Posted by Laura
Tonight was our team's final game in the intramural basketball season. We had so much fun this season learning from each other, celebrating each other's victorious moments, and laughing at each other's major air balls. The girls in my ward are awesome and I am so glad that I was able to be on the team. As much fun as it was, when it comes down to winning, I think we ended up being 0 and 6. I guess some would call that a consecutive losing streak, but someone has to be the team that loses in a game. We just happened to be "that team" all season.
Tonight was our best game yet. It was a nail-biter to the bitter end; we ended up losing 36–38 in the final 20 seconds, but we'd also made the best comeback our team has ever seen. After the first 10 minutes we were losing 2–16, but we slowly fought our way back into the game. I guess those coveted intramural-champion T-shirts will have to be won another season.
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Freak Out!
Posted by Laura
I loved social dance so much last semester that I decided to take the next level this semester. It is sooo much fun and is, no doubt, one of my favorite classes. Every semester, all of the social-dance classes have two huge labs in the Wilkinson Center Ballroom. All of the social-dance students come to practice and to get to know new people. At the lab there is food, dancing, and music, and a couple class sections perform.
At this particular lab, my class (section 280) was assigned to perform the cha-cha to "Le Freak." Everyone was decked out in '70s-era D.I. goods when it came time to perform. The crowd went crazy, which made it easy to feed off of their energy. It was a blast! My sister recorded about half of it and I attached the video here:
I loved social dance so much last semester that I decided to take the next level this semester. It is sooo much fun and is, no doubt, one of my favorite classes. Every semester, all of the social-dance classes have two huge labs in the Wilkinson Center Ballroom. All of the social-dance students come to practice and to get to know new people. At the lab there is food, dancing, and music, and a couple class sections perform.At this particular lab, my class (section 280) was assigned to perform the cha-cha to "Le Freak." Everyone was decked out in '70s-era D.I. goods when it came time to perform. The crowd went crazy, which made it easy to feed off of their energy. It was a blast! My sister recorded about half of it and I attached the video here:
Monday, February 15, 2010
Kimball Hall Winter Olympics
Posted by Braden
We had another hall activity this past week: the first-ever Kimball Hall Winter Olympics Classic!
Why did we do it? Well, first of all, it satisfied the requirements of a "cultural" activity: the boys were assigned to teams from different countries, which we provided trivia facts about. We also played the national anthem of the winning team at the closing ceremonies. On the program proposal, I stressed that the boys felt cooped up in the cold weather and desperately needed outdoor physical play. Also, since a lot of the boys will be leaving on foreign missions this summer, it was an opportunity to get them excited for experiences that involve other countries. That's what I wrote down, anyway. For the most part, these boys just wanted to have a ball playing outside in the snow.
Then it didn't snow for two weeks. And all the snow that we did have melted. So we adjusted. The event began with the opening ceremonies. We split the boys into countries (we decided to just go with two, Ireland and Spain). We then passed a torch through the building (using a big flashlight since open flames aren't allowed in the buildings, particularly not when they're being carried through multiple flights of stairs by running boys). We blasted the Olympic theme song and officially let the games begin!
The first event was icicle archery! With no icicles, however, we used dough balls! The boys threw the balls from the third-floor balcony down to a target that we had on the ground. The second event was snowball shotput! With no snowballs, however, we used a volleyball! The third event was a sled race! With no snow, well, the boys didn't have a hard time making those sleds fly through the grass and dirt. The last event was going to be beach volleyball in the snow, but due to melted snow, the courts were sandy swamps. Instead, we had a Popsicle relay throughout our hall: run up three flights of stairs, down three flights, pass off the Popsicle, repeat. The last guys to get the Popsicles had to eat them to finish the race.
At the closing ceremonies we had doughnuts and apple juice for all, and pounds (literally, I bought three pounds) of candy to be divided between the two winning teams—the winning team got two pounds. Much fun was had by all, even without the snow!
We had another hall activity this past week: the first-ever Kimball Hall Winter Olympics Classic!
Why did we do it? Well, first of all, it satisfied the requirements of a "cultural" activity: the boys were assigned to teams from different countries, which we provided trivia facts about. We also played the national anthem of the winning team at the closing ceremonies. On the program proposal, I stressed that the boys felt cooped up in the cold weather and desperately needed outdoor physical play. Also, since a lot of the boys will be leaving on foreign missions this summer, it was an opportunity to get them excited for experiences that involve other countries. That's what I wrote down, anyway. For the most part, these boys just wanted to have a ball playing outside in the snow.
Then it didn't snow for two weeks. And all the snow that we did have melted. So we adjusted. The event began with the opening ceremonies. We split the boys into countries (we decided to just go with two, Ireland and Spain). We then passed a torch through the building (using a big flashlight since open flames aren't allowed in the buildings, particularly not when they're being carried through multiple flights of stairs by running boys). We blasted the Olympic theme song and officially let the games begin!
The first event was icicle archery! With no icicles, however, we used dough balls! The boys threw the balls from the third-floor balcony down to a target that we had on the ground. The second event was snowball shotput! With no snowballs, however, we used a volleyball! The third event was a sled race! With no snow, well, the boys didn't have a hard time making those sleds fly through the grass and dirt. The last event was going to be beach volleyball in the snow, but due to melted snow, the courts were sandy swamps. Instead, we had a Popsicle relay throughout our hall: run up three flights of stairs, down three flights, pass off the Popsicle, repeat. The last guys to get the Popsicles had to eat them to finish the race.
At the closing ceremonies we had doughnuts and apple juice for all, and pounds (literally, I bought three pounds) of candy to be divided between the two winning teams—the winning team got two pounds. Much fun was had by all, even without the snow!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Painful Misunderstanding
Posted by Braden
I'm taking volleyball this semester. I didn't take a gym class last semester, so this is my first time having a permanent locker in the Richards Building (RB) and regularly getting the BYU athletic-issue clothes. On the first day of class, the teacher said that we could get socks, shorts, and a shirt—which we must wear to participate—in the locker room.
So for the next day of class, I got each item of BYU issue. But there was one problem: they're like '80s-style clothes! The socks are tube socks that go halfway up your leg, and the shorts are the short shorts that almost make you feel immodest—the kind that basketball players wore in the '80s with their tube socks, for goodness' sake!
But since we had to wear BYU issue, I sucked up my pride, put on the shorts and shirt, and went to the gym, somewhat consoled by the fact that everybody must feel as ridiculous as I did. (I did skip on the socks; I figured I could get away with just keeping my own ankle socks, and there are some things my pride just won't let me do.) I walked into the gym and found only ONE other person wearing these gross shorts! And 15 seconds later, class started, so I was stuck wearing them for the rest of the period.
Turns out, only the BYU shirt is absolutely necessary; you can wear your own shorts and socks if you want to, no problem! Now I know, and never again will I put on those abominations from the RB locker room.
Note: At the end of winter semester 2009, BYU phased out its physical education clothing. This post by Braden, as with all posts on this blog, was written a year ago, before the clothing was discontinued. Here is a brief article from BYU Magazine about the clothing change.
I'm taking volleyball this semester. I didn't take a gym class last semester, so this is my first time having a permanent locker in the Richards Building (RB) and regularly getting the BYU athletic-issue clothes. On the first day of class, the teacher said that we could get socks, shorts, and a shirt—which we must wear to participate—in the locker room.
So for the next day of class, I got each item of BYU issue. But there was one problem: they're like '80s-style clothes! The socks are tube socks that go halfway up your leg, and the shorts are the short shorts that almost make you feel immodest—the kind that basketball players wore in the '80s with their tube socks, for goodness' sake!
But since we had to wear BYU issue, I sucked up my pride, put on the shorts and shirt, and went to the gym, somewhat consoled by the fact that everybody must feel as ridiculous as I did. (I did skip on the socks; I figured I could get away with just keeping my own ankle socks, and there are some things my pride just won't let me do.) I walked into the gym and found only ONE other person wearing these gross shorts! And 15 seconds later, class started, so I was stuck wearing them for the rest of the period.
Turns out, only the BYU shirt is absolutely necessary; you can wear your own shorts and socks if you want to, no problem! Now I know, and never again will I put on those abominations from the RB locker room.
Note: At the end of winter semester 2009, BYU phased out its physical education clothing. This post by Braden, as with all posts on this blog, was written a year ago, before the clothing was discontinued. Here is a brief article from BYU Magazine about the clothing change.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Sword Play
Posted by Jeffrey S. McClellan (BS '94), Editor
One fall Tuesday night--club night at the Wilk--I tagged along with Braden and his friend Nichole Hunt for their weekly fencing club excursion.
After selecting their gear, participating in group warm ups, and having a bit of instruction, the pair began to duel. And lest you think Braden has no gallantry--attacking a girl with a sword--I can assure you it was all about self defense.
In one match I watched, Braden jumped out to an early 3-1 lead, but Nichole came back to take the lead at 4-3. Then Braden tied it up at 4. The bout point was a long round of parries, thrusts, lunges, and retreats. Finally they both struck at the same moment, and the tie required a judgment call. The club president ruled that Nichole had the right of way and won the bout 5–4.
Here are a few short video clips (combined into one) of a different match they fought; I don't recall who won this time, and I could never tell who made points, so watching the video tells me nothing, I'm afraid. But it's fun to watch nonetheless. Almost as good as Princess Bride. In just a few club meetings, Braden and Nichole had learned enough parries, thrusts, and dancing moves to be rather impressive--especially with those cool masks.
One fall Tuesday night--club night at the Wilk--I tagged along with Braden and his friend Nichole Hunt for their weekly fencing club excursion.
After selecting their gear, participating in group warm ups, and having a bit of instruction, the pair began to duel. And lest you think Braden has no gallantry--attacking a girl with a sword--I can assure you it was all about self defense.
In one match I watched, Braden jumped out to an early 3-1 lead, but Nichole came back to take the lead at 4-3. Then Braden tied it up at 4. The bout point was a long round of parries, thrusts, lunges, and retreats. Finally they both struck at the same moment, and the tie required a judgment call. The club president ruled that Nichole had the right of way and won the bout 5–4.
Here are a few short video clips (combined into one) of a different match they fought; I don't recall who won this time, and I could never tell who made points, so watching the video tells me nothing, I'm afraid. But it's fun to watch nonetheless. Almost as good as Princess Bride. In just a few club meetings, Braden and Nichole had learned enough parries, thrusts, and dancing moves to be rather impressive--especially with those cool masks.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Approved Fighting at BYU
Posted by Braden
Reason #237 why I like college: fencing club
In high school, I participated in just about every activity I had even the slightest bit of interest in and time for. People used to ask me what I was going to do in college where some of those clubs no longer existed, so I looked up the BYUSA website, saw what looked fun to me, and told them, "I'm not sure--probably fencing club!" School started, and sometime during the first couple weeks of school I saw a sign with the time and place for fencing club that week. I called up a friend to go with me, and we went.
Two and a half months after the start of school, I'm a fencing fiend! No, not really...but I do have a lot of fun attending practice every Tuesday night. Typically we warm up and stretch, do some drills, suit up, learn a new skill and practice it for a bit, then free fence the last half hour or so (practice is 90 minutes long). It has been really fun for me to see just how quickly skills improve on an activity that I've never tried before in my life! And what little boy hasn't wished at some point in his life to be a really good sword fighter?
Dues were only $15, I get to use all of the equipment (mask, vest, foil, and all the equipment for electric fencing), no prior experience was required, and it's a very fun alternative to running for exercise! I have no intention of ever pursuing the sport seriously, but at what other time in my life will I have such easy access to a fencing club, instruction, and equipment? Now if only we had a nunchakus club on campus...
Reason #237 why I like college: fencing club
In high school, I participated in just about every activity I had even the slightest bit of interest in and time for. People used to ask me what I was going to do in college where some of those clubs no longer existed, so I looked up the BYUSA website, saw what looked fun to me, and told them, "I'm not sure--probably fencing club!" School started, and sometime during the first couple weeks of school I saw a sign with the time and place for fencing club that week. I called up a friend to go with me, and we went.
Two and a half months after the start of school, I'm a fencing fiend! No, not really...but I do have a lot of fun attending practice every Tuesday night. Typically we warm up and stretch, do some drills, suit up, learn a new skill and practice it for a bit, then free fence the last half hour or so (practice is 90 minutes long). It has been really fun for me to see just how quickly skills improve on an activity that I've never tried before in my life! And what little boy hasn't wished at some point in his life to be a really good sword fighter?
Dues were only $15, I get to use all of the equipment (mask, vest, foil, and all the equipment for electric fencing), no prior experience was required, and it's a very fun alternative to running for exercise! I have no intention of ever pursuing the sport seriously, but at what other time in my life will I have such easy access to a fencing club, instruction, and equipment? Now if only we had a nunchakus club on campus...
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Cougar Football
Posted by Adam
Alrighty, I've been a little hesitant to put up a post about my love for Cougar football because I fear I would not do it justice.
Just to start off, I love BYU football; some of my earliest memories of my childhood were watching BYU games, wondering why my dad and brother kept yelling at the television every couple minutes. I'm pretty sure I had BYU diapers, and I have always had a couple BYU shirts on hand. All I'm trying to get at is--I'm a born and bred Cougar fan. I haven't missed watching a game in over four years. My yearly calendar essentially revolves around the Cougar football schedule. I even showed up late to a closing night performance of a show I was in because they couldn't pry me away from the TV. I missed the opening number!
So really, BYU football has always been more than just a game to me--it's been an entire life in the making. So you can imagine my excitement when I had the opportunity to come to BYU and get an All-Sport Pass. I actually included the All-Sport Pass fee in my tuition budget--I wasn't going to get an education without being able to see the big games. And of all seasons to come to the school, I've been lucky enough to be at the one where the Cougars are ranked in the top 10 in the nation! I almost explode just thinking about it. I mean, did anyone go to the UCLA game? It was amazing! That stadium was off the hook! The games have been fun, but probably the best part of it all is the fact that I'm practically peers with the guys on the team! Although I still feel like a little boy compared to them.
Last week I was walking to my moped which was parked by the Indoor Practice Facility and, as soon as I get it started, I turn around to see none other than Austin Collie about two feet in front of me. Trying not to look like a complete idiot, I lifted up my jaw and just stared as he passed by me. But I couldn't get the courage to say anything to him; I was star struck for the first time in my life!
But to top it all off, earlier this afternoon, after my ballroom dance class, feeling like an idiot because I suddenly had two left feet on my quiz, I headed over to Jamba Juice with a friend of mine. I got a sour-patch-flavored smoothie. (It's totally off subject, but the sooner everyone else finds out about the secret menu at Jamba Juice, the sooner you'll all be happier in life. They have flavors not on the menu--white gummy bear, Skittles, sour patch, purple dinosaur, and lots of others . . . best of luck.) Anyway, as we were sitting there talking, I look over and notice none other than Curtis Brown at the cash register (if you don't know who he is, he's only BYU's all-time rushing leader) and next to him, Fui Vakapuna! (Now if you don't know who that is, shame on you, he's #1 . . . literally.)
Well, me and my friend just sat there like 12-year-old girls at a Hannah Montana concert; we probably said nothing other than, "Dude!" for like 10 minutes. But I wasn't about to let another opportunity pass me up, so I stood right up, went over, put my hand on Fui's massive shoulder, and said, "Fui Vakapuna, I love you," and shook his hand. Then I repeated the process with Curtis Brown, actually managing to spit out a couple coherent sentences before drooling all over the floor. It was nothing other than awesome! Then I just sat and stared at the beautiful bald heads and massive calves of two of the greatest rushers of all time--in my book at least. Sigh, I love BYU!
Note: Like other posts on The First Year blog, this post was written in 2008 and discusses events (the UCLA football game, meeting Fui Vakapuna and Curtis Brown) that happened a year ago.
Alrighty, I've been a little hesitant to put up a post about my love for Cougar football because I fear I would not do it justice.Just to start off, I love BYU football; some of my earliest memories of my childhood were watching BYU games, wondering why my dad and brother kept yelling at the television every couple minutes. I'm pretty sure I had BYU diapers, and I have always had a couple BYU shirts on hand. All I'm trying to get at is--I'm a born and bred Cougar fan. I haven't missed watching a game in over four years. My yearly calendar essentially revolves around the Cougar football schedule. I even showed up late to a closing night performance of a show I was in because they couldn't pry me away from the TV. I missed the opening number!
So really, BYU football has always been more than just a game to me--it's been an entire life in the making. So you can imagine my excitement when I had the opportunity to come to BYU and get an All-Sport Pass. I actually included the All-Sport Pass fee in my tuition budget--I wasn't going to get an education without being able to see the big games. And of all seasons to come to the school, I've been lucky enough to be at the one where the Cougars are ranked in the top 10 in the nation! I almost explode just thinking about it. I mean, did anyone go to the UCLA game? It was amazing! That stadium was off the hook! The games have been fun, but probably the best part of it all is the fact that I'm practically peers with the guys on the team! Although I still feel like a little boy compared to them.Last week I was walking to my moped which was parked by the Indoor Practice Facility and, as soon as I get it started, I turn around to see none other than Austin Collie about two feet in front of me. Trying not to look like a complete idiot, I lifted up my jaw and just stared as he passed by me. But I couldn't get the courage to say anything to him; I was star struck for the first time in my life!
But to top it all off, earlier this afternoon, after my ballroom dance class, feeling like an idiot because I suddenly had two left feet on my quiz, I headed over to Jamba Juice with a friend of mine. I got a sour-patch-flavored smoothie. (It's totally off subject, but the sooner everyone else finds out about the secret menu at Jamba Juice, the sooner you'll all be happier in life. They have flavors not on the menu--white gummy bear, Skittles, sour patch, purple dinosaur, and lots of others . . . best of luck.) Anyway, as we were sitting there talking, I look over and notice none other than Curtis Brown at the cash register (if you don't know who he is, he's only BYU's all-time rushing leader) and next to him, Fui Vakapuna! (Now if you don't know who that is, shame on you, he's #1 . . . literally.)Well, me and my friend just sat there like 12-year-old girls at a Hannah Montana concert; we probably said nothing other than, "Dude!" for like 10 minutes. But I wasn't about to let another opportunity pass me up, so I stood right up, went over, put my hand on Fui's massive shoulder, and said, "Fui Vakapuna, I love you," and shook his hand. Then I repeated the process with Curtis Brown, actually managing to spit out a couple coherent sentences before drooling all over the floor. It was nothing other than awesome! Then I just sat and stared at the beautiful bald heads and massive calves of two of the greatest rushers of all time--in my book at least. Sigh, I love BYU!
Note: Like other posts on The First Year blog, this post was written in 2008 and discusses events (the UCLA football game, meeting Fui Vakapuna and Curtis Brown) that happened a year ago.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Three Generations of Cougars
Posted by Laura
Last weekend was so fun! How could a BYU football game get any better? We completely dominated, smeared, demolished UCLA, and man, was it sweet to watch. What made it even more sweet was that my mom and grandma got to come watch it with me and my sister; it was a three generation event.
After the game, I was able to walk around with my mom and grandma and they were able to tell me some of their experiences at BYU. I never knew that my grandma still has get-togethers with her roommates from BYU or that she was on the newspaper organization kind of like our Daily Universe but it was called The Press back then. It was really neat hearing all of their stories and knowing that I am creating those memories that I will look back on, today.
I have loved my ward! Everyone is so friendly and outgoing. This Sunday at church, I was called to be the publicity coordinator. I am not too computer savvy, but I am still so excited to start. After church, my roommates pulled out the ice cream. Literally. When they scooped it, it came right out of the box and was just a big cube of ice cream. So we decided to do what any normal person would do and sculpted it, into a bus. Nobody wanted to ruin this art so it is on the plate in our freezer, firming up.
Note: Like other posts on The First Year blog, this post was written in 2008 and discusses events (the BYU-UCLA football game) that happened a year ago.
Last weekend was so fun! How could a BYU football game get any better? We completely dominated, smeared, demolished UCLA, and man, was it sweet to watch. What made it even more sweet was that my mom and grandma got to come watch it with me and my sister; it was a three generation event.
After the game, I was able to walk around with my mom and grandma and they were able to tell me some of their experiences at BYU. I never knew that my grandma still has get-togethers with her roommates from BYU or that she was on the newspaper organization kind of like our Daily Universe but it was called The Press back then. It was really neat hearing all of their stories and knowing that I am creating those memories that I will look back on, today.
I have loved my ward! Everyone is so friendly and outgoing. This Sunday at church, I was called to be the publicity coordinator. I am not too computer savvy, but I am still so excited to start. After church, my roommates pulled out the ice cream. Literally. When they scooped it, it came right out of the box and was just a big cube of ice cream. So we decided to do what any normal person would do and sculpted it, into a bus. Nobody wanted to ruin this art so it is on the plate in our freezer, firming up.
Note: Like other posts on The First Year blog, this post was written in 2008 and discusses events (the BYU-UCLA football game) that happened a year ago.
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