WELL, to start off this little blog post, I'd like to give a shout out to Karalee Fuller for kindly and CONSISTENTLY pestering me to write something here. I'm so glad that there's at least one person who reads this ;) So without any further delay, here are the latest thoughts and happenings from the life of T squared:
I got my 4th comment this week while slowly climbing the stairs to main campus. All I can say is that whoever decided to build BYU on a hill obviously did not think things through very well... The comments:
“That bad of a day huh?”
“Are you ok?!"
“Rough morning?”
and the best one...
“It's like climbing Mt. Everest, especially in this weather!”
Maybe I should start walking a little faster.
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I read through my volleyball class handbook (best class EVER, by the way) and was pleasantly surprised to find that the author has a sense of humor! These are some of the rules listed:
At no time may a player touch the net while the ball is in play, this includes shoes,
clothing or wigs. (What?! This is an outrage.)
...But if by chance a passed ball does break the plane of the net, attack the crud out of it. (I love BYU. Enough said.)
A good floater serve moves up and down and left and right at random just as your opponent is about to pass it to the setter. The erratic movement of the ball is due to some hard-to-understand physics principle about air pressures and stuff like that, but it really works. (Good to know...)
Good serves result in points. Here are a few strategies to make your serves more
effective:
1. Serve to an open space on the court
2. Serve to the worst player on the other team (good plan :)
3. Serve to the setter
4. Serve to a player who just came in the game
This occurs because the setter’s hands were spread too far apart at the
instant the ball arrived. If someone on your team does this, everyone should take turns
beating them about the head and neck. (ouch...)
Spiking: It can careen into your opponent’s court, send players heading for cover,
and leave spectators in awe or it can plow into the back wall like a drunken missile. (No comment needed.)
Attacking is not limited to tall players or genetic freaks who can jump five feet
straight up.
I love my volleyball class :)
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So, it's pretty cool that my legs will finally be CLEAN SHAVEN in less than 2 weeks!!!! Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh. Spaghetti-strainer Sundays will be a thing of the past (until September anyway). WOOT!
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This is old, but I watched it again the other day and I still love it. Enjoy!
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Ok, I have nothing else to say. Happy Friday!!!!!!!
