I told Jeff I hated him. The guy cut in and asked me out again. I said my boyfriend and I had plans. Then he suggestively asked why my boyfriend wasn't there. I said he was the boy I'd been dancing with. He still ended up asking me out two more times. I thought girls with boyfriends were immune to weirdos.

I am no longer immune. Valentines Day we broke up. It was mutual, but Jeff initiated it. He said if I was going to Germany the end of March and we were breaking up anyway, we might as well break up that day. I suppose that's wise.

He also said he's not getting any younger, 7 months is like asking someone to wait for them on a mission, and he felt like he was in the way of my plans. I said I didn't have any plans. He said we didn't have to close any doors, but we should break up. I said if we didn't love each other after 4 months it probably wasn't going to happen. He also said he didn't feel as though we'd progressed any since our last breakup. All true.

We discussed all this before dinner. I cried. I'm content with the decision, but sad someone so wonderful will be moving on without me. Oh well, I'm moving on as well. We still ate dinner at Tepanyaki and made Valentine's for people afterwards. My roomies didn't even know we were broken up. Surprise, Happy Vday!

I asked him if he would still come over. He said yes, if I'd let him. Yep. So we might still hang out, but now all the creepers in the world will be looking out for me. Perfect. I was nervous about future plans with a semi-boyfriend in the back of my mind. Breaking up cleared this out for me. Nice.

It's for the best. Now I'm trying to reflect on my life and figure out what to do with all my fantastic talents.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

You know you're bored when...

You check out a book on the GRE and GMAT and take the pretests for fun. Maybe not for fun, maybe just to see how well I would do and maybe prep for them a little bit, but it's definitely something to pass the time.

I've been finding books, but some are better than others. I recently reread the Witch of Blackbird Pond. I also read a book about a journalist who's identity was borrowed by a guy who supposedly killed his wife and 3 children. It's interesting, but I still don't know if the man killed them or not. I will let you know when I finish the book if he tells me or not.

Saturday I went to Jeff's house and we were going hottubbing/swimming. I don't usually do that, but my roomie wanted to go and it sounded like a good idea. Cyndi decided not to go when she realized it would just be me, her, and Jeff. I don't know why, I told her I wouldn't sit by him. She said then she would be sitting by him. Whatever. I ended up going over myself and we went to the clubhouse anyway. When we got to the building, the pool and tub were drained and drilled. Somebody overlooked a construction notice on the pool/hot tub.

It was terribly disappointing. Instead we went to the Marriott Hotel to swim. I felt guilty, but apparently Jeff does it all the time. First we knocked on the back door, but nobody was swimming. So we walked through the lobby, waved to the receptionist, and walked downstairs. We didn't have a room key, so we couldn't get in. Jeff said he'd go ask the receptionist to let us in. I was too embarrassed to go up. I didn't want to get kicked out.

He didn't get the receptionist, he found a random man with a mustache to let us in. I don't know what he told the guy, but he let us into the pool. I asked him what exactly he said to the guy but he wouldn't tell me. The only thing he said was they talked about where they were from and the guy let us in. Hmmm. It was good to swim around though. Now every time I shower I smell chlorine. I think initially I noticed the smell because I was trying to see if I still smelled like chlorine, but it is definitely the water from the tap I smell now.

Yesterday I went to a fiesta my friends were having. We brought 7 layer dip. I'm glad we brought something, because I would have felt dumb otherwise. Every person there brought something. There were enchiladas, tamales, and mexican drinks. It was a good time. Then we played family cranium, which ends quite fast. The other team won, b/c when you get on squares with stars, you can go double the rolls and they got a bunch of high rolls. The board wasn't very long.

Tonight is institute night and after institute, we are going 80's dancing. I can't wait. I love 80's dancing. There's just something inspiring about the music of that era. I think that's about it for me.