10/8/08

So, I have about an hour of my life that I believe needs to be written down. After music history, Kristen and I wanted some breakfast. So, since we have an hour and 20 minutes between history and our next class, we decided to go to Jamba Juice. AS we walked out of the music building, we saw a blue shuttle that had gone past the stop, but was stuck behind a line of cars. Ir an up to it and pulled a puppy dog face, which got us on. When we got off by the trax station, the train we wanted was sitting there. We thought that it would have left by the time we walked there, but it didn't. It turns out that one of the other trains was stuck trying to get up the "S curve," the place where 4th south be comes 5th south.

We got on and ended up waiting for a few minutes. Finally the train left and we were able to get off at the 7th east trax stop. Kristen proceeded to squisht he little pictures carved into tiles on the ground. We made our way to Jamba, ordered, got the delicious food, and went back to the station. While we were standing there, waiting for the trains to figure out how to work, this really random guy came up and started talking to us. He was listening to a disc man, wearing rolled up shorts, and pretty much the most random assortment of clothes I've ever seen.

He started talking to us about polotics and how the trains suck and other dumb things. In the middle of our conversation, he started singing Phantom of the Opera to himself, and he claimed that he was the best cosmotologist in Salt Lake. When the train finally came, Kristen and I had a good laugh about this guy. While we were laughing, however, the guy sitting across from us started talking to us. He started asking us where things were in Salt Lake, because he was a new medical resident and didn't know. Kristen and I decided that we had "talk to us" stamped on our foreheads. It was pretty funny.

Memories

This sounds fun.

As a comment here on the blog, leave one memory that you and I have shared, regardless of how well or how little you knew me at the time, just about everything is fair game, so long as you remember it, and I at least have a vague recollection of it.

Next, repost the basic instructions on your own blog and see what turns up. You may be surprised, you may not, but in general, memories with friends are never bad things to dig up every now and again, heck, maybe you'll even find something to jot down in the dusty old journal.

Intro

Hello! I'm Kris! This is my blog.
I'm a student at the University of Utah. I think that's only gonna last another year. Big changes are in my "near" future. (Near is about the next five years or so.) I study music, because I would die if I didn't, but I'd really like to get into something more mathematical or scientifical. Music therapy seems to be my next endeavor. I'm hoping that this one sticks, because I'm sick of going to school. I really want to just settle down into working and hanging out with my favoritest people in the world (friends!).
I work for America Reads. It's a group of college students that tutor elementary school students who need help with reading or math. It's the best job I've ever had and I think I would love to keep it forever, but I'm terrified of landing in poverty and once you graduate, you can't do it anymore. I, also, tutor music at the U, so if anyone needs help with music or knows anyone that needs help, tell them to go to the tutor center. It's really cheap.
I have the greatest friends in the whole entire world. It took me a few years to realize just how great they really are, but now that I know it, I'm never going back on that. Since school has started, I don't have as much time for them. I'm so sorry for this, and I will make it up to them as best I can. I love my friends with all my heart. If I can count you as one of my friends, just know that I would do anything for you. I would die without you, so I have to keep you safe as best I can.
That's my little intro. ...*shrugs*...
Luv,
Kris