I just need to get it out.

Here I am at BYU. A freshman, studying Communication Disorders. My classes are hard. I mean hard okay? Let's go over my day. 

Wake Up

7:30 Meeting for [insert any volunteer program here]

9:00 Y-Serve Planning

10:00 Book of Mormon...still can't figure out why this class is so hard for me. 

11:00-1:00 I get a break. Check in with Tyler, look over any homework, breath deeply.

1:00-2:00 American Heritage, the devil's idea of the perfect class. Kill me. 

2:00-3:00 Biology- In class: "This is the process of photosynthesis" Test: "What is the chemical composition of this cow?"

3:00-4:00 Field trip to the Subway off-campus to get a caffeinated beverage with my favorite roommate.

4:00-6:00 American Sign Language. Really? The ABC's? My colors? Get me out of this class.

Then I am finally awarded the opportunity to go home and do piles of homework, study pointless information that refuses to stick in my brain, and blah, blah, blah. 

I am come to the conclusion that I'm really good being at college, just not being a college student.

I'm good at late night movies, concerts, pep-rallies, building forts, making desserts, talking to cute boys (this one in particular is my very favorite...) and pulling all-nighters. I'm not good at testing, sitting still, bringing the right books to class, taking relevant (doodle-free) notes, and being a student.

But anyways, so yeah. I'm here at the Y. I just needed some way to complain.

Small things

Ponder this.

Catch up.

Okay, so I have definitely not been writing like I should. But then again, I do not have some permanently binding commitment to writing a post every day. I just like to. 

So here's a quick run down:

• When I say I haven't been writing like I should, I am only referring to my sweet little blog. I have been pumping out English papers like a machine lately.
• My parents surprised my sister and I with plane tickets for Beijing to go visit my grandparents. I miss them so much. Little things remind me of how much I miss them. Like when my papers need a good critic or those pants that have been needed to be hemmed since Gramma first left. 
• I went to homecoming with Mr. Tucker. We had a grand time with friends at a Japanese Habachi grill and we won our football game.
• I have been keeping up with my commitment to be there for every single Blue Devil kickoff of the season. We're undefeated thus far and looking up. I'm so proud of my boys. 
• My sisters have been letting me do their hair lately, I love it.
• I haven't grown any taller. Bummer. But maybe a little thinner, which definitely makes up for the lack in height gain. 

So that's about it, I think. Here are some pictures of my life right now.

What will you do?

Find Joy.

This is such an amazing story. It gives me hope. Hope for humanity.

Good Day

So today I officially purchased the camera I've been saving up for for far too long.

I'm afraid to open the box.

It's a little too good to be true. 

I finally have my own personal, don't-have-to-share-with-small-members-of-my family, all mine DSLR that I earned (every last penny) all by myself.