ode to midterms

Oh midterms, how I love you so,
but sometimes I just wish you'd go.
You come barelling at me like a comet,
Long days in the library make we want to vomit.
The Testing Center walk of doom
just fills my whole day with gloom.
After sweating and fretting in that uncomfortable chair,
and wanting to pull out clumps of hair,
I throw my test across the table,
and get out of there as fast as I'm able.
I barely glance at scores on the screen,
because most days they make me want to scream.
But what is this?
Something must be amiss!
There is an "Awesome!" by my name!
I wish the Testing Center wouldn't play this game.
I walk away with a delightful skip,
I guess that studying made for a good testing trip.
From music to grammar to chemistry,
Midterms please don't toy with me!

If you didn't catch that, its midterm season. I've already made 2 fairly successful trips to the Testing Center this week, with one more tomorrow and 2 early next week. Yay exams!

where in the world...

Ok, so I am currently feeling overwhelmed by too many opportunities, which I guess is a good thing, but still kind of crazy.

The current decision is what I should do this summer. I've narrowed it down to either a field study doing PR for NGOs in South Africa for 3 months, or a study abroad to Mexico where I take classes during spring semester in Provo, then go to Mexico for 3 weeks to work with people in poverty and build schools/volunteer in orphanages/put in irrigation pipes, etc. Both things sound absolutely amazing, but I can't decide which one I would rather do.

beard buster

This weekend our ward/apartment complex had a shaving cream fight-- the event of the semester. Our apartment still smells like man, but it was totally worth it. Here is the before and after. Can you find me and my roommates? Hint-- look for Cindy LouWho-esque hair.

back to school...

What a day! Its back to school time, which meant a hike to campus to my peppy new playlist. Five classes, 9 hours on campus, and 16 almost twin spottings later, I trekked home. Even though I'm exhausted and definitely not used to being in school again, I'm super excited for all of my classes this semester. Check back and see if I'm still saying that in two months around midterms, but for now they all seem really interesting with great professors.
At least I didn't get lost and look like a freshman.

home sweet home

This is our cute new apartment! Please note the oh so classy and sophisticated paper chain, happy birthday sign (the closest birthday is in a month) and the branches in the vase that we cut from a bush outside to bring in a "natural element". Watch out HGTV, I think this takes the cake for best college decorating!
But don't you worry, we have big plans to make this a classy, chic place. Expect big things.
But we'll probably leave the Christmas lights hanging up in the kitchen...

whitney the wed

The paper chain is done, and so is the most anticipated reunion of the summer! It was wonderful to have my favorite people come visit for Whitney's wedding. The wedding was a classy affair, but of course had a bad dance party involved.

I loved showing my friends around Seattle and hanging out in the days afterward as well. Plus, I'm a total expert at driving to the airport now. And in just a week, the party will keep on going
when we reunite for good in Provo.

RIP Single Whitney

nature at its finest

A few weeks ago, my parents found a bird nest in the hanging flowers off of our deck and within a day we had a baby bird. We loved to watch our baby and check his progress everyday. My mom even rigged up a McGuyver-esque cover to protect the bird from the rain. Its mother hated us, and we had some close divebomb attacks when we were checking on it.

Baby bird grew feathers and bigger, and then all of the sudden it was gone. Its actually quite tragic,and made worse by the fact that my grandma is convinced that our bird was eaten.

So farewell, baby bird, hopefully you will come visit us again. Your nest is always open.