I thought this was a fitting blog title for today.
As Time Goes By.
For one reason, it reminds me of the British TV series my mom and I watched together about two people who fell in love when they were in their 20's, then they were split up after the war, and never saw each other. They wrote each other, but their letters both got lost in the mail. They finally reunite and blah blah blah. But remember the losing letters part. That's important for this blog's purpose.
It's been almost 3 weeks since I was dropped off and I've started life on my own! And I'm doing great! I love it here in Rexburg! A lot! Except the guys never date--unless you're drop dead gorgeous. Which, right now, I honestly don't mind! I don't want to even be considering marriage for at least a year or two! So, thank heavens that freshman boys are freshman boys. :)
Being at college has made me think a lot about how quickly life has gone by, how fast it is going, and how quickly it will be over. I want to be the best possible person I can, and I am trying pretty hard to live a better life. One thing that I really like about BYU-Idaho is that it is preparing us to become leaders, spouses, parents and simply great people in the world. I can already tell it's making a difference in my life! I love it!
I also went to the Rexburg temple for the first time this past week! It was BEAUTIFUL! I love the inside (and the outside) so much! You can see ALL of Rexburg from the temple grounds, and honestly, looking out at this little town, I kind of like it. :) It's a cute little town full of big, old bushy green trees, mountains and sand dunes in the distance, and right off the temple grounds is the Lord's university. How much better can that get? Not much.
Okay, so now back to the importance of the letters getting lost in the mail.
That happened to me with one of my very best friends. Bryson. Remember him? Elder Mahoney? Yeah, he's in Africa right now. Two and a half (almost three) weeks ago, my parents got a letter from him in the mail for me. They forwarded it to me, thinking it would be there within a few days--a week at the most.
Great planning, right?
Wrong.
Three weeks later, I finally got the letter. I was so happy when I got it that I ran in my dorm, waved my letter around while dancing a little bit, and screamed that I got my missionary letter. No--he is not "my" missionary, and no--we are not in love, but it's still exciting to get letters from people. Especially after they've gotten lost in the mail.
Bryson is doing great--he actually had his first baptism already! I'm so proud of him! He gets to ride his bike, and he is in the town of...Grahamsville? He has seen giraffes, rhinos, ostriches and monkeys on the side of the road--like cats back home! :) He's doing really well!
I also am being referred to by my Book of Mormon teacher for other students to contact since I'm an "excellent student in [her] class". Pretty cool, huh? She sent some people some emails who just joined the class, and told them to contact me if they had any questions about the class since she'll be out of town. I felt pretty good. :) 120% in the class is also pretty exciting. :)
Other than that, college is kind of in the full swing of things now--not quite as much fun, but still enjoyable. No sleep except in your history classes, tons of homework each night, and playing Slender with your roomies when things get boring. :) I have 100% (or over) in 3 or 4 of my classes, 92% in another, and about an 85% in another. :) I'm pretty proud of myself!
I love this place still though! Just cross your fingers my dorm (if it's chosen as one of the random six apartments) passes the cleaning check tomorrow. :) Hahaaaa.....
Live. Love. Laugh. Grow.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Road Trip!
One of the most exciting things so far at school is about to happen. :)
Four (and possibly five) of my guy friends from Heber are making a road trip up here to see me. I can't even begin to describe how happy I am and how excited I am that they're making this trip for me. They're coming down on General Conference weekend to watch with me and my roomies, and we're going to try to do some fun things in Rexburg--whatever that may include. There's not a whole lot, but just seeing them will be awesome! They'll get to see my dorm, my campus, and the new city I'm living in! I'm so excited!
The only tricky thing?
Figuring out what four hungry teenage boys want to eat and how to keep them entertained for a few days. :)
I can't wait!
Four (and possibly five) of my guy friends from Heber are making a road trip up here to see me. I can't even begin to describe how happy I am and how excited I am that they're making this trip for me. They're coming down on General Conference weekend to watch with me and my roomies, and we're going to try to do some fun things in Rexburg--whatever that may include. There's not a whole lot, but just seeing them will be awesome! They'll get to see my dorm, my campus, and the new city I'm living in! I'm so excited!
The only tricky thing?
Figuring out what four hungry teenage boys want to eat and how to keep them entertained for a few days. :)
I can't wait!
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
So basically...
So basically, these are my roommates.
I'm missing Emily in this picture, and I hope to get one of her soon, but as for now, we three (Kristen, Erin, and I) are the Three Amigas. We do a LOT of things together.
Play scary games together.
Get ice cream at 12:30 in the morning together.
Forget about rotting potatoes above the sink together and then wonder why it stinks so bad.
Do our makeup...not together.
Sometimes do our dishes.
Sometimes make our beds.
Always make it to class.
Always do our homework, even if it calls for a bag of chocolate chips to snack on.
Root for our roomies on a date--or to get married.
Stare at each other across the table awkwardly for 20 minutes together. Because we're that cool.
Avoided callings in Relief Society--except for Erin. :) She's a teacher.
But basically, I love them.
And I love BYU-Idaho. More than anything else in this world.
Except for my friends. Family. Nutella. Michael Buble. And ice cream.
But it's still pretty amazing. :)
I'm missing Emily in this picture, and I hope to get one of her soon, but as for now, we three (Kristen, Erin, and I) are the Three Amigas. We do a LOT of things together.
Play scary games together.
Get ice cream at 12:30 in the morning together.
Forget about rotting potatoes above the sink together and then wonder why it stinks so bad.
Do our makeup...not together.
Sometimes do our dishes.
Sometimes make our beds.
Always make it to class.
Always do our homework, even if it calls for a bag of chocolate chips to snack on.
Root for our roomies on a date--or to get married.
Stare at each other across the table awkwardly for 20 minutes together. Because we're that cool.
Avoided callings in Relief Society--except for Erin. :) She's a teacher.
But basically, I love them.
And I love BYU-Idaho. More than anything else in this world.
Except for my friends. Family. Nutella. Michael Buble. And ice cream.
But it's still pretty amazing. :)
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
I love it here!
I have now attended almost all my classes here now!
And I LOVE them!
The first class I had was my Humanities class, and it is called "Transitions in Art and Culture". The teacher is Brother Papworth, and he is a CRACK-UP. He reminds me a lot of my grandpa actually--his face, his sense of humor, his mannerisms, and his eyes especially. He is so funny. He came into the classroom and started class by saying, "Now I would like it if you could all write your names on a 3x5 card...which I forgot to bring. How about we write your names down in this book [walks over to the piano]...oh, never mind. That's a hymn book. Well, let's just have you all get a blank piece of paper out, write your name on it, and we'll do a short thing with it."
It was so funny! He cracks me up! He knows he's forgetful, and his hearing is going, but he embraces it and makes the best jokes out of it. However, even though he can be quite funny and crack me up, he also knows when to be respectful, and when to invite the Spirit in when there are more serious topics to discuss.
For example, we were looking at a statue of Michelangelo's Piety (Mary's Sorrow), and it was beautiful. It was just a picture online, but it was a statue of Mary holding Christ on her lap after he had been crucified. We each came up to the big screen and got to "stand" in front of the statue and emotionally take in what Michelangelo was trying to say with this sculpture. It was incredibly spiritual. We had an amazing discussion about Christ, artwork, Michelangelo, and the amazing detail that went in to the piece. We also learned a few tactics used by artists (mostly sculpturers) and what they may mean in a piece, or how frequently they appear in their works. I didn't want the class to end. Any class where you're able to talk about the Savior, look at amazing art pieces, start the class with a prayer, and read beautiful literature is the best class in the world. I was sad when it was actually time to leave class, but excited to get to see my other professors and learn things in my other classes. My homework for this class was to actually "stand" in front of some sculptures, pieces called "David", by Michelangelo, Donatello, and Verrocchio. They were BEAUTIFUL. And each of them, after a while of pondering and studying them, have SO many inside meanings, a beautiful background of how it came to be, and so much more. I actually love doing the homework here. It's so much fun, and I have already leaned so much!
My next class I had was my Book of Mormon class. This class was mostly filled with girls--I think I counted about 6 or 7 boys total. We sat in the classroom, and class was supposed to start at 11:30. I came in the classroom a little earlier, like 11:20, and a lot of other kids did as well. We waited, and 11:30 came. No teacher. Now usually, it seems like the teachers wander in at about the starting time, take 1 or 2 minutes to set up from their last class they had just come from, and then they'll start class, so I didn't think much about it. 11:35--no teacher. 11:45--no teacher. 11:50--no teacher. 12:00--still no teacher. At this point, class is halfway over. What's the point of sitting here without learning anything? About 1/3 of the class had drifted out over the passing minutes, and more and more kids decided to just leave. The teacher obviously wasn't showing up, and by the time she did, she wouldn't have half the class to talk to and no time to teach anything. At about 12:05, I left the classroom, along with a lot of other kids. Later that day, I got word that my teacher had cancelled class, but didn't send out an email. Her TA apparently came in a few minutes before the class would have been over and apologized for the inconvenience. Good thing I didn't stay. :) But I read through what I needed to do for the class, and printed all kinds of stuff out she wanted us to, and she sounds TOUGH. Her disclosure was 11 pages long, was super technical, and there were so many things she is expecting of us. She wants us to specifically have a composition notebook (nothing else) for tracking our scripture reading and journal entries about the scriptures; a 1 1/2" view binder (must be view or points are docked, and it can't be smaller than 1 1/2" or points will be docked) to put our final portfolio of the class together in; I had to buy a paperback copy of just the Book of Mormon, specifically to mark and use in class discussions and homework; a book report on The Continuous Atonement is due in about 6 weeks (Oct 24) and I am supposed to keep a log and journal on the book, as well as summaries about the chapters (and that's not even the report part of it); and there is so much more. So so much more. It's insane. I think I'll learn a lot from her, but she sounds like she's going to be hard. A lot of my classes this year sound like they're going to give me a run for my money--and my grades are going to really have to be worked for, unlike high school...
My next class was Science Foundations, and I really like my teacher. He's a cowboy at heart--a lot like my Grandpa Norton as well. His tie had a picture of a cowboy on a horse, he had a western belt on, and glasses like cowboys in the olden days would have worn. He actually, in his personality, reminded me a lot of John Bytheway. He's super nice, and really caring--you can tell he loves teaching and he already loves each of us. That's one things that I really appreciate about the teachers here at BYU-Idaho--they all LOVE teaching, and they invite the Spirit into their lessons, and teach the subject while incorporating the gospel into it. It truly is amazing. So many more things make sense, and so many more things fit together and I am learning so much so easily! I love it! We don't have a textbook for the class, instead we have online readings and then have discussions and whatnot during class. It's going to be a great year!
Today, my first class was Geography for Elementary Education, and I think I'm really going to love it! However, it's going to be HARD. I have to know all the states and capitals (I think) by Friday, and he gives us a lot of homework each day. The class is going to move quickly, and he said we really have to try and participate in order to get an A. Most of the time, when he teaches the class, the highest percentage of students get in the B range, but I have to get above a C- in order to receive credit for Elementary Education. He said in order to do that, I'm going to need to try really hard to be there every day, to participate in the discussions, and have everything ready. And I'm totally going to do it. But, I think I'm the only freshman in the class...Most everyone around me was a girl, and almost all of them had wedding rings on and looked a little older. The boys in there looked like they had just gotten home from a mission and were continuing going to school, or they had wedding rings on and looked like they might be seniors. I felt a little young in that class. But I want to show them that I can do hard things. I can totally fight through this class and get in the A range even if I am a freshman. :)
I then had American Foundations next, and I was soooo not looking forward to it. History classes haven't been the best for me usually....but I went with a good attitude. The class has 100 people in it, and I got to sit by two really cute guys: Wyatt, and Joseph. I didn't really get to talk to them much, but they were way cute. :) Anyways, there are quizzes every time we have a class, but he doesn't have them online like most of the teachers do. He has us do them at the testing center. So every week on Tuesday or Wednesday, I have to go take a RAT (Readiness Assurance Test). However much of a bogus class I thought it was, I lit up when he said there are no midterm tests and no finals. Just RATs. :) Pretty exciting, huh? Not really, I know.
Afterwards, I came home and worked on some homework, mostly finishing the paper for tomorrow's humanity class, took a really short nap, and then went to the first Tuesday devotional of the year! It was AWESOME! President Clark and his wife spoke, and they did really well. I learned so much. I think I have three pages of notes from them, mostly from President Clark though, as he took up most of the time. After the devotional, I came back to my dorm, worked on some more homework, and then went with Erin to go do some laundry. Come to find out, coin-op is not as hard as I was making it out to be. :) And I got to meet some new people who were also waiting downstairs for their laundry to be done.
In a few minutes, I get to meet with my bishop in an interview so he can get to know us. It's at 7:40, but we have no idea where his office is. We know it's in the Clarke building, but we don't know what room. He told us there would be a big camera outside of it, so look for that. Whatever. I hope this works. :) He also said on Sunday that we would be getting called in another time to receive our callings, but I don't know when that would be.
AAAAnnnnnnyyyywaaaays. :) That has been my school week so far! :)
Have fun reading!
I'll post more when I take my organ class on Friday! :)
And I LOVE them!
The first class I had was my Humanities class, and it is called "Transitions in Art and Culture". The teacher is Brother Papworth, and he is a CRACK-UP. He reminds me a lot of my grandpa actually--his face, his sense of humor, his mannerisms, and his eyes especially. He is so funny. He came into the classroom and started class by saying, "Now I would like it if you could all write your names on a 3x5 card...which I forgot to bring. How about we write your names down in this book [walks over to the piano]...oh, never mind. That's a hymn book. Well, let's just have you all get a blank piece of paper out, write your name on it, and we'll do a short thing with it."
It was so funny! He cracks me up! He knows he's forgetful, and his hearing is going, but he embraces it and makes the best jokes out of it. However, even though he can be quite funny and crack me up, he also knows when to be respectful, and when to invite the Spirit in when there are more serious topics to discuss.
For example, we were looking at a statue of Michelangelo's Piety (Mary's Sorrow), and it was beautiful. It was just a picture online, but it was a statue of Mary holding Christ on her lap after he had been crucified. We each came up to the big screen and got to "stand" in front of the statue and emotionally take in what Michelangelo was trying to say with this sculpture. It was incredibly spiritual. We had an amazing discussion about Christ, artwork, Michelangelo, and the amazing detail that went in to the piece. We also learned a few tactics used by artists (mostly sculpturers) and what they may mean in a piece, or how frequently they appear in their works. I didn't want the class to end. Any class where you're able to talk about the Savior, look at amazing art pieces, start the class with a prayer, and read beautiful literature is the best class in the world. I was sad when it was actually time to leave class, but excited to get to see my other professors and learn things in my other classes. My homework for this class was to actually "stand" in front of some sculptures, pieces called "David", by Michelangelo, Donatello, and Verrocchio. They were BEAUTIFUL. And each of them, after a while of pondering and studying them, have SO many inside meanings, a beautiful background of how it came to be, and so much more. I actually love doing the homework here. It's so much fun, and I have already leaned so much!
My next class I had was my Book of Mormon class. This class was mostly filled with girls--I think I counted about 6 or 7 boys total. We sat in the classroom, and class was supposed to start at 11:30. I came in the classroom a little earlier, like 11:20, and a lot of other kids did as well. We waited, and 11:30 came. No teacher. Now usually, it seems like the teachers wander in at about the starting time, take 1 or 2 minutes to set up from their last class they had just come from, and then they'll start class, so I didn't think much about it. 11:35--no teacher. 11:45--no teacher. 11:50--no teacher. 12:00--still no teacher. At this point, class is halfway over. What's the point of sitting here without learning anything? About 1/3 of the class had drifted out over the passing minutes, and more and more kids decided to just leave. The teacher obviously wasn't showing up, and by the time she did, she wouldn't have half the class to talk to and no time to teach anything. At about 12:05, I left the classroom, along with a lot of other kids. Later that day, I got word that my teacher had cancelled class, but didn't send out an email. Her TA apparently came in a few minutes before the class would have been over and apologized for the inconvenience. Good thing I didn't stay. :) But I read through what I needed to do for the class, and printed all kinds of stuff out she wanted us to, and she sounds TOUGH. Her disclosure was 11 pages long, was super technical, and there were so many things she is expecting of us. She wants us to specifically have a composition notebook (nothing else) for tracking our scripture reading and journal entries about the scriptures; a 1 1/2" view binder (must be view or points are docked, and it can't be smaller than 1 1/2" or points will be docked) to put our final portfolio of the class together in; I had to buy a paperback copy of just the Book of Mormon, specifically to mark and use in class discussions and homework; a book report on The Continuous Atonement is due in about 6 weeks (Oct 24) and I am supposed to keep a log and journal on the book, as well as summaries about the chapters (and that's not even the report part of it); and there is so much more. So so much more. It's insane. I think I'll learn a lot from her, but she sounds like she's going to be hard. A lot of my classes this year sound like they're going to give me a run for my money--and my grades are going to really have to be worked for, unlike high school...
My next class was Science Foundations, and I really like my teacher. He's a cowboy at heart--a lot like my Grandpa Norton as well. His tie had a picture of a cowboy on a horse, he had a western belt on, and glasses like cowboys in the olden days would have worn. He actually, in his personality, reminded me a lot of John Bytheway. He's super nice, and really caring--you can tell he loves teaching and he already loves each of us. That's one things that I really appreciate about the teachers here at BYU-Idaho--they all LOVE teaching, and they invite the Spirit into their lessons, and teach the subject while incorporating the gospel into it. It truly is amazing. So many more things make sense, and so many more things fit together and I am learning so much so easily! I love it! We don't have a textbook for the class, instead we have online readings and then have discussions and whatnot during class. It's going to be a great year!
Today, my first class was Geography for Elementary Education, and I think I'm really going to love it! However, it's going to be HARD. I have to know all the states and capitals (I think) by Friday, and he gives us a lot of homework each day. The class is going to move quickly, and he said we really have to try and participate in order to get an A. Most of the time, when he teaches the class, the highest percentage of students get in the B range, but I have to get above a C- in order to receive credit for Elementary Education. He said in order to do that, I'm going to need to try really hard to be there every day, to participate in the discussions, and have everything ready. And I'm totally going to do it. But, I think I'm the only freshman in the class...Most everyone around me was a girl, and almost all of them had wedding rings on and looked a little older. The boys in there looked like they had just gotten home from a mission and were continuing going to school, or they had wedding rings on and looked like they might be seniors. I felt a little young in that class. But I want to show them that I can do hard things. I can totally fight through this class and get in the A range even if I am a freshman. :)
I then had American Foundations next, and I was soooo not looking forward to it. History classes haven't been the best for me usually....but I went with a good attitude. The class has 100 people in it, and I got to sit by two really cute guys: Wyatt, and Joseph. I didn't really get to talk to them much, but they were way cute. :) Anyways, there are quizzes every time we have a class, but he doesn't have them online like most of the teachers do. He has us do them at the testing center. So every week on Tuesday or Wednesday, I have to go take a RAT (Readiness Assurance Test). However much of a bogus class I thought it was, I lit up when he said there are no midterm tests and no finals. Just RATs. :) Pretty exciting, huh? Not really, I know.
Afterwards, I came home and worked on some homework, mostly finishing the paper for tomorrow's humanity class, took a really short nap, and then went to the first Tuesday devotional of the year! It was AWESOME! President Clark and his wife spoke, and they did really well. I learned so much. I think I have three pages of notes from them, mostly from President Clark though, as he took up most of the time. After the devotional, I came back to my dorm, worked on some more homework, and then went with Erin to go do some laundry. Come to find out, coin-op is not as hard as I was making it out to be. :) And I got to meet some new people who were also waiting downstairs for their laundry to be done.
In a few minutes, I get to meet with my bishop in an interview so he can get to know us. It's at 7:40, but we have no idea where his office is. We know it's in the Clarke building, but we don't know what room. He told us there would be a big camera outside of it, so look for that. Whatever. I hope this works. :) He also said on Sunday that we would be getting called in another time to receive our callings, but I don't know when that would be.
AAAAnnnnnnyyyywaaaays. :) That has been my school week so far! :)
Have fun reading!
I'll post more when I take my organ class on Friday! :)
Saturday, September 8, 2012
I'm Finally Here!
Greetings from my new stomping grounds....Rexburg, Idaho!
I am so very excited to finally be here!
Years of counting down.
Months of preparation.
Weeks of friends leaving.
Days of getting ready.
Today I finally moved in.
Finally.
My family and I left for Rexburg on Wednesday morning, and honestly, I'm surprised that everything I have here at college fit in our car all the way up. We arrived around 2:30 on Wednesday to our hotel, and were able to unpack and settle in for a few minutes. We then decided to check out the bookstore, since it would probably be pretty busy the next few days. Unfortunately, we weren't able to check out my books since they were reserved, but we decided to still walk around campus. And it was awesome! It felt like home! There was such a down-to-earth feeling, and you could TOTALLY feel the spirit super strongly. I knew I was right where I was supposed to be!
So, then we caught up with some old family friends who now live in Rexburg, since their dad now teaches at BYU-Idaho, and they told me that whenever I wanted to come for dinner because I was homesick, or even just to see them, I was more than welcome to. That also really helped.
After going and eating frozen custard (super super good!) and doing a few other fun things with my parents and Steven, we finally went back to the hotel and decided to call it a night before the big moving day.
The next morning, I woke up bright and early and got ready to go. The rest of my family took a shower and then we were able to go have breakfast in the lobby. Although there were a lot of foods that looked really good, I was so excited/nervous that I didn't really have an appetite. We left after eating, and arrived on campus at about 8:40 or so. It was slammed with students! However, it seemed quite calm and organized through all the new students checking in. I have a dorm key, a mail key, a BYU-Idaho lanyard, and several other things for moving into my dorm, including a list of dates for meetings with my housing manager. Pretty exciting huh?
After about 10 trips back and forth to the car for each of my parents and Steve and I, I finally had all my stuff in my apartment, however, I now had to move everything in. That was the long part. Hanging up clothes, setting up my desk, organizing my school supplies, getting the bathroom set up, etc. etc. It took longer than I thought it would, but with the help of my family, it wasn't too bad. After setting everything up, I picked up my textbooks, which, for 5 or 6 things, only cost me a whopping amount of about $35. Pretty insane, right? This semester, I have spent only about $80 or so on ALL of my books! I like this place! :)
Alright, so after setting stuff up, my parents and I wandered around campus, taking care of some student stuff, such as purchasing my ticket for the big I-night activity tomorrow night (dances, games, dating games, comedy, etc.) as well as a few other things, but I realized there wasn't really anything for them to do anymore. I was moved in, and now the student things were starting. I couldn't really see the point of them being there, as hard as it was for me to realize that. I think they caught on too, because shortly thereafter they said, "Well, it has been fun, but we might need to start heading back home and we don't want to be driving when we're tired and it's dark." We went down to the car, and I brought my box of Kleenex with me. It started drizzling a little bit as we walked toward the car, and my mom gave me a hug and started crying. She told me to have a great time and to be safe and to be good. At first, it wasn't too bad, I didn't cry at all, but then my dad gave me a hug and told me the same thing. I didn't cry at that either, but then I gave my mom another hug, and I lost it. Then I looked at my dad, who, doesn't cry a lot, and he was wiping tears from his eyes. THAT was hard to see. I knew then that I was really going to miss my family. And Steve? Steve just sat in the car, wondering why we were all crying. :) It's good he didn't cry either, that would have been REALLY hard. When my family drove off, I stood and waved goodbye, tears running down my face (or were they raindrops??) and this man walked by and said, "You need a picture of them before they drive off. You won't see them again for a while." I smiled and nodded, but then I started crying again after he passed, realizing he was totally right. I wasn't going to see them for a long time.
Thank heavens for Skype. And email. And cellphones. :)
My parents left, and I went back upstairs. My roomies were still unpacking, and pretty soon afterwards, their parents also said goodbye. It was kind of a big day. Physically and emotionally.
But...
I am on my own now! It's super fun! And really exciting!
And yes, mother, I went to bed before midnight yesterday. I actually went to bed at about 11 or so. Pretty good, huh? :) Tonight, I think we'll be trying to go to sleep at about 11 at the latest as well. I think we've agreed as roommates to be asleep by 11 at the latest, just so we all have the same bedtimes. It also helps that my roommate that shares my room has the same time of classes as I do every day, so we can help each other wake up and get ready for school. That will help. Or at least I think it will. :)
We woke up on time to shower and get ready to go today, which I was pretty happy for. I'm glad I have roomies who actually WANT to wake up and WANT to go to bed on time and they WANT to know where I am, but without being in my face about it. It's kind of like having parents, but not. :) It's awesome!
So, after my parents left, we went to the first BYU-Idaho devotional for new students! And we met in the huge auditorium in the new BYU-I Center, where it honestly looks like the General Conference auditorium, just without the big organ pipes in the back. Instead, there are some pillars or blocks on the wall or something, I don't know. But to sit there with all these people who are here for the same reason, it was amazing! President Clark spoke to us and welcomed us to BYU-Idaho, and he is AWESOME! Simply awesome! He was funny, he is a great speaker, and he--aaahh!!--he is just great! He kept me entertained for an hour--which is hard to do. :) I love hearing him speak, and I can't wait for devotionals. I was truly overcome by the spirit, and I knew instantly that I was in the right place. I am doing what the Lord needs me to do--whatever it needs to be. :) President Clark also said that if we are living the way we are supposed to, we will find our eternal companion here at BYU-Idaho. Is that scary enough? Welcome to college! :)
I LOVE BYU-IDAHO!
Although I haven't made a ton of friends yet (yes, it's been a whopping two days), I absolutely LOVE my roommates! They are so great! They are so kind, and caring, and loving to everyone, and we share a lot of things--except maybe food. We do share a little bit, but most of what we have is for ourselves. :) Erin was such a sweetheart today though! She gave me like half of her cold medicine just so that I would get better. How nice is she? Pretty awesome! :) So either I was sounding really bad, or she's just really nice. Or both. :)
But I am now unpacked completely, and I absolutely love it! I love the girls in our surrounding apartments, even though I don't know most of them, and I totally love campus. I walked around today to find my classes and I found all of them, even though most of them require some sneaking around to back doors or going through weird stairwells and hallways. It's kind of an adventure though! I love it! And I also saw Brother Gardner, a man in my home ward who moved to Rexburg to teach Religion. I stopped and talked to him for a few minutes as well. That also helped. And the gardens today? OH MAN. So pretty! I found another entrance by the Benson building and there is a waterfall and gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous bushes, trees and flowers! I wish I could show you! Oh, wait. I totally could. I'll have to take my camera with me one of these days. :)
I'm sorry this post is so long...I keep wanting to finish it, and then some activity or something happens, and I'm dragged away yet again. So, this post will be covering my full two days as a BYU-Idaho student. :)
After finding my classes, I came back to my dorm, sweaty and just worn out. Colds do that to you. I felt fine, but my throat really burned from walking out in the heat for most of the afternoon, my nose hurt with using the same tissue for over a couple of hours, and my head was starting to pound. I found my way back to my dorm, and met my roommates. We lingered around for a few minutes, waiting for 5:30 to roll around so we could go to our housing meeting. They both ate dinner, but I wasn't quite hungry yet. Another thing that's really weird is that you don't really have the same meal times. Like, at home, you have meals together, or at least with one other person. Here, I have eaten breakfast, (lunch has been covered so far), and dinner by myself. It's a little weird. I don't mind it, since I get to kind of think about my day in quiet, but it's much different than I'm used to. Anyways, 5:30 came, and we went down to the housing lounge with the rest of our hall, and had a meeting. It wasn't the most exhilarating thing ever, but the meeting had some good stuff to know (maintenance requests, when mail comes, etc.). We had cookies afterward, so that made it all okay. :) After the housing meeting, we went back up to our dorm and I had some dinner. It was about 7:00 at the time and we had to meet our I-team at 7:30, so I had the oriental chicken salad I had as leftovers from dinner with my family on Wednesday night. It was super good.
At 7:30, we met up with our I-team underneath the sky bridge, and headed to the gardens. Each person in our group said their name, where they came from, and why they were going to BYU-Idaho. It turned into kind of a testimony meeting, but not really. I know that doesn't make sense, but the majority of the kids in our group said they came to BYU-Idaho because they knew that was where they needed to be right now. I even said that. And as we sat there, by a pond and surrounded by gorgeous trees, the spirit was so strong. I love that here! There is such a different feeling on this campus than any other in the world! Even the apostles talk about how much they love BYU-Idaho, even to Provo and Hawaii. There's more of a "down-to-earth" and "cheerfulness" about the kids who come here. We're not here to academically prove ourselves--BYU-Idaho is a disciple preparation center--a place where we come to learn and grow spiritually and mentally. I love that. Love it, love it, love it. :) But the funny thing is, we were trying to seclude ourselves from the rest of campus by retreating to the gardens, and this guy came along in the gazebo next to us (I don't know if he knew we were right there--we were kind of tucked into a corner) and started blaring these bagpipes. :) It actually made it even better, for me. He played "Praise to the Man", which, if played on the bagpipes, always get me. I love it. He played a lot of spiritual songs, as well as a few other that are well known on the bagpipes. As annoying as people thought it was, I actually enjoyed the random bagpipe man. :)
After concluding our meeting with our I-team, we headed down to the Hart Auditorium where the New Student Talent Show was being put on, and let me say, it was HILARIOUS! Usually, talent shows are pretty boring, or kids try out when they really aren't talented or what they think is a talent usually isn't. There was a lot of guitar playing/singing by girls, and most of them actually wrote their own song. One girl, honestly, it was amazing. She wrote such a cute song called "Maybe Me", that when she finished, and even all through when she was singing, boys were shouting, "Maybe it is me!" or, "I love you!" or other random things like that. It was today that I realized that I need to branch out and just totally be me. So when people were doing the wave, I joined in, shouted and cheered, and even talked to the kid I didn't know sitting next to me. It was awesome! I clapped, cheered, shouted, and stood up and danced with the kids around me. I felt totally independent for the first time in a long time. Anyways, back to the talent show. Some kid played All of Me by Jon Schmidt, and he did really well, there was a clogger, a flag twirler, and this AMAZING kid that did beatboxing. Usually I don't find it that interesting, but he was SUPER good. He gave us a beatboxing 101, and even with that, most of us couldn't do it. He was amazing. Really, that's the only word I can use to describe him. :) He even acted like he was tuning a radio, and sang snippets of songs or sounded like the radio announcers, and even did the weird tuning static sound. I don't know how he did it, but it was really awesome. :)
After the talent show, we walked back to our dorm and talked for a few minutes together, but then got kind of bored. Erin left to go hang out with her many guy friends she's already made ;), and Kristen and I talked and got to know each other a little better. We found out we both like old movies and we also really enjoy action movies, like the Bourne series, or The Italian Job. But we also both really like the movie, My Big Fat Greek Wedding. So that's what we watched tonight. We each popped a bag of popcorn (Mom: the kettle corn was actually really good...), and watched it on Kristen's laptop. It was so much fun! We finished the movie around midnight, and Erin came in and said, "The neighbors next door are having a popcorn party, do you guys want to come join? There are some guys there...." Needless to say, Kristen and I went to the party. I think we both felt a little left out, since we didn't really know their names and we kind of joined the party near the end. I don't know--it was a little awkward, but I think we'll have more parties with them in the near future--they were really fun! I think there was actually one RM there...he was pretty cute, but I don't know his name or anything. The other boys were definitely freshmen, and I think they were roommates. There were about 12 girls there and 5 boys or so. It was pretty fun! We sat and went around the room telling one pet peeve we all have, awkward stories, stories about dates, and a lot more. There were some pretty funny stories, let me tell ya. :)
Curfew was at 1 tonight, and so we made it back in our dorm by about 12:50 or so. Technically, girls in Perkins are allowed to be inside the Perkins gates by 1, but we don't have to be in our apartments. We could stay over all night if we really wanted to, but then it just gets complicated. I think we're all just trying to be in our apartments by curfew.
I don't think we really did anything after the party, but just change into our pajamas. I decided to catch up on blogging and so here I am. 1:40 in the morning and I think I've just about summed up my college experience so far. I will post pictures either at the end of this post if I'm feeling up to it since I actually haven't uploaded my pictures on my computer yet, or if I'll do that on another post with simply just pictures on it. I don't know. I'll get around to it.
But here's to a great school year! It sounds like it's going to be a lot of fun!
Oh, and Rexburg is already getting kind of cold. In the mornings, it's freezing outside. Enough that you want a warm jacket, and you don't want to take it off until about 10 or so at the earliest. Usually, it's pretty warm during the day, but it hasn't been super hot. It's been a good temperature so far to deal with. At about 7 or so at night though, the sun starts to set and it starts getting really cold again. So, we have just a few hours before it is time for a sweater or jacket again. :)
I'll post pictures in another post, but for now, I think I need to go to bed, or join Erin in the kitchen for a midnight (or rather a 1:40 am) snack. :)
Live. Love. Laugh. Grow.
I am so very excited to finally be here!
Years of counting down.
Months of preparation.
Weeks of friends leaving.
Days of getting ready.
Today I finally moved in.
Finally.
My family and I left for Rexburg on Wednesday morning, and honestly, I'm surprised that everything I have here at college fit in our car all the way up. We arrived around 2:30 on Wednesday to our hotel, and were able to unpack and settle in for a few minutes. We then decided to check out the bookstore, since it would probably be pretty busy the next few days. Unfortunately, we weren't able to check out my books since they were reserved, but we decided to still walk around campus. And it was awesome! It felt like home! There was such a down-to-earth feeling, and you could TOTALLY feel the spirit super strongly. I knew I was right where I was supposed to be!
So, then we caught up with some old family friends who now live in Rexburg, since their dad now teaches at BYU-Idaho, and they told me that whenever I wanted to come for dinner because I was homesick, or even just to see them, I was more than welcome to. That also really helped.
After going and eating frozen custard (super super good!) and doing a few other fun things with my parents and Steven, we finally went back to the hotel and decided to call it a night before the big moving day.
The next morning, I woke up bright and early and got ready to go. The rest of my family took a shower and then we were able to go have breakfast in the lobby. Although there were a lot of foods that looked really good, I was so excited/nervous that I didn't really have an appetite. We left after eating, and arrived on campus at about 8:40 or so. It was slammed with students! However, it seemed quite calm and organized through all the new students checking in. I have a dorm key, a mail key, a BYU-Idaho lanyard, and several other things for moving into my dorm, including a list of dates for meetings with my housing manager. Pretty exciting huh?
After about 10 trips back and forth to the car for each of my parents and Steve and I, I finally had all my stuff in my apartment, however, I now had to move everything in. That was the long part. Hanging up clothes, setting up my desk, organizing my school supplies, getting the bathroom set up, etc. etc. It took longer than I thought it would, but with the help of my family, it wasn't too bad. After setting everything up, I picked up my textbooks, which, for 5 or 6 things, only cost me a whopping amount of about $35. Pretty insane, right? This semester, I have spent only about $80 or so on ALL of my books! I like this place! :)
Alright, so after setting stuff up, my parents and I wandered around campus, taking care of some student stuff, such as purchasing my ticket for the big I-night activity tomorrow night (dances, games, dating games, comedy, etc.) as well as a few other things, but I realized there wasn't really anything for them to do anymore. I was moved in, and now the student things were starting. I couldn't really see the point of them being there, as hard as it was for me to realize that. I think they caught on too, because shortly thereafter they said, "Well, it has been fun, but we might need to start heading back home and we don't want to be driving when we're tired and it's dark." We went down to the car, and I brought my box of Kleenex with me. It started drizzling a little bit as we walked toward the car, and my mom gave me a hug and started crying. She told me to have a great time and to be safe and to be good. At first, it wasn't too bad, I didn't cry at all, but then my dad gave me a hug and told me the same thing. I didn't cry at that either, but then I gave my mom another hug, and I lost it. Then I looked at my dad, who, doesn't cry a lot, and he was wiping tears from his eyes. THAT was hard to see. I knew then that I was really going to miss my family. And Steve? Steve just sat in the car, wondering why we were all crying. :) It's good he didn't cry either, that would have been REALLY hard. When my family drove off, I stood and waved goodbye, tears running down my face (or were they raindrops??) and this man walked by and said, "You need a picture of them before they drive off. You won't see them again for a while." I smiled and nodded, but then I started crying again after he passed, realizing he was totally right. I wasn't going to see them for a long time.
Thank heavens for Skype. And email. And cellphones. :)
My parents left, and I went back upstairs. My roomies were still unpacking, and pretty soon afterwards, their parents also said goodbye. It was kind of a big day. Physically and emotionally.
But...
I am on my own now! It's super fun! And really exciting!
And yes, mother, I went to bed before midnight yesterday. I actually went to bed at about 11 or so. Pretty good, huh? :) Tonight, I think we'll be trying to go to sleep at about 11 at the latest as well. I think we've agreed as roommates to be asleep by 11 at the latest, just so we all have the same bedtimes. It also helps that my roommate that shares my room has the same time of classes as I do every day, so we can help each other wake up and get ready for school. That will help. Or at least I think it will. :)
We woke up on time to shower and get ready to go today, which I was pretty happy for. I'm glad I have roomies who actually WANT to wake up and WANT to go to bed on time and they WANT to know where I am, but without being in my face about it. It's kind of like having parents, but not. :) It's awesome!
So, after my parents left, we went to the first BYU-Idaho devotional for new students! And we met in the huge auditorium in the new BYU-I Center, where it honestly looks like the General Conference auditorium, just without the big organ pipes in the back. Instead, there are some pillars or blocks on the wall or something, I don't know. But to sit there with all these people who are here for the same reason, it was amazing! President Clark spoke to us and welcomed us to BYU-Idaho, and he is AWESOME! Simply awesome! He was funny, he is a great speaker, and he--aaahh!!--he is just great! He kept me entertained for an hour--which is hard to do. :) I love hearing him speak, and I can't wait for devotionals. I was truly overcome by the spirit, and I knew instantly that I was in the right place. I am doing what the Lord needs me to do--whatever it needs to be. :) President Clark also said that if we are living the way we are supposed to, we will find our eternal companion here at BYU-Idaho. Is that scary enough? Welcome to college! :)
I LOVE BYU-IDAHO!
Although I haven't made a ton of friends yet (yes, it's been a whopping two days), I absolutely LOVE my roommates! They are so great! They are so kind, and caring, and loving to everyone, and we share a lot of things--except maybe food. We do share a little bit, but most of what we have is for ourselves. :) Erin was such a sweetheart today though! She gave me like half of her cold medicine just so that I would get better. How nice is she? Pretty awesome! :) So either I was sounding really bad, or she's just really nice. Or both. :)
But I am now unpacked completely, and I absolutely love it! I love the girls in our surrounding apartments, even though I don't know most of them, and I totally love campus. I walked around today to find my classes and I found all of them, even though most of them require some sneaking around to back doors or going through weird stairwells and hallways. It's kind of an adventure though! I love it! And I also saw Brother Gardner, a man in my home ward who moved to Rexburg to teach Religion. I stopped and talked to him for a few minutes as well. That also helped. And the gardens today? OH MAN. So pretty! I found another entrance by the Benson building and there is a waterfall and gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous bushes, trees and flowers! I wish I could show you! Oh, wait. I totally could. I'll have to take my camera with me one of these days. :)
I'm sorry this post is so long...I keep wanting to finish it, and then some activity or something happens, and I'm dragged away yet again. So, this post will be covering my full two days as a BYU-Idaho student. :)
After finding my classes, I came back to my dorm, sweaty and just worn out. Colds do that to you. I felt fine, but my throat really burned from walking out in the heat for most of the afternoon, my nose hurt with using the same tissue for over a couple of hours, and my head was starting to pound. I found my way back to my dorm, and met my roommates. We lingered around for a few minutes, waiting for 5:30 to roll around so we could go to our housing meeting. They both ate dinner, but I wasn't quite hungry yet. Another thing that's really weird is that you don't really have the same meal times. Like, at home, you have meals together, or at least with one other person. Here, I have eaten breakfast, (lunch has been covered so far), and dinner by myself. It's a little weird. I don't mind it, since I get to kind of think about my day in quiet, but it's much different than I'm used to. Anyways, 5:30 came, and we went down to the housing lounge with the rest of our hall, and had a meeting. It wasn't the most exhilarating thing ever, but the meeting had some good stuff to know (maintenance requests, when mail comes, etc.). We had cookies afterward, so that made it all okay. :) After the housing meeting, we went back up to our dorm and I had some dinner. It was about 7:00 at the time and we had to meet our I-team at 7:30, so I had the oriental chicken salad I had as leftovers from dinner with my family on Wednesday night. It was super good.
At 7:30, we met up with our I-team underneath the sky bridge, and headed to the gardens. Each person in our group said their name, where they came from, and why they were going to BYU-Idaho. It turned into kind of a testimony meeting, but not really. I know that doesn't make sense, but the majority of the kids in our group said they came to BYU-Idaho because they knew that was where they needed to be right now. I even said that. And as we sat there, by a pond and surrounded by gorgeous trees, the spirit was so strong. I love that here! There is such a different feeling on this campus than any other in the world! Even the apostles talk about how much they love BYU-Idaho, even to Provo and Hawaii. There's more of a "down-to-earth" and "cheerfulness" about the kids who come here. We're not here to academically prove ourselves--BYU-Idaho is a disciple preparation center--a place where we come to learn and grow spiritually and mentally. I love that. Love it, love it, love it. :) But the funny thing is, we were trying to seclude ourselves from the rest of campus by retreating to the gardens, and this guy came along in the gazebo next to us (I don't know if he knew we were right there--we were kind of tucked into a corner) and started blaring these bagpipes. :) It actually made it even better, for me. He played "Praise to the Man", which, if played on the bagpipes, always get me. I love it. He played a lot of spiritual songs, as well as a few other that are well known on the bagpipes. As annoying as people thought it was, I actually enjoyed the random bagpipe man. :)
After concluding our meeting with our I-team, we headed down to the Hart Auditorium where the New Student Talent Show was being put on, and let me say, it was HILARIOUS! Usually, talent shows are pretty boring, or kids try out when they really aren't talented or what they think is a talent usually isn't. There was a lot of guitar playing/singing by girls, and most of them actually wrote their own song. One girl, honestly, it was amazing. She wrote such a cute song called "Maybe Me", that when she finished, and even all through when she was singing, boys were shouting, "Maybe it is me!" or, "I love you!" or other random things like that. It was today that I realized that I need to branch out and just totally be me. So when people were doing the wave, I joined in, shouted and cheered, and even talked to the kid I didn't know sitting next to me. It was awesome! I clapped, cheered, shouted, and stood up and danced with the kids around me. I felt totally independent for the first time in a long time. Anyways, back to the talent show. Some kid played All of Me by Jon Schmidt, and he did really well, there was a clogger, a flag twirler, and this AMAZING kid that did beatboxing. Usually I don't find it that interesting, but he was SUPER good. He gave us a beatboxing 101, and even with that, most of us couldn't do it. He was amazing. Really, that's the only word I can use to describe him. :) He even acted like he was tuning a radio, and sang snippets of songs or sounded like the radio announcers, and even did the weird tuning static sound. I don't know how he did it, but it was really awesome. :)
After the talent show, we walked back to our dorm and talked for a few minutes together, but then got kind of bored. Erin left to go hang out with her many guy friends she's already made ;), and Kristen and I talked and got to know each other a little better. We found out we both like old movies and we also really enjoy action movies, like the Bourne series, or The Italian Job. But we also both really like the movie, My Big Fat Greek Wedding. So that's what we watched tonight. We each popped a bag of popcorn (Mom: the kettle corn was actually really good...), and watched it on Kristen's laptop. It was so much fun! We finished the movie around midnight, and Erin came in and said, "The neighbors next door are having a popcorn party, do you guys want to come join? There are some guys there...." Needless to say, Kristen and I went to the party. I think we both felt a little left out, since we didn't really know their names and we kind of joined the party near the end. I don't know--it was a little awkward, but I think we'll have more parties with them in the near future--they were really fun! I think there was actually one RM there...he was pretty cute, but I don't know his name or anything. The other boys were definitely freshmen, and I think they were roommates. There were about 12 girls there and 5 boys or so. It was pretty fun! We sat and went around the room telling one pet peeve we all have, awkward stories, stories about dates, and a lot more. There were some pretty funny stories, let me tell ya. :)
Curfew was at 1 tonight, and so we made it back in our dorm by about 12:50 or so. Technically, girls in Perkins are allowed to be inside the Perkins gates by 1, but we don't have to be in our apartments. We could stay over all night if we really wanted to, but then it just gets complicated. I think we're all just trying to be in our apartments by curfew.
I don't think we really did anything after the party, but just change into our pajamas. I decided to catch up on blogging and so here I am. 1:40 in the morning and I think I've just about summed up my college experience so far. I will post pictures either at the end of this post if I'm feeling up to it since I actually haven't uploaded my pictures on my computer yet, or if I'll do that on another post with simply just pictures on it. I don't know. I'll get around to it.
But here's to a great school year! It sounds like it's going to be a lot of fun!
Oh, and Rexburg is already getting kind of cold. In the mornings, it's freezing outside. Enough that you want a warm jacket, and you don't want to take it off until about 10 or so at the earliest. Usually, it's pretty warm during the day, but it hasn't been super hot. It's been a good temperature so far to deal with. At about 7 or so at night though, the sun starts to set and it starts getting really cold again. So, we have just a few hours before it is time for a sweater or jacket again. :)
I'll post pictures in another post, but for now, I think I need to go to bed, or join Erin in the kitchen for a midnight (or rather a 1:40 am) snack. :)
Live. Love. Laugh. Grow.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Mascara needs to be Waterproof
Why.
Why can't mascara just stay on my eyelashes? Why? Why do I even need the thick black gunk? I guess it makes you prettier--or so they say.
Until you cry. And it all comes off. And you get the red, splotchy-faced, swollen, pink-eyed me.
With no mascara.
This was me today, after church, realizing that
Yes. This was my last Sunday in my home ward.
Yes. This was my last Sunday in Young Women's.
Yes. I am going to miss my friends. A lot.
Yes. I am going to bawl my eyes out when my family leaves me.
Yes. I really am moving on Wednesday, to a town I've never really seen before.
Yes. I am starting this next chapter of my life. By myself.
Yes. Heavenly Father is going to help me through it.
Yes. I am getting an education.
No. I will not have people there that I know at first.
No. I will not have family in close proximity.
No. I will not be able to have my mom's good cooking.
No. I won't have a job.
No. I can't come home on weekends or whenever I'm feeling homesick.
No. I won't have a ton of money left over to do fun things.
Yes. This is where I need to be.
Yes. This is what I need to be doing.
You know what one of the best remedies for being sad and getting all your tears out without anyone noticing you crying is?
A hot bath.
You can cry all you want, turn on the air vent/fan/thing, and it's loud enough that if you occasionally snorted or let out an audible sob, no one can hear you. And you let out a lot of tears. By the time you're done crying, you're done with your bath, and if you're red faced and splotchy, it's okay. You'll cool down and come to terms with everything. A hot bath also is relaxing and you aren't as tight-winded.
Why am I telling you this?
Because I did this today.
I guess the reality of actually leaving and starting a new life is so exciting, so overwhelmingly exciting, but so hard at the same time. Leaving everything behind, starting everything anew, it's a blank slate.
And I'm super excited.
It's just hard to leave everything and everyone I know behind and have to go out of my way to make friends again. I've worked hard for the great friends I've got, but I guess I have to find some more again. :)
Three days and I will be in Rexburg. I move into my dorm in four days, and I start school in 8 days.
Wish me luck. :)
Live. Love. Laugh. Grow.
Why can't mascara just stay on my eyelashes? Why? Why do I even need the thick black gunk? I guess it makes you prettier--or so they say.
Until you cry. And it all comes off. And you get the red, splotchy-faced, swollen, pink-eyed me.
With no mascara.
This was me today, after church, realizing that
Yes. This was my last Sunday in my home ward.
Yes. This was my last Sunday in Young Women's.
Yes. I am going to miss my friends. A lot.
Yes. I am going to bawl my eyes out when my family leaves me.
Yes. I really am moving on Wednesday, to a town I've never really seen before.
Yes. I am starting this next chapter of my life. By myself.
Yes. Heavenly Father is going to help me through it.
Yes. I am getting an education.
No. I will not have people there that I know at first.
No. I will not have family in close proximity.
No. I will not be able to have my mom's good cooking.
No. I won't have a job.
No. I can't come home on weekends or whenever I'm feeling homesick.
No. I won't have a ton of money left over to do fun things.
Yes. This is where I need to be.
Yes. This is what I need to be doing.
You know what one of the best remedies for being sad and getting all your tears out without anyone noticing you crying is?
A hot bath.
You can cry all you want, turn on the air vent/fan/thing, and it's loud enough that if you occasionally snorted or let out an audible sob, no one can hear you. And you let out a lot of tears. By the time you're done crying, you're done with your bath, and if you're red faced and splotchy, it's okay. You'll cool down and come to terms with everything. A hot bath also is relaxing and you aren't as tight-winded.
Why am I telling you this?
Because I did this today.
I guess the reality of actually leaving and starting a new life is so exciting, so overwhelmingly exciting, but so hard at the same time. Leaving everything behind, starting everything anew, it's a blank slate.
And I'm super excited.
It's just hard to leave everything and everyone I know behind and have to go out of my way to make friends again. I've worked hard for the great friends I've got, but I guess I have to find some more again. :)
Three days and I will be in Rexburg. I move into my dorm in four days, and I start school in 8 days.
Wish me luck. :)
Live. Love. Laugh. Grow.
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