To do...

It seems as though anytime I really want something, the universe plots against me and my usually manageable "to do" list begins to over flow with tasks that must be done now. For example, my current goal is to move to Provo in January. This requires finishing my application to BYU and getting in... simple right? Oh no! I have to:

1. get my Institute teacher to fill out his section and send it in
2. interview with my Bishop
3. then interview with my Stake President... (This will be difficult on its own seeing as how he will be released in two weeks and is pretty busy getting ready to be the new Oakland Temple President.)
4. send transcripts
5. finish essay and submit it

Then there are the extra things like:

1. finish scholarship applications
2. financial aid applications
3. driving lessons
4. finding someone suicidal enough to let me practice driving
5. actually getting licence
6. buy car
7. buy my computer... this one needs to get done soonish
8. do laundry... MUST be done sooner than later!

And of course school starts on Tuesday... so I will be having to go to school and actually focus on what I am studying because I am taking all major classes. If I don't get in (knock on wood), I'll have to stay and complete my A.S. at West Valley. WHEN I do... I will have to keep up my GPA cause I will have to resubmit my transcripts at the end of the semester to get credit for what I took. I'll also need it to complete my math and chem courses.

Wow... That is kinda a lot to get done in the next month... well for the first list. I have three months to get the rest done too. Yes, I'll admit that I like lists and be happy I only put up the sane looking list where every item looks simple. The truth is I like to make tasks have multiple steps... it does make me feel really overwhelmed but I feel so good to see that I've done a ton of things. C'mon... If I just put down laundry it would never get crossed off because that little step at the end call "put away" only happen 3 out of 5 times.

My list: Everyone Else's:

1. sort 1. laundry
2. wash darks (cold)
3. wash darks
4. wash whites
5. dry
6. fold
7. put away

See with mine you get to feel like you got 6 out of 7 done... rather than nothing. haha Okay that was way off topic... I'm going to do my laundry and maybe get something crossed off my list.

For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic

I will start with a fair warning: Reading of this Blog may result in a lowered intelligence level and a complete waste of time. Now, with that out of the way, I may begin...

I've never been a writer; I tend to be more of a thinker and monologuer. When it comes to paper, all creativity that was once within me seems to flee and I am left... blank. This may be partially due to the fact that I always read like I'm some emo teenager with a tendency for the over dramatics. I deny this in no way, hence the lack of journals and letter writing, but I believe that it is time to finally get it out in writing and not just in speech.

In all fairness, I really should explain the title of my Blog... I really don't want to... but I will. So there is a very stupid story that Allyson likes to tell about how I slept in really late over Christmas vacation. She wanted to call me "Puncsatony Phil" but that was too long, so she decided that I shall now be known as Phil. My mom interrupts her (I'm thinking that she's coming to my rescue) and states that it she can't call me Phil. (Yes, I love you Mom. I was just getting to like Radar, even though they've be calling me that for the last 5 years now) Mom finishes, "She is a not a Phil. She's a Phyllis!" NOOOOOO! Mom, come on! Seriously?! So now I am known as Phyllis and you know the rest...

I would like to rant some more but today is one of those rare occasions that I've made plans with friends and they haven't cancelled... so I must be off and enjoy what little of the summer is left.

I hope you all enjoy this even a little bit because I surprisingly love it! And maybe y'all will get to know the real me.