For the last time ever,

Today is the last day of geology lecture.

I can not express my excitement with words.

Tomorrow is my birthday!

In three hours I'll be 19!

The luckiest part of tomorrow: I have a geology lab final at 8AM!

YAY! I'm trying to convince myself that It's a good thing because I want to spend as many hours awake as possible.

truth is, I might not make it to 19 and 1 day. I will not take the day for granite ;)

Chocolate.

Chocolate is candy. But it is unlike any other candy and certainly better than any candy.

Chocolate makes you feel wonderful.
When you eat it, it seems as all your problems have gone away.
Its like a dream to your mouth, a dream to your heart.
When your dream is over, it's okay, because you can just eat some more.

So what is the answer to chocolate?

Eat it. Always.

It is as you  are playing Mario on the N64 and you have to collect all of the coins. Except, the coins are chocolate.

I am a good guesser.

Last Wednesday I took a math test. I was going to write about how dreadful the test was but I didn't want to disappoint anyone. I pretty much guessed on every problem. They were good guesses and educated, but really there wasn't any math behind my guesses. It was one of those tests that you don't even bother crying after, you just laugh. That's what I did with another guy who's in my class.
Today I went to class to get my test back but we actually didn't have them back. But after class, I asked my professor if I could look at my test. She pulled it out and we went over it together even though it wasn't graded. Guess what! I got all my answers right! It was a little awkward though when she would look at every problem and say "Right! Where's your calculus?" Afterwards she told me "You are going to get a very good score on this, but only because you're a good guesser." Even if I can't do calculus, I will be proud of getting through it (twice) because of my guessing skills!

I don't want to do homework so I'm telling you about my day.

The best part about today: I stayed up too late and then I had to drink lots of coffee this morning. That was okay, because I love eggnog.

The other best part of my day: Today I went to church. I love my church. It's small and everyone is so nice. Today was my first day doing Children's Church. There were 9 kids and they were all so cute. We did prayer requests for the kids. My favorite was the little boy that requested we pray for the tigers and the fish.

I came back and studied. Sometimes I didn't study. Tomorrow I have a geology exam. I haven't complained about it yet and I'm not going to. I really want to do well. I'm kind of starting to like geology. But don't quote me on that, because Exams are in 2 weeks, and my story will probably be different.

The other other best part about my day: I decided that I was going to study in my beanbag chair. Next thing I knew, I woke up and it was dark. So depressing. But it was an incredible nap and I can't remember the last time I took a nap.

Not the best part of my day: Now I'm studying. But I'm not studying, because I'm blogging.

The other other other best part about my day:
I found out i have a 91% in math. I don't even know how that's possible.

I feel spiders crawling on me.

Last night I was walking into the bathroom as the girl that lives in the dorm next to me was running out. I went to the bathroom and when I walked out of the stall the girl was back with her roommate who had a tennis shoe in each hand. I heard one of them say "Where is it?" and the other said "it's gone." and they were looking into the stall next to me.
There was also a sighting of the spider last week on the window sill where I always put my clothes and towel while I'm showering, last week.
I forgot to mention. IT'S THE SIZE OF MY PALM! (Seth & his roommate don't believe me when I tell them this, BUT IT IS!)
Every time I shower/go to the bathroom/walk into the bathroom, I feel 8 little eyes looking at me. I also constantly feel them crawling on me. Getting to sleep last night was impossible. I couldn't stop brushing my feet over my legs.
Also, last week I was on the opposite side of campus from my dorm with some friends. We were watching a movie and a fatty, big, meaty spider crawled across the ceiling.

I had one of my friends look up some facts about spiders. I tried to do it myself, but I gagged and rolled into a ball and Seth got mad at me for taking the blanket off of him. Also, when I look up "hobo spiders" on google images, I have this reoccurring dream of thousands of spiders crawling over my windshield, trying to get me.
Here are some problematic facts:
Hobo Spiders and Wolf Spiders are .5-2 inches full grown. Here's the issue. The spider in the bathroom has to be bigger than 2 inches.
Second: if I see a Giant House Spiders, I will probably fall over and die in fear.
Also. My friend, Kellen, who looked up the stuff for me said that Washington only has 3 poisonous spiders. Hobos, Black Widows, and Brown Recluses. I always thought that there weren't any Black Widows or Brown Recluses around here.

I'm dying, I need to move to the frozen tundra where Life can't live.

A post of me whining about why today sucks.

Today is a no good, terrible day. It keeps getting worse. "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter is ringing through my head and brings back so many middle school memories. (That doesn't help my day either)

1. Last night, I stayed up til 1AM studying for a math exam that I have today. I'm still going to fail.
2. I'm tired because I stayed up so late.
3. I got a stupid parking ticket.
4. It's raining and I stepped in a giant puddle and my feet have been soaked for hours.
5. My phone went off in the middle of Greek and it was so loud and so embarrassing.

I need a job.

I'm poor and college is expensive, so I've been looking for a job. On craigslist, I found a job for a housekeeper. That's easy. I can do that. The job is for a nudist household. Luckily, the poster clairfied that you do not have to be a in the nude to do the job. No thanks.

Happy November!

It's November and I am so excited because November is my favorite month!

1. Can you say Eggnog? This morning I went to Starbucks to get an eggnog latte. This is a big deal. I woke up extra early so I had time before my 8am lab that I hate. I got there and the store was decked out in "eggnog is here!" and "the wait is over, eggnog is in." When I ordered, the cashier said "sorry, eggnog isn't in yet. We get it later today." Such a let down! I guess I can wait until tomorrow.

2. SNOW! Snow used to be obnoxious because of getting trapped. But now, I have nowhere to go and I am so excited for the first snowfall!

3. If just looking at that turkey doesn't make you excited, you're nuts. I love Thanksgiving! It's one of the only days in the whole year that I can eat as much as I want and not feel bad about it. Thanksgiving reminds me of Black Friday. My friend Meghan and I have embraced Black Friday the past couple years. Except this year, I am a poor college student with no job and I think it might have to be a no go this year.

4. FOUR days off from college! FOUR!!! Thank you veterans, thank you pilgrims!

5 and MOST importantly!
My birthday is in 29 days!

This has successfully distracted me from what I should really be doing. I have an exam today, tomorrow, Thursday, and next Monday. YAY!

What might be the best part of college...

In the fifth grade, my mom did a heartbreaking thing and got rid of our cable television. I still remember the day when I came home from school and tried to watch Full House, but all I found was static. Since then, I've been able to go over to my freinds' houses and watch the most ridiculous things and be entertained forever. (16 and Pregnant, Spongebob Squarepants, Hannah Montana, etc.) For the first time in 7 years, I'm reunited with my own cable television. Today, everything that I've done has been accompanied by the Food Network. Even at the gym, each machine has a tv attached to it, so I ran to the Food Network. And when there weren't any bikes left with a tv attached to it, I came back and watched tv here. (I promise than when I start studying, I will turn the tv off.) I can't remember the last time I actually cooked something, but hopefully the 4+ hours that I've watched today will contribute to my duties of being a mother one day.

Punny things to say about rocks

Tomorrow morning I have a rock identification quiz. I'm trying to study but punny things just keep crossing my mind and it's impossible.

1. rocks rock my world.
2. I hope i ROCK the quiz tomorrow.
3. I just want to go to my bedROCK
4. For breakfast i think I will have some cocoaPEBBLES
5. I should be thankful for rocks and not take them for GRANITE.

The quiz tomorrow is going to be so rocky!

The pumpkin patch

Today Seth and I wanted to go to the pumpkin patch, so we drove there after church. The pumpkin patch was so far away! My gps first said 32 minutes, but with a few wrong turns, it took over 40 minutes. It was in the boonies in the middle of nowhere. We got there, and guess what. CLOSED. So we went to plan B.

We went to Haggen's and played "Pumpkin Patch." First, we picked out our pumpkins from a selection of about 20 pumpkins. The fewer the choices, the easier the decision! At first we were bummed out that we were at the Haggen "pumpkin patch" and not the real pumpkin patch because everyone talked about how good the doughnuts were and how the hay ride was soooo fun. But then we realized that the Haggen pumpkin patch offered the same incentives. Seth and I got bagels. That's actually better than doughnuts because they're much healthier. Second, we didn't need no hay ride. Seth and I took turns giving each other rides on the shopping cart around the store.

We came back and carved pumpkin, drank hot cider, and watched the not so Halloween movie, A Beautiful Mind.

Things I'd rather be doing right now.

I have a geology test tomorrow and I have my work cut out for me for the night. Seth and I have a strict schedule until midnight to get our studying done. As you can guess, we're having trouble getting started. Here is a list of things that we'd rather be doing. (activities aren't limited to this list.

1. Eating ice cream
2. Watching the weather channel
3. watching paint dry
4. Sewing an american flag.
5. knitting a sweater
6. Shopping at Big Lots
7. Eating stale animal crackers
8. Watch reruns of Conan O'Brian
9. Get shots.
10. write a blog

I complain about geology a lot, but I never do anything about it, so I guess we'll study now.

I've called 911 four times today.

Let me tell you about my crazy night. Last April in Journalism class, I bought tickets for Seth and I to go to a John Mark McMillan/David Crowder concert in Seattle tonight. Of course the one day that I REALLY needed to go somewhere, my car wouldn't start. No big deal, I called campus security (911 call #1) and they came and jumped my car. It started. No big deal. Just my luck, Security drove off and literally 30 seconds later it died again. It was embarrassing having to call security to come back, but I was determined to see John Mark tonight! (911 call #2)

We made it to Seattle. We drove into the parking garage, turned the car off, tried to start it again, and it wouldn't start. Cool! I called my dad. He saved the day.

The concert was super fun. I should have more to say, but I haven't even gotten to the good part yet.

Seth and I were driving back to campus, probably less than 15 miles away from Bellingham, and this car started tale gating us like crazy. Then he got in front of us and started swerving like crazy. I tried to call 911. (Call #3) He then sped up to probably 100 miles per hour, and was swerving back between the two lanes. My phone was still on, but less than 5% battery and every time I tried to call 911, it hung up on me. Apparently nearly dead phones don't make 911 calls. We watched the car as it swerved back in forth going sooo fast and we couldn't even do anything. The car got up to another car and it looked liked he slammed into her, hit the guard rail, spun out right in front of her. Both cars pulled over and then the crazy car sped off. We talked to the other car. He actually didn't hit her, but she was really freaked out and her phone was dead too! We were trying to drive back to campus as fast as we could so we could call the car in. We pulled off the freeway, and there was a state patrol that had just pulled another car over. Both us and the other car drove up to him and told him. We felt like heroes and it was definitely the excitement of the night.

Also, I haven't blogged in a week. That's because there's nothing to blog about. I made an idea list. It went like this.
1. Geology- I still hate it.
2. The weather- It's still rainy
3. The ice cream- I still eat it

Hopefully I can get out more and see more crazy people and then I will have lots to blog about.

avoiding geology...

Currently I am completely 110% avoiding homework. I really, really hate geology. I hate rocks. I hate volcanoes. I hate earthquakes and I REALLY hate tectonic plates. But, I just thought I might share this lovely photograph with you. I only look a little miserable.

Some things are the same everyday in college...

I'm starting to feel like I'm stuck in the movie Groundhog's Day, around here. There are things that just won't change. For example:

1. Everyday my math professor wears this horrid green vest that makes her look like she belongs at the cash register at Top Foods

2. My Greek Prof wears the same black turtle neck/khaki dress coat/jeans EVERY day.

3. The dining hall got a new soft serve ice cream machine last week. Ice cream is guaranteed everyday after every meal that I consume in the dining hall.

4. Everyday, I am guaranteed to complain about how sick I'm feeling on the walk back from eating because ice cream sets me over everyday.

5. Everyday I check my mail every time I walk by my mailbox, seven days a week, even Sunday.Send me mail ;)

212 Nash Hall

516 High Street

Bellingham, WA 98225

Luckily, with all this change, I'm getting some consistency, making this transition to college a little bit easier.

College is a time be rebellious!

As mentioned a few posts ago, my mom dropped me off with only a few rules.
Rule #1: NO TATTOOS.

I however, believe that right now is the prime time for that. Apparently Seth does too. He couldn't even wait two whole days before he was getting his first tattoo. Don't worry, I didn't go quite that route. (I have managed to pick up any temporary tattoos that I can find around campus and put them on my wrist because I think I'm really funny when I can be JUST like Seth. I also make sure to avoid washing that area so that it can last as long as possible.)

I tried to go with my friend Carly at about 1 o'clock this morning to get my nose pierced, but apparently Bellingham is not like Olympia in that it's tattoo parlors don't have the same hours as the bars. (Dumb move on their part, if you want my opinion.)

But today I'm feeling extra cool because I got my nose pierced. It was fun and I love it and I'm worried because this picture was on the wall with a caption that piercing can be addicting. I'm actually feeling rather inspired.

Today was probably one of my favorite days since being at college. Seth and I went to church. We came back and went to the dining hall and it was closed. (You know you're tired and crabby when you start crying because the dining hall is closed.) Seth and I ended up going into the Fairhaven district and getting lunch with Carly and her roommate Andrea at a really good Thai place. The best part is is that there were left overs! We trotted around Fairhaven for awhile and had the best gellato I've ever had. Plus, MY NOSE IS PIERCED! Soo.... today has been lovely :)

I am dumb.

Today I attempted to ride my bike up this steep hill made of slick bricks.

I won't tell you what happened, that would ruin the fun, and I'd rather leave that open for you to decide ;)

I love Geology sooooo much.

Greetings from Geology Class. Again. I need a rubber mug.

Last Monday I went to Goodwill because I realized that I didn't bring any mugs to college. If you knew how much coffee I drink, you would know that this was a really big problem. At Goodwill, I got the best, and only 2 mugs I've ever purchased with my own money and owned. I had actually been planning on blogging about how much I loved my mug. (You can see where this is going.)

My mug and I had coffee together every morning. It was large and could fit as much coffee and cream in the mug as I desired.

My favorite thing about the mug was that it was also large enough to serve as a bowl. Every morning I had my gluten free cereal that doesn't taste good at all out of my mug.

On Saturday I was trying to  sneak a couch into my room that I borrowed without asking from the floor lounge. The couch was too big to get through the door so we had to put it on it's side. Also, my desk is right behind the door, so we had to move my desk over to get the door all the way open. My mugs were on the desk, and when we started to move it, they fell, bounced, no problem. Right back on the desk they went. They fell again, breaking a little bit, but back on the desk they went, because I am a college student who uses her fully functioning brain.They were still fixable with a little handy dandy super glue. They fell three more times, went back on the desk until they were in too many pieces to pick up.

Yesterday I went to goodwill to get some more mugs. I got two. One was a Christmas mug that looked more like a bowl and the other was just really cute. I was starting to love them the way I loved my old mugs. My roommate texted me while I was in Greek, not even 24 hours after buying the mugs, to tell me that my mugs fell off my desk and broke. 7 days in, 4 mugs broken. I'm now on a search for some rubber/plastic mugs that I can leave on the floor and not break.

Greetings from Geology Class!

This morning I woke up to a loud crashing. By loud, I mean booming and crashing loud. So loud I jumped out of bed to see what it was. All I could think of was
1. The building was falling down
2. There was a war taking place right outside my dorm
3. There was a HUGE earthquake
4. A flock of Semis just crashed into the building.
5. Someone had atleast just died.

Nope, just the garbage truck.

This brings me to something that I really miss about my home. Silence. The sweet sweet sound of nothing. Something I haven't heard in nearly a week. You have no idea what I would do if i could go five minutes without these things.

1. Longboards. I never knew how much I hated longboards. But every morning I am woken up by longboards bombing down the hill (with the exception of when I'm woken up by the garbage truck.)
2. My ridiculous refrigerator. (see earlier blog posts.)
3. The other day I was woken up to some bros outside my window yelling "evan. evan! EVAN! GIVE ME BACK MY WALLET YOU ****"
4. The clock in our dorm is sooo loud. Stupid $3 Target Clock. I should've known.
5. Slamming doors. If I had a dollar for every door that I heard slam, I'd be rich.

I don't get out much, but the next time I do, I will definitely be purchasing some earplugs!

First Day of College- CHECK.

My mom wasn't around to take the classic first day of school picture, so I had to make do.

Guess what?! I learned Greek today! I can say/write "you give, i give, he/she/it gives, we give, you all give, and they give." The class is terrifying because the prof just randomly calls on people and totally puts them on the spot. Luckily, when he called on me, I knew. I picked at my lip for an hour and a half because I was so nervous. But still, it was my favorite class today, and I'm really excited for Greek!

Geology. Boring.

Calculus. I walked in late. Actually I walked in exactly on time but she had already started. The geology and calc couldn't be ANY further from each other on campus. And there are only ten minutes between. My prof pauses in the middle of her sentences, repeats the last few words of what she just said, and ten gets quieter and quieter by the end of the sentence. So if she were saying this sentence: 'This year in calculus we will be learning lots of new concepts'"she would say it like "this yearin calculus we will be learning.... (pause)..... we will be learning a lot of new concepts." Except from learning on  it's impossible to hear her. She's really nice though.

Other notable things about today

• I proved my parents wrong by riding my bike across campus today when they told me that I was never going to ride it.
• I made new friends speedy quick tonight by doing to speed friending.
• I worked out in the rec center.
• I got my first piece of mail!!!! thanks a lot costco. The rest of you suck.

Most boring post yet? Definitely. But I couldn't not write about my first day of college!

Send this girl some love!

Everyday my roommate and I go to check our mail. Actually..... Let me start over.

Everyday, my roommate goes to check our mail. She's a "mail whore" as she explained, not to be confused with "male whore," which is what I thought she was saying.

Everyday, my roommate has gotten mail and today she even got a care package. You know what I've gotten? Zip, nada, nothing, not even a bank statement or those dumb coupons that I throw away, as soon as I see them in the mail.

Help me be the mail whore of the room! Send me something. You dont even have to write anything. It can just be an empty envelope addressed to me. It would make me feel special.

Sierra Powell

‎212 Nash Hall
516 High Street
Bellingham, WA 98225

P.S. Don't get any stalking ideas, you need keys everywhere to get into this room ;) (That was for my parents, so they don't think I'm being an intern dumbdumb)

tatted up.

My mom sent me to college with only a few rules. #1 no tattoos. So tonight, My roommate and I went down with some of my floormates and got tattoos. They're very classy!

the lizard.

the scorpion

the football with a face that's on fire.

my personal favorite, the smashed bug.

I also got a "sweetness" tramp stamp. It looks more like "weetnes."

Chapter 4: College

Yesterday I moved in. I brought soooooo much crap. I mean stuff. And by that, I mean a TON of stuff. Three cars of stuff, to be exact. When I pulled up to unload my car, which was the fullest of the three, the girl made a face. I apologized for bringing so much stuff. She said "Don't even worry about it, one girl brought three cars of stuff. THREE cars. Can you believe that? So trust me, you're not the worst." My response was "Three cars? No way! Who would do that?" Surprisingly, everything fit in my room.

After we got settled in, my roommate and I went on an excursion through Bellingham to find a Joann Fabrics.  I've had this realization that everything is bigger in Bellingham. The Fred Meyer is giant. The Joann Fabrics was enormous.

Last night was fun. We went to "funtivities" in the dorm. "What is 'funtivities?'" you may ask. Well, it's exactly as it sounds. My roommate and I left early and came back to go to bed. The first night was good except the refrigerator which I acquired from my brother, is actually the world's loudest. It's ridiculous. All night long it was making noises. One time I thought it was an earthquake. Nope. Just the refrigerator!

I already feel like I've been eating like a college student. The dining hall is closed so last night my roommate and I went to the grocery store. I got a calzone that looked delicious, but I was too lazy to go find a microwave so I ended up eating my parent's leftovers from lunch. Free food! Breakfast and lunch I had granola bars. My roommate and I walked to the grocery store today and stopped at Wendy's on the way back. I'm pretty excited for the dining hall to open tonight!

My roommate and I checked out a new church this morning. We both really liked it but are going to look at a couple different ones. We are definitely considering going back.

I've met a ton of new people, but remember about 2 names. I'm terrible with names. Class doesn't start until Wednesday and I'm actually a little bit excited for that. There's only so much to do around the dorm!
  P.S. Here are some before & after pictures of the dorm.

College Bound! Almost.

Today (technically yesterday) I went to Black Hills to finally pick up my diploma. It actually got me thinking and ended up being the inspiration to this post. Leaving for college tomorrow (technically today) I realized there's things about Olympia that I will absolutely not miss.

1. Black Hills- Always smelly, even today. Apparently no one goes to class. I went 45 minutes before school was out and there were kids everywhere. Leaving, loitering outside the school, riding bikes, etc.
2. Cats- I have three. Or should I say, my mom has three. I hate them all. I hate hate hate hate cats. Always in the way, always trying to eat my food, always making noise. I hate cats. Thank goodness Western doesn't allow pets or else my mom would probably try to send some up with me.
3. Running into people in this tiny town that I have strategically avoided since graduating- enough said.
4. My House smelling like cats- see #2
5. I will refrain from making rude controversial comments about a certain group of people that live in Olympia. But there is this- I like driving my car and I like my plastic bags. The end.


Somehow, I feel like you can expect a future post titled "things I miss about Olympia." But until then...

I have a case of arachnophobia

I hate a few things. I hate

1. chewed gum

2. seals

3. The men that come to town during Lakefair

4. Spiders

5. Spiders

I HATE spiders. If  you don't know what a Hobo spider is, google it. I would post it on here, but every time I see the pictures, I have nightmares.

 We seem to find some around the house every summer. So far this summer, I've only found one and I squashed it on the bathroom floor. My mom has been telling me for awhile that this is the time of year that they start to come inside. I was trying to deny the fact.

Yesterday morning I was dreaming about how to steal this live rainbow pet cat from Ikea. That was until I instantly woke up because something ran across my face. My first thought was that it was a mouse at first, realized that was impossible and decided it definitely had to have been a spider. I told myself it must have been my imagination. Except, there's no way that I would  have woken up from my dead sleep from "my imagination."

Tonight I was sitting in my room and saw something run across the floor out of the side of my eye. Of course, it was a dumb spider and I killed it. I came back to my room, was sitting on my bed and I saw another spider run down my headboard, under my bed. What did I do? Scream. A lot. My mom came to help me but I got embarrassed at how much crap was under my bed. So tonight, my entire bedroom got ripped apart, all because of a stupid spider I never found. Obviously I won't be sleeping well tonight! But, I guess it was one way to clean out underneath my bed.

So it begins...

I've been telling myself for the past year that I would start a blog when I went to college. I'm starting 17 days early.


 Whoever knew starting a blog was so difficult though. I have a terrible time making decisions and I always have. I'm so indecisive. So when it came to having to name my blog, I instantly ran into trouble. I googled "how to name a blog." Whoever knew there were so many rules. I actually didn't read any of them. I just scrolled down and realized the site wasn't going to help me come up with any names. Just rules. Rule #1. It must be original. Yeah, Well mine isn't. Oh well.


Also. How the heck is it September already!?