made me laugh...
This morning was my first day of 3D Design. To make things better Brooklynn and Camilia are in my class. :) After a couple powerpoints we headed back to the welder so we could each practice welding and get a feel for it before we have to start our steel assignment. My professor walked over to the corner to cut a piece of metal. Sparks shot all over, which was expected. I think because my Dad is always doing stuff like that in our garage, and always has, (he usually asks you to hold something while those sparks are flying all over you) I didn't think anything of it. But Camilia really wasn't expecting it. She jumped back and immediately teared up. I stood there with Brooklynn laughing like true friends while she wiped tears off of her face. I would never expect someone to get so scared over that. She was caught off guard. It made my day.
thankful for...
I'm thankful for other artists in my life who I can text 20 times during the day with art project ideas and they text back and tell me how terrible or amazing they are. It really helps.
tender mercy...
I had to run to the HFAC to sign a paper to get a key for my studio space. Except I forgot it was 11am on a Tuesday....which is the most irritating part of my week. Everything on campus shuts down for devotional (which I go to, on average, once a year). But I got there right as she was closing the door and she let me hurry and fill out the paper anyway, even though I go in that office way too often asking her annoying questions.
Today was also my first day of Ceramics. We were throwing cups, which I've never done. I guess I was having too much fun because I looked up at the clock after class had already ended. I panicked for a second because I had to figure out what to do with the half finished cup on my wheel, clean up, and run to the MOA for class, within 10 minutes. I obviously didn't make it. I was 20 minutes late when I walked in the MOA, telling myself what a terrible student I am. I hiked up the stairs only to find out that my class didn't start for another 40 minutes! Tender mercy or just me being clueless? It doesn't even matter because I had time to get White Cheddar Cheez-Its and some juice before I was ON TIME to class. :)
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
London draft
made me laugh...
Today in English we all sit down and John tells us all to pick a number between 1 and 17. There are 17 of us so we all really have to pay attention so we don't pick a number that's already been picked. He tells us that we're picking numbers and he's going to put them into a function to change the order and that will be the random order that we workshop our essays in. We all go around and each have our number. Then we find out that the function is (x-7)+6. Which is just subtracting 1 from each number...and that is the same order. LOL I couldn't get over how funny this was. Who knows why we picked numbers...it's not going to work at all.
tender mercy...
I was able to catch up in one of my classes today. Just one. But that's one less that I'll have to think about tomorrow.
Today in English we all sit down and John tells us all to pick a number between 1 and 17. There are 17 of us so we all really have to pay attention so we don't pick a number that's already been picked. He tells us that we're picking numbers and he's going to put them into a function to change the order and that will be the random order that we workshop our essays in. We all go around and each have our number. Then we find out that the function is (x-7)+6. Which is just subtracting 1 from each number...and that is the same order. LOL I couldn't get over how funny this was. Who knows why we picked numbers...it's not going to work at all.
tender mercy...
I was able to catch up in one of my classes today. Just one. But that's one less that I'll have to think about tomorrow.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
101 Days in London
I really was there for exactly 101 days. Which makes me laugh for some reason. I wrote down what I did each of those 101 days, but unfortunately I was a terrible blogger over the last few months so none of those stories made it on here. I'm going to make a book out of my emails to go along with the two journals I wrote. I already miss it so much but I've had a pretty great time just hanging out at home this past week. I've seen friends, wrapped all of my presents, finished making presents, and getting ready for Christmas by putting lights up, decorating the tree and baking lots of cookies. I've also done a lot of things that I missed when I was in London, like driving and eating Mexican food. It does feel weird to not be taking pictures of myself having fun every day and constantly be on the go...but it's also very relieving.
Going to London was probably the best decision I've ever made.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Sunday in London
Since I've been in London my blogging has been pretty rare and even when I post something it isn't really following the three themes of my blog. I was told in my Living Prophets class a couple semesters ago about how if we picked out experiences each day that 1. made us laugh, 2. we were thankful for, 3. were a tender mercy from the Lord; our attitude about life would be so much greater. So here is today.
made me laugh...
There is a sign for "Dorking" on the way to church. And the house next to it says, " ... Butts" and it makes me laugh every time. It's so great that they're right next to each other.
My favorite part of today was sitting by Hillary in sacrament meeting. The High Councilman's talk was a little slow (but when I could focus it was really great....on tithing.) She turned to me and really quiet and serious said, "Is it okay if I tickle your back?" :) I couldn't help but laugh at her. She's too funny. She tickled my back and I think it helped both of us focus a little better. She's the best.
tender mercy...
My assignment for our group collaboration only took me like 5 minutes. I thought it would take a lot longer and it was nice to check it off of my list of things to do.
The laundry room door wasn't locked (it's Sunday so I thought it might be) and my clothes didn't get fried in the dryer tonight.
thankful for...
I'm thankful for the ward that I was assigned to here in London. I'm in the Peckham Ward and don't have any complaints! A lot of girls have to travel hours to their church meetings and have difficult callings. We leave an hour early, take the tube (which is usually pretty empty) to Elephant and Castle, and walk the rest of the way. It's been really nice weather every week and we take turns bringing cookies for the ride home. It's within our tube pass zone, so it doesn't cost me extra money either. I teach the YSA Sunday School class and they're all really great and comment a lot. Everyone is really happy and nice to us. There is one woman, Mary, who hugs me each Sunday and asks me how my week has been, which is nice too. I'm going to miss this ward when I get back to Provo.
made me laugh...
There is a sign for "Dorking" on the way to church. And the house next to it says, " ... Butts" and it makes me laugh every time. It's so great that they're right next to each other.
My favorite part of today was sitting by Hillary in sacrament meeting. The High Councilman's talk was a little slow (but when I could focus it was really great....on tithing.) She turned to me and really quiet and serious said, "Is it okay if I tickle your back?" :) I couldn't help but laugh at her. She's too funny. She tickled my back and I think it helped both of us focus a little better. She's the best.
tender mercy...
My assignment for our group collaboration only took me like 5 minutes. I thought it would take a lot longer and it was nice to check it off of my list of things to do.
The laundry room door wasn't locked (it's Sunday so I thought it might be) and my clothes didn't get fried in the dryer tonight.
thankful for...
I'm thankful for the ward that I was assigned to here in London. I'm in the Peckham Ward and don't have any complaints! A lot of girls have to travel hours to their church meetings and have difficult callings. We leave an hour early, take the tube (which is usually pretty empty) to Elephant and Castle, and walk the rest of the way. It's been really nice weather every week and we take turns bringing cookies for the ride home. It's within our tube pass zone, so it doesn't cost me extra money either. I teach the YSA Sunday School class and they're all really great and comment a lot. Everyone is really happy and nice to us. There is one woman, Mary, who hugs me each Sunday and asks me how my week has been, which is nice too. I'm going to miss this ward when I get back to Provo.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
alison esther.
I switched the name of my blog.
Eleanor Louise was the name of the goldfish that John gave me when I was 16 to ask me to Homecoming. I really loved the name and loved the fish, but it didn't even live that long and I figured it was time for a change. Plus it seemed weird posting under a name other than my own.
My blog is now Alison Esther. Because I'm Alison Esther.
Eleanor Louise was the name of the goldfish that John gave me when I was 16 to ask me to Homecoming. I really loved the name and loved the fish, but it didn't even live that long and I figured it was time for a change. Plus it seemed weird posting under a name other than my own.
My blog is now Alison Esther. Because I'm Alison Esther.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
pictures.
I've been loading these pictures for a week and a half now! Between crappy internet and even crappier blogger, I averaged 3 pictures a day...but I finally did it.
This is the Tower Bridge.
This is me walking off the Tower Bridge.
This is the Bourough Market.
This is the Thames End of Summer Festival on the bridge.
This is me later that night at the festival getting strawberries and cream for dinner.
Fireworks at the Thames.
This was my view from the bridge.
This is a bejeweled moose during London Fashion Night Out that I really loved.
Vogue Fashion Night Out with Camilia and Hillary.
This is me at the Chatsworth House on our Northern Tour. I loved all the pretty wallpaper.
This is part of the garden at Chatsworth. (My favorite place.)
This is Hadrian's Wall. It was rainy, windy and cold.
This is halfway up Arthur's Seat, where I stopped to rest.
This is the top.
This is where Harry was born.
This is the greatest hot chocolate from The Elephant House, in Edinbourgh.
Here I am writing on the bathroom wall.
This is the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art.
This is me on the top of the Edinbourgh Castle with Fran.
This is me sitting on a rock on my Lake District hike after Courtney found a scary snake.
This is a cute picture of Emily at .... Wordsworth's house?
This is me in the garden. It was raining a lot.
I'm standing in a lake in the rain.
I love these sheep so much.
Seriously.
The greenhouses at Kew Gardens.
The only room I liked in the Saatchi Gallery. Pretty much.
This is where I live.
This is my street.
This is the Royal Albert Concert Hall where we went for Proms.
This is me during Proms.
This is the Tower Bridge.
This is me walking off the Tower Bridge.
This is the Bourough Market.
This is the Thames End of Summer Festival on the bridge.
This is me later that night at the festival getting strawberries and cream for dinner.
Fireworks at the Thames.
This was my view from the bridge.
This is a bejeweled moose during London Fashion Night Out that I really loved.
Vogue Fashion Night Out with Camilia and Hillary.
This is me at the Chatsworth House on our Northern Tour. I loved all the pretty wallpaper.
This is part of the garden at Chatsworth. (My favorite place.)
This is Hadrian's Wall. It was rainy, windy and cold.
This is halfway up Arthur's Seat, where I stopped to rest.
This is the top.
This is where Harry was born.
This is the greatest hot chocolate from The Elephant House, in Edinbourgh.
Here I am writing on the bathroom wall.
This is the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art.
This is me on the top of the Edinbourgh Castle with Fran.
This is me sitting on a rock on my Lake District hike after Courtney found a scary snake.
This is a cute picture of Emily at .... Wordsworth's house?
This is me in the garden. It was raining a lot.
I'm standing in a lake in the rain.
I love these sheep so much.
Seriously.
The greenhouses at Kew Gardens.
The only room I liked in the Saatchi Gallery. Pretty much.
my metric system
thankful for...
I'm thankful that I was able to pay BYU for this study abroad already. It's been hovering over me since January on my financial center. And I saw it every day over the summer when I was checking to see if financial aid would ever go through. I like reading, "You have no outstanding charges at this time" when I sign in. That doesn't mean that I'm off the hook. I still owe $5,637 to people and in loans, but I'm thankful that I'm here and no one is getting after me for not paying my fee.
tender mercy...
I've had terrible luck with pens the past couple weeks. I brought 2 with me, lost one, the other ran out of ink. I went to every store and no one sold pens. Not even the books store, which I thought would be a winner. I finally went to an art supply store and bought a pen for 3 pounds. Way too much. That one broke when I used it to try and get toilet paper out of this wacky machine in our last hostel. I was still using the little tube of ink from the inside of that pen though for a while, which didn't really work. The night before last I went to Tesco and bought a 6 pack for 1 pound! And they work great! ... It's pretty important to have a pen when like 80% of your grade for the whole semester is based on your journal.
made me laugh...
Blaming everything wrong in my life on the metric system and pound conversion. This glue that I bought said "Dries Instantly," but obviously instantly means 30.48 hours in the UK. Peter said I need to spend 9 hours making art each week, but I'm interpreting that as US hours since it's 9 hours in Provo. I've been wondering why I feel so overwhelmed and I realized it's because I should only be doing 5.625 hours per week. It's a little backwards but I'm 94% sure I'm right about these numbers. I'm working on a new conversion chart now.
I'm thankful that I was able to pay BYU for this study abroad already. It's been hovering over me since January on my financial center. And I saw it every day over the summer when I was checking to see if financial aid would ever go through. I like reading, "You have no outstanding charges at this time" when I sign in. That doesn't mean that I'm off the hook. I still owe $5,637 to people and in loans, but I'm thankful that I'm here and no one is getting after me for not paying my fee.
tender mercy...
I've had terrible luck with pens the past couple weeks. I brought 2 with me, lost one, the other ran out of ink. I went to every store and no one sold pens. Not even the books store, which I thought would be a winner. I finally went to an art supply store and bought a pen for 3 pounds. Way too much. That one broke when I used it to try and get toilet paper out of this wacky machine in our last hostel. I was still using the little tube of ink from the inside of that pen though for a while, which didn't really work. The night before last I went to Tesco and bought a 6 pack for 1 pound! And they work great! ... It's pretty important to have a pen when like 80% of your grade for the whole semester is based on your journal.
made me laugh...
Blaming everything wrong in my life on the metric system and pound conversion. This glue that I bought said "Dries Instantly," but obviously instantly means 30.48 hours in the UK. Peter said I need to spend 9 hours making art each week, but I'm interpreting that as US hours since it's 9 hours in Provo. I've been wondering why I feel so overwhelmed and I realized it's because I should only be doing 5.625 hours per week. It's a little backwards but I'm 94% sure I'm right about these numbers. I'm working on a new conversion chart now.
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