What is this? So much fun? Already?

So. It's my second Sunday here in Rexburg. We've had one week of school. One full weekend together as roommates and everything. It's been a fantastic week with classes and I kicked off an awesome weekend with girls night with my roommates and a couple of their friends. We went out to sushi and then went and saw 17 Again at the Rex. Yes, we spent our Friday night oogling over Zac Efron's beauty. I had only seen him in Hairspray before, so it was kind of a new experience for me. I've joined the fan club.

Even before the whole girls night the weekend was off to a great start. First, I went out to lunch with a guy from back home. Like, he asked me out to lunch. A date. On the first Friday. Pretty awesome, not going to lie. And Saturday? The same guy went swing dancing with me. And then we watched Iron Man together that afternoon. And then I went on a date with my good friend Kyle. I asked him on this one, but it was still so fun. We went to Eryn's apartment and made ice cream sundaes and did finger painting. We actually got there after everyone else had finished the ice cream and paint deal, so we did it on our own. I'm not neccessarily sure that was a good idea, because it developed into a huge paint war, but it was fun. Messy and up my nose, but very fun.

So yeah. Two dates in the first weekend. I don't know how that happened. Weird...

Hmm...

I noticed this past week that, even though I have a ton of roadtrip stuff to blog about, I seem to lack the motivation needed to to it. This is probably because the trip was so massive that I don't even want to start thinking about recounting all the events that took place. And on top of that, I'm four days into the new semester. Since I have school on the brain, I might as well skip the roadtrip (for now) and continue on to my first week back in Rexburg.

For starters, the weather has been gorgeous. It was nice to drive through Provo, have snow dumped on us continually there, only to arrive in a sunny warm Rexburg. There not being snow on the ground (or in the air) made moving in to my new apartment pleasant. I switched to a first floor apartment and I don't think I will ever miss walking up the stairs multipul times a day to get to the third floor. It's wonderful. I have all new roommates, something I was totally nervous and apprehensive about. However, things have worked out wonderfully and I adore them all (except for the korean one, but that's just because I haven't gotten to know her yet.)

My classes this semester are awesome. I've been to all of them twice so far and I've got a pretty good idea of what they're all like. I start my week off with my Intro to Spanish Lit class, which has proven to be a bit difficult after having had four months of no Spanish class. However, I'm super excited about it. My professor has an extreme passion for literature and that already has made me overly pumped about the class. Then comes weight training. We haven't done much, we've just talked about a few of the weight machines and yesterday we got to see what's the max we can leg press and bench press (110! Never benched before. I'm stoked), but over all, I'm excited. Yesterday I even went to the gym for an hour and did a cardio work out to build up my endurance. Later in the day I have Intro to Cultural Anthropology followed by D&C. Anthropology is the one class I'm not sure about yet. It's the first time my professor has taught this class and he doesn't have a syllabus yet. It'll be interesting, that's for sure. And D&C. I love it already. Not only is Brother Baron an awesome teacher and engages the whole class, we're only one section into the book and I'm learning a ton of things I always had overlooked when reading it before.

Tuesdays and Thursdays are my easy days. I start with Standard Ballroom International (Bronze Level) at 7:45 followed directly by Latin International (Bronze Level). These two classes have the same teacher and are completely different. I'm so excited to further my knowledge and skill and technique in dance, you have no idea. So stoked. After those two classes I have my Modern American Lit class (in the same building. Convenient) and I love my professor. He is hilarious. That class has a TON of reading involved in it, but I love it. We've started A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court and even though we're just about 100 pages in, I adore the book completely. It's very entertaining, I reccomend it.

That's my week. It's pretty simple, but the classes I have keep me very, very busy. I'm excited for them all. Having the desire to be in class and to do the homework required makes such a difference.

Back in the Burg

So I'm back in Rexburg.
It's brilliant.
I love it.

Blogs about the road trip to come...

New Hampshire

This wasn't really my first visit to the east coast, but it was the first time I really got out and about and experienced it.

I arrived in New Hampshire on Tuesday evening and was greeted at the airport by Eryn, Heather, and little Heather (Eryn's cousin). They had told me they were caught in traffic and would be about an hour late, so I was super surprised to see them watching me when I walked out of the airport. They lied.

On Wednesday we were planning on going to Boston to visit some museums and to see the sights, but we ended up sleeping in late. It's taking me some time to adjust to the time changed, especially because I was staying up so late at home. Sometimes I'd be getting home and going to bed just as Eryn was getting up to go babysit...crazy. Time zones blow my mind. Back on topic...We ended up going to Concord to get Eryn's windshield replaced and there was a whole fiasco there, so it took way longer than planed. But that's okay, we had walked over to Goodwill to look around and I found Hercules on VHS, so I bought it. I've been looking for that for forever. Eryn and I fixed the VCR in the windshield place and then we watched our video. Right as it ended, they finished the car.




From Concord we went directly to babysit the kids Eryn has been working with for the past four months. Those kids are adorable. Seriously, she is totally in the right when she talks about them nonstop. So cute.





After babysitting we went back to Eryn's and had cake in honor of Eryn's birthday last Sunday. Then she packed and Heather and I looked at pictures.

That's pretty much my trip to New Hampshire. It was gorgeous and full of trees. I love the old houses and the little towns. The white churches (every town has one, if nothing else) are beautiful, but they creep me out just a little bit. I don't know why.

But yes. I liked it. It wasn't home, but it was nice to visit.

Conference

Being able to attend the two morning sessions of General Conference was super cool. And the speakers were amazing! Elder Holland? Outstanding. I loved it. I want to try to go to Conference every time I get the chance. It's an awesome experience.

Having Aaron come with me to Utah was a great idea. He kept me busy and laughing during the trip up. We got to talking so much at one point, I missed the 15 and drove all the way past Redlands before I realized my mistake. We didn't fight once. Not a single time. Amazing! I love that kid. He's so grown up now. He's a babe, too. Once he turns sixteen next summer, the girls will be flocking.

It's been an awesome weekend.

Hey Utah!

I'll see you tomorrow.

You know, for as awesome as these past few days have been with Bradley, I'm super excited for these next couple weeks. I'm excited that I'm finally getting to go off on this grand adventure I've always dreamed of having. I'm excited to get to attend General Conference and go with my brother Aaron. He and I haven't gotten along as well as I would have liked, but since I went away to school we've gotten better. I think this trip will be a chance for us to bond and become better friends than we already are.

All the same, I'll be missing Brad.

I have rotten, rotten timing.

A Day For Fools

April Fool's Day.

Thanks, Heather, for letting me weave a web of lies and get you all excited for me only to have me pull the rug out from under you for a good laugh.

A word of advice, my friends. Believe nothing today.

A word of truth, my friends. I am a great fool.


I must learn to love the fool in me, the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries
-Theodore Isaac Rubin