Complete 180

Remember how just the other day I was talking about how busy I am and how these last couple of days were going to be hell? Ok well yesterday, it was! But TODAY has been AMAZING! It's a good day :)

2.5 days

So I'm suppose to be doing homework/studying right now, but obviously I'm not. That's because I've had it up to HERE (my hand is reached as high as it can go) with my classes. I have 2.5 days left before I leave town and I have soo much to do, it's seriously unbearable. Anyways, so this is my own version of a therapy session.

Things to do:
-Study First Aid and take exam (Thurs.)
-Study Chemistry and take exam (Thurs.)
-Do Microbiology lab report (Thurs.)
-Do ALL chemistry homework and turn in (Fri.)
-Do two chemistry reading response and turn in (Fri.)
-Do chemistry lab report + prelab and turn in (Fri.)
-Write English paper (Fri.)
-Pack bag for family reunion
-Finish papers

I think that's everything. I don't really remember... I have a list written somewhere but I don't know where that is right now so that doesn't help. I've gotten to the point where everything is making me cry, I keep glaring at people I walk past, I can't focus, I don't care about anything right now... ok, really I do, but I'm just bugged.

Ooook on a lighter note.... I have soccer practice today! Hopefully that will be fun, get some aggression out and be with my girls.

Sorry this is such a depressing blog, I had intentions of thinking about happy stuff to write about. I guess that will have to wait for the next blog because I can't think of anything but my to-do list :D Ok I have to go to micro.
Peace.

And I'm suppose to be 20 yrs old?

So nothing really hilarious has happened recently... I'm going to have to stretch this a little and over exaggerate. Last week I gave a talk in sacrament meeting. I went first and was suppose to use 10-12 minutes. I think I used 8. Then the girl after me (a return missionary) thought she was using too much time so she cut out like 10 minutes of her talk and only ended up talking for like 5 minutes. First of all, don't ask me why her sense of time is so messed up, I don't know... all I know is that there was 25 minutes left for the last speaker, a premi boy who didn't prepare a dang thing! Long story short, we got out of sacrament 15 minutes early! I felt bad... but I wasn't about to be the one to take 30 seconds to pronounce a 3 syllable word! I said what I prepared and ended it as fast as I could! Oh and have I ever mentioned how when I get nervous/excited I start to stutter? Yeah, I was stuttering and messing up all over the place. And the microphone could not have been any closer... I swear it was right under my nose and in front of my lips... you could hear my breathing! AND if it was any closer to my nose, the running nose that I woke up with would have been all over that mic. Talk about gross! Ok so it wasn't THAT bad... but it was bad. My knees were shaking. The paper in my hand was shaking making it hard to read.

Oh and THEN that night we had a Relief Society fireside. So I went, but I think I went to the wrong place! Here I thought this was something that was going to be broadcasted... wrong. I went to the Kirk. My stake was suppose to be meeting in the Taylor. But I walked into the kirk late so everyone was staring at me AND I was wearing my farting heels (heels that make farting noises when I walk... yeah they're getting kinda old). Anyways, there was no way I could sneak out! So I just sat at some other stakes fireside for an hour and a half. That wasn't too bad either though, the speakers all gave really good talks! I just felt like I had to confess.

Alright so uhhh...I had a doctor's appointment the other day to do some lab work. Which included a blood test and, lucky me, a urine analysis. They gave me the cup and a paper with directions on it. I never knew there were directions!?!!? It was like a step by step outline of what to do... there were like 12 STEPS! At max I thought there could only be MAYBE 3 steps... take off lid, pull down pants, pee in cup. How difficult is that!? That's like having directions of how to make toast! So once I saw there were so many steps I thought hey, maybe I should read these. BAD DECISION! It made the whole process way more confusing than necessary. But I thought I should probably do this step-by-step thing, so here I am going through the billion steps. And I get so frustrated and caught up in the dumb directions, my papers were falling on to the floor all spread out, the little wipes fell on the floor (whoever was the architect for this bathroom was an IDIOT! They should have been a little more considerate of the poor fools having to refer to the pee-in-cup directions.... as if I wasn't having enough troubles following these kajillion steps, the lack of counter tops made it that much more difficult.) Anyways, I ended up PEEING ON MY HANDS AND DOWN MY LEGS! AHHHHH Can you believe it!?! All because I was trying to follow the directions! Anyways, once that horrifying experience was over, as I was on my way out of the building I looked for suggestion slips... there weren't any. I feel bad for the next sucker that has to go in there!

So there you have it.... my top 3 most embarrassing things for this semester. I'm on a roll

Two stories

Alright so I realize it's been awhile since I last posted anything... and it was awhile before that one too.

I had high hopes for this semester... like every other time I come back to this school to room with the same girls since my very first freshman fall '07 semester.

Every semester I have hope that it will be like our first. That fall '07 I laughed until I cried on a daily basis. None of us went anywhere, we just stayed in our little cozy dorm keeping each other company. We cooked meals for each other. We stayed up late talking. We even made plans to all live in the same neighborhood when we got married so our kids could grow up together. We took road trips together. We had week long sleepovers in the living room, we were all each other had, we relied on each other, we became each other's family.



Summer '08 semester wasn't the same as Fall '07, but it was still good. We went out camping, we went on bike rides, we went swimming, hiking, shopping, and road trips. We had apartment dinners together, and we had apartment prayer together.

Fall '08 semester we still did some things together, we sometimes had dinner together, we sometimes said family prayer, we met up for lunch ever tuesday and thursday, and we watched devotional together.

Summer '09 semester, this semester, we hardly do any of those things. We don't do dinner. We SOMETIMES say prayers together... although they're more apartment prayers than they are family prayers (its like we're just roommates... not friends, let alone family). We rarely go to devotional together, rarely do we do our Tuesdays and Thursday lunches, we never go on road trips, we never go on hikes, nor biking, nor swimming, we don't even stay up late talking and gigglying. I miss those days.

Every semester since fall '07, I hope and pray that it will be like it. Instead, it seems as though we are drifting farther and farther apart. We've met different groups, we're in different clubs, different classes, different majors. What used to make our apartment unique (all the different personalities) is now pulling us apart. At the beginning of each semester I'll have flashes of fall '07 together, then flashes of summer semester, then flashes of fall. Will I have flashes of this one? Is this the end. Our apartment used to be the meeting place, a place where people would be drawn towards. This isn't really the case anymore, no one is really ever home. And so I wonder, what lies ahead?

I love my girls and I always will, I just miss them. They're in the same house and I feel like they're miles away.