Provo.Utah.

It hasn't stopped snowing since yesterday morning. Maybe since before that, I can't remember. It's all one big, cold, snowy blur. I think my Provo experience is summed up best by this rap done by Howard Moon and Vince Noir:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9IjGNJPNyzU

The endlessness
Stretching on beyond
The human imagination
Desolation of the soul

Oh my God!

Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra

Whiteness
Nothingness
Endlessness
Death

The whiteness of the whale
Pales in comparison
Oh my God!
Who the hell are you?

I’m little Johnny Frostbite
Movin' around
Freezin’ you up
Freezin' you down

Like an icicle
Comin’ in your tent in the pink light scissor bite
Arctic death
Infinite night

They call me Tundra Boy
Because I move like an arctic lizzard
When the blizzard strikes
I disappear like a pipedream
All that’s left is the gleam
On a tent peg

Boosh, Boosh
Stronger than a moose
Don’t lock your doors
Or we’ll come through your roof top
Stop, look around
Take your mind off the floor
Because The Boosh is loose
And we’re a little bit raw!

Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Ice floe
Nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra!



Provo is a cesspool.


Yea, verily.

With the occasional delightful restaurant or music venue, most of this city is oblivious to it's own worthlessness. The residents of this town have some vendetta against the University, while neglecting to consider that without BYU, Provo would just be another insignificant splotch on the map. At the same time, BYU students have a tendency to think they're pretty awesome, helping them to achieve a remarkable level of douchebaggery previously unknown to mankind.

I can't wait to graduate. Not because I don't like school. It's quite the contrary actually; I love taking classes and writing papers. I'm a nerd. I don't, however, love trying to navigate the sheets of slush and ice that this city calls sidewalks, or driving on the roads that never get salted or plowed. Provo is lazy, and I hate laziness when it affects me negatively!

But let's be positive for a moment. I have rather enjoyed the company since I've been in Utah. It's good to be back with old friends.

Story!:
I saw this pervert from my Study Abroad group yesterday. The one person I hoped to never see ever again was one of the first people I saw on my first day of school. I really don't like that guy. I saw him two feet away from me, so I ducked behind a shelf and walked briskly, and sneakily by, thus avoiding an unpleasant conversation that would most likely involve him trying to touch me in some way and me punching him in the tooth. I don't know if I can avoid him for a whole semester though. I mean, I might not always see him first! I'll have to be extra wary.