Wow, the last month has flown. I just realized it's been almost a month since I last posted. Sorry. Sooo much has happened in the last month. It's been the best/hardest/fastest/longest month ever. Not that I'm feeling contradictory. Really it has been a crazy month. I'm gonna use that as my explanation for why I've disappeared for so long.
So what's made it such a crazy month? I wish I could list everything for you. But I'd keep you long beyond your endurance and interest. My life isn't that interesting. In the last month I've played tons and tons of concerts, taken a bazillion tests and written soooooo many pages for my classes, spent a whole lot of time with someone tall and wonderful, finished mission papers, quit my job, decided to leave for china early, and took up underwater basket weaving in my spare time. Okay, so that last one was an exaggeration, but the rest, pretty much the whole truth and nothin' but.
This semester has really been an interesting ending because I'm leaving for two years and so many of the people I care about will be gone when I get back. I feel like I've tried to cram in so many things with so many people that I just don't know when I'll see them again. Is that part of growing up? Saying goodbye more, I mean. If so, I'm not sure I like it. Today was the hardest goodbye of all. Yuck. And there are so many people I never got to say goodbye to, I feel bad not having been able to catch all the people I wanted to get.
It's just so weird. I feel like I just got to Provo, and then I poke myself and remember that I've been here for three years. It feels like just yesterday that I was moving into the dorms, then moving south into my current abode... so many things have happened and I'm not sure how it happened. I don't really feel like I'm old enough to have mission papers in and a mission call coming, yet so many girls I know from freshman year and from around campus are one missions, I just never realized I would get there.
Gosh I'm sentimental today. It's raining and I'm running on only a few hours of sleep, so I'll blame that, or something.
It was interesting though, because today was really really hard, and I decided last minute that I'd run up to the temple, I needed a little extra strength and I was reminded just again of how awesome it is. If my call comes in time I'll get to go through with my little brother. I really, really hope it works out. I can't wait to be able to go through.
I've had a lot of time recently to think, a lot, and I've really realized how our lives our shaped and we are led. So many things that have happened this school year had to happen in a certain order and at certain times. Until last night I didn't realize just how many things had to happen at very specific times, but it was amazing to realize. It makes me excited to see what is in store for the future. If things thus far have worked out so well, and so much better than I could have ever planned on my own, it only makes me excited and curious to see where I'll go.
Speaking of going, tomorrow morning I fly to China with the favorite little brother, so I gotta try and finish packing and getting my stuff moved back up stairs into my apartment from last summer. I'm pretty excited to be living with Tia again, that girl is awesome. So, until June I'll be in China, and then I'll be here in Provo, and then who knows where in the world I'll be. For those of you who wish to place guesses feel free to do so, cause I'm not sure how much blogging there will be before I get my call.
