the best thing about today so far: my last class canceled.
the worst thing about today so far: i only have time to write one of the four essays due at three.
what i'm doing to make up for it: praying really really hard. {and studying my brains out for this final}
also, big accomplishment - last night at 1:30 am. i finished the last research paper of my undergraduate career. and i think i'll feel the relief more after everything else is finished... because it hasn't even started to hit me yet how almost done i am.
Thursday, December 8
Monday, December 5
the last of the last of EVER.
yes. this is it.
the very last week of school for the rest of my {bachelor's degree} existence. and for the record, i've only thought about smashing a professor's head with a 2x4 a few times. and it was only one professor.
i have seven papers to write this week. yes, thank heaven none of them are over five pages. {i can do five pages! i can do that!}
today was the last time i made the three-...more like four-hour drive from ivins to happy valley, and it'll be the last for a long, long time. which... yes, you'd think would be bittersweet. after all, i've found a lot of happiness in provo. i've found more love in provo than i ever expected - in more ways than i'd dared to hope for. and the overwhelming emotion upon looking back at my two and a half years here is joy.
so yes, it is a little bittersweet to leave. luckily, what's waiting for me after i leave provo is enough of an incentive to encourage me to throw caution to the wind, put on a wedding dress, and do the reminiscing after i've left behind these tall snow-covered mountains.
really, right there's not room in my brain for almost anything but homework.
and wedding.
and taylor.
okay. really there's not room for anything BUT taylor and wedding. and i'm just trying to squeeze the homework and finals parts in long enough to get passing grades this semester and then WAHOO!
graduated and married.
goodness... all these changing labels. no more a student {in the formal sense}. no longer a girlfriend, no longer just a roommate.
but a wife... yeah, that's a scary thought sometimes, that's for sure.
and... a texan? is that even what they call themselves?
i'll be honest, i don't know if i can claim that one. i'm a utahn. and i claim that more than a little.
yep. bring on the stereotypes. i might not claim all those, but it's true. i'll always be a utahn at heart.
...and just to clarify, i purposefully refute the female utahn reputation of big hair. please, girls, go brush those rats out and throw away that awful piece of plastic.
ps. engagement pictures coming soon!
the very last week of school for the rest of my {bachelor's degree} existence. and for the record, i've only thought about smashing a professor's head with a 2x4 a few times. and it was only one professor.
i have seven papers to write this week. yes, thank heaven none of them are over five pages. {i can do five pages! i can do that!}
today was the last time i made the three-...more like four-hour drive from ivins to happy valley, and it'll be the last for a long, long time. which... yes, you'd think would be bittersweet. after all, i've found a lot of happiness in provo. i've found more love in provo than i ever expected - in more ways than i'd dared to hope for. and the overwhelming emotion upon looking back at my two and a half years here is joy.
so yes, it is a little bittersweet to leave. luckily, what's waiting for me after i leave provo is enough of an incentive to encourage me to throw caution to the wind, put on a wedding dress, and do the reminiscing after i've left behind these tall snow-covered mountains.
really, right there's not room in my brain for almost anything but homework.
and wedding.
and taylor.
okay. really there's not room for anything BUT taylor and wedding. and i'm just trying to squeeze the homework and finals parts in long enough to get passing grades this semester and then WAHOO!
graduated and married.
goodness... all these changing labels. no more a student {in the formal sense}. no longer a girlfriend, no longer just a roommate.
but a wife... yeah, that's a scary thought sometimes, that's for sure.
and... a texan? is that even what they call themselves?
i'll be honest, i don't know if i can claim that one. i'm a utahn. and i claim that more than a little.
yep. bring on the stereotypes. i might not claim all those, but it's true. i'll always be a utahn at heart.
...and just to clarify, i purposefully refute the female utahn reputation of big hair. please, girls, go brush those rats out and throw away that awful piece of plastic.
ps. engagement pictures coming soon!
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