Excuses.

Being officially done with my freshman year, I had to move to a new residency for spring term. Enter: me crammed in the back seat of my car with all of my stuff, being careful to avoid getting skewerd by my motley array of hangers.

Judging by my first day of spring classes, it seems that my life is about to get really busy. Therefore I figure I had better update my blog now because I don't think I'm going to have a chance to do it later.
But mostly I just don't feel like going for my run just yet. So instead I'm going to tell you about my schedule.
I deliberately scheduled late afternoon/evening classes so that I could work during the day. I wake up at 7 every morning and go to work until 3. Then I have class from 3 until 7 every night. Once things pick up I will then have to do homework either before or after I go for a run. And that's my day. Every day. Except Fridays. I don't have class on Friday. So I'll just work all day. NO big deal.

I'm actually not complaining though. I'd rather be busy; it helps me feel productive while simultaneously allowing me to avoid things I don't want to think about. I just hope no one expects me to have a social life.

My roommate has still not arrived. I'll give her until this weekend before I take her bed and her drawer space. Also I'm getting a new laptop this week! I'm stoked to finally be able to skype. And open recent documents on a non-ancient computer. And watch DVDs. Not that I'm gonna have time for that, as we have already previously discussed. :)

Let them eat cake

I just got home from my cousin Jenna's wedding reception. It was perfect.

Their cake (which my talented, tireless aunt made) was so cute. Love birds. Agh so clever.

 

I didn't take any more pictures cause I don't like to be quite that open about how much of a stalker I actually am. Just know that the entire event was very well put together and very beautiful, and seeing the two of them so happy was inspiring. They are very much each other's complement.

Now I'm not trying to get married anytime soon or anything, but naturally, witnessing this made me think about my own future. They say you should marry someone with whom you can be "equally yoked." In church, at least once a year since I turned 12, they would make us girls write a list of qualities we wanted in our future husbands. Then they'd say something like, "now read that list, and ask yourself if you possess those qualities, because it's not fair to expect that of someone if you're not working on those things also." I've been thinking about that sort of thing recently more than ever. Up to this point, I haven't been behaving the way I ought to in order to be deserving of the kind of man I want to end up with. I believe everyone deserves to be happy regardless of the mistakes they have made, myself included. However, I know I have a long journey ahead of me and a lot of big changes to make before I can attain the kind of happiness I really want, and I have every intention of doing so, because ultimately I get what I want. I have a tendency of procrastinating the things I need to do, and this is no different. But like always, I will do what needs to be done. Better late than never. I may lose a lot of battles, but I make sure to win the war.

P.S. Here's a pic of me before I left for the wedding. I feel like I haven't put up any flattering pictures of me lately and I just wanted to remind everyone that I don't always look awful.

By the way, happy Easter tomorrow everyone!

The Last Hoorah

My Thursday and Friday, reading days before finals next week, were spent in Deer Valley with my Caroline, Hailey, and Megan. As promised, here's a recap of some of the tomfoolery that went on there.

We stuffed ourselves into the dryers..

Prepared and ate delicious meals such as this one..

Sunbathed on the deck, resulting in this..

 Oh, the usual..

And during one of our late night group binge sessions that we innocently referred to as a pow wow, Caroline wiped whipped cream on my face so I retaliated by throwing a whipped cream-topped giant marshmallow at her, which escalated into a food fight..

..after which we ran downstairs and jumped in the pool.

Not only was the trip a lot of fun, but it was a really good opportunity to look back on freshman year and see how much we all have grown. I'm gonna miss my friends this summer, but I'm so excited to see what comes next.

"It's like riding a bike: you never really forget.."

Naturally I would be the one to prove that simile inaccurate.

My cousin's fiance (they're pretty cute) fixed up a road bike he found and I bought it. It's a wonderful piece of machinery. Take a looksie:

I needed to give it a test run and yeah, I haven't EXACTLY ridden an actual bike in, like, five years, so YEAH I'm a liiiiiittle rusty and yeah, I did run into the curb and fall after riding for about 2 seconds. And yeah, all witness did laugh at me and feel really bad for me because I apparently am handicapped.
Don't worry.
I will master this thing.

Is your refrigerator running?

Haha, this picture seriously kills me.

I haven't had an update in some time. Mostly because I didn't have any recent pictures to post with it. So you guys get leftovers =/ sorry. But anyway. The last few weeks, with the semester coming to an end and everything, things have been pretty hectic. This Wednesday will be the last day of school of my Freshman year of college and it's kind of sad. Pretty much all of the guys I've been interacting with for the last nine months will be heading off on missions soon, which is pretty incredible to think about when I realize that in two years we all will be very different people. As for the girls, I won't see most of them ever again. I will, however, be seeing these ones

...because I'll be living with them!! And I am just absolutely elated about that. However, we will be separated for the summer as we each embark upon our different adventures. I'm continuing my education during Spring term and then heading to Colorado to rekindle some ties with my old lovers, Caroline is traveling the world, Katie is headed home to Oregon to work her crazy dedicated behind off and Hailey is going back to Arizona to make it even hotter.
I will be hanging out with this adorable Draper native during my extended stay at BYU this Spring:

I feel so blessed that these young ladies have stumbled into my life. They have each been an answer to my prayers and having them around has been exactly what I needed. I really can't articulate how much I have truly come to love them, even in the short time that I've known them. I look forward to getting to know them all like the back of my hand ;) And much of that will be going on this Thursday and Friday during our last trip to Deer Valley of the year for our final celebration together before we all go our separate ways. I can't wait. And I'm sure you can't either, because inevitably it means another exciting blog entry and lots of pictures.

Now I've never been good at transitions, but I wanna change subjects now because I've had a lot of things on my mind the last few days that I just want to share with anyone who's interested enough in me that they're willing to read my lame blog. These thoughts were catalyzed by my recent experiences with boys, one in particular. I guess it's nothing too serious, and it's not like I've had my heart shattered to bits or anything. But I have experienced a great deal of disappointment the last couple of months, and I would say I deserved better than the treatment I received except that I settled for it. I have high hopes, and I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt, so I always hold onto things a lot longer than I ought to. I'm very idealistic, especially in relationships. I'm not difficult to please, but I'm pretty easy to disappoint. That's OK cause I bounce right back and I try not to hold on to the negative. Still, I can't help but feel that a guy who really cares about me will act like it. Someday, I'm going to end up with someone who makes me ridiculously happy enough of the time to make up for all of the times he makes me sad, angry, frustrated, or otherwise upset. I'm betting that guy is going to be one who treats me right the first time around, not one who takes me for granted and has to lose me before realizing too late that he let go of something truly unique and special. I don't mind waiting for that guy, but in the meantime, I plan to not allow myself to spend my time with the ones who are only interested in wasting it.