Update. A better one.

Ok, so what I wrote on Monday was kinda of lame because I was in a hurry. Today, I'm not. So here comes the update, for all those who care.
I'm back at school. Classes started on Monday and I swear it has been the longest two days of my life! Ugh! Can't it just be Saturday already? I wanna go home. Anyway, I spent last week job hunting, and found one really fast amazingingly. I got a job at Jackson Dry Cleaners here in Cedar. Its great. As any new job is at first, its stressful. But, its good hours, and I can do my homework at work when there's nothing else to do, which is nice, it'll help me keep good grades.
Classes are going good. I just got out of English, in which I wrote an amazing essay about my imaginary future home in Newport Beach. I miss writing. After this break I have math. My teacher is crazy.
Tomorrow I have my Psychology class. Which I'm SOOOOO excited about! Its taught by te whole Psych department which is absolutely amazing! There are so many amazing people in the department! And I get to do RESEARCH! I know, who gets excited about research? But its cool researach. And I get to write this paper that is psychoanalyzing one of my teachers. AND I found out about this class that I can take where you get to preform surgery on a rat and destroy part its brain and let it recover and then see how its behavior is affected! How exciting is that?! I know I thought the same thing when Dr. Barney first told me about it. Gross! And how unethical is that? PETA would be all over us. But then I thought, Wait! That is so cool! Yeah, so I'm quite excited.
Then after that I have institute. I know, crazy! I'm actually taking an institute class. But Shaye is taking it with me. And yesterday, how weird is this, our teacher thought we were sisters and this other girl in our clas thought we were twins. Yeah, since we look nothing alike and she's like 6 inches shorter than me. Totally twins. Lol.
Then after institute I have math again. I have math everyday. Did I mention that my teacher is crazy?

Then of course lovely work. Its really not bad. I really like the owner and the girls I've worked with so far are way cute. So I'm okay with it. And its really laid back and easy since I've already done it.
My apartment is cute. Shaye and I are slowly decorating it. We're doing it in brown and blue. I want to get some drapes for my room, and do some more decorating in there. But I need to find stuff thats blue and green and not like hurt my eyes give me a headache kind of blue and green on a very tight budget.

Yeah, so I miss home already. Actually, it was harder this year when they left then it was last year. I think that growing up and maturing and realizing that it SUCKS makes you like that. I'm more ok with being on my own this year, but I want to go home and be with my family more to. Crazy how that works. I was so excited about moving out last year. And this year, in like July, I was so ready to come back that it hurt. But the closer I got to actually moving back, the more it makes my stomach twist.

I finally wrote my friend Nick who left on his mission this summer. The same day I got a letter from the other Nick that I'm writing. (I was more excited about the latter.) I love getting and writing letters. So, now I can get two at a time instead of just one. And if I end up writing Jordan and Ryan... Ok just Jordan, then I'll have three! I know, I'm totally excited.
Well, there's the update. I'm going home this weekend (YESSS!) So there probably won't be another one for awhile. Unless something crazy amazing happens between now and Friday. Probably won't though, so don't get your hopes up. I don't have time for anything amazing to happen. It would just stress me out more. TA!

Back At School

Well, I've gone to my first class of the new semester. I'm actually kind of excited about it. It was my English 2010: Writing from the Enviornment class. I like writing so, hopefully it'll be cool.
My new apartment is way nice! Its on the third floor, which is just my luck. Its absolute torture climbing those stairs everyday. But, I'll live. Shaye got here on Friday and I practically ran downstairs to meet her. I was so excited to see her again.
I spent Monday-Wednesday job hunting. On Tuesday I went and got an application to the local dry cleaners. And Wednesday, they hired me. YESSSS! I was so happy! I was so stressed out about money. So crazy stressed. And finding a job in Cedar right at the beginning of the school year, especially as fast as I did, is nearly impossible. I hate small towns. Anyway, I got a job. And its gonna be easy cuz I've already worked at a dry cleaners so its nothing really that new. It pays well, good hours, I don't have to work on Sunday.... God was definately looking out for me. I'm so happy. I wish that I didn't have to work and go to school at the same time, but, alas, thats not possible.
But yeah, life is pretty good down here. I haven't gotten too homesick, yet. My ward is good. Shaye's here. Kacie's here. I have a job. I'm actually registered for Institute, I know, WOW! I'm really looking forward to this year. I want it to be good. I want this year to actually be the first year that I'm really truly on my own. I'm just going to have to budget my time and money wisely and have a lot of faith to get through.
I think I can handle that. Wish me luck!

Cows and Fields to Apartment Complexes and Sirens

For the last 9 years, I have lived in an area that was surrounded by fields. Many of my neighbors had horses and rodeo arenas. Alphafa was the main weed growing in my yard. I woke up to roosters and fell asleep to crickets. Not anymore. Now I live in an area surrounded by apartment complexes and gas stations. My neighbors can hear us opening and closing drawers. I don’t have a yard to take care of and I wake up and fall asleep to traffic, sirens and drag racing. It’s slightly depressing.

On a different note. I leave for Cedar City on Saturday. I’m trying to decide how I feel about it. Currently, I’m terrified. I remember last semester and the ordeal that it was, adjusting, money and such, and I really don’t want it to be like that again. Last semester was probably the most fun I’ve ever had, but, it was a lot of stress. A vey lot. Many a sleepless night, panic attacks, and crying. So, I’m really kinda starting to get nervous. I’m really trying not to think about it (this isn’t helping I know) but when you have to pack up your life, that kind of takes some thought, so, it’s kind of the only thing I’ve been thinking about lately. And its getting me all worked up and ornery. I’ve become the cranky monster again, as my brothers so fondly nicknamed me this summer. I’m so stressed out that nothing even tastes good anymore. Not even Dr. Pepper. Its bad. Like I’m drinking my water that I have everyday right now, and it just tastes… Funny.
But hey, I had a pretty good weekend. Jordan was up here with some friends and he stopped by. I packed most everything up, and I might, besides the furniture, be able to fit everything in my car. I went and got facial on Saturday. It was a-mazing! My last day of work is on Wednesday. I’m going to Lagoon on Friday, which I’m not quite excited about yet. I’m going with my sister and her friends for her birthday. So… Not quite excited yet. Yeah… That’s about it.

Well... Its Over...

I read it. Breaking Dawn that is. Wow. Thats all I can really say about it. Wow. I loved it! Absolutely loved it! I finished it on Sunday afternoon and when I finished it, I think I skipped up the stairs. Yes, skipped. It was fantastic. I laughed, I cried (sobbed, actually) and when it was all over, I wanted to read it again. Oh man... It was great. It stressed me out like you would even imagine, but it was fantastic.
After I finished the book, I spent a lot of time thinking about it. Analyzing, duh. Its me. Anyway, I've read and reread a lot of books and series, a lot. And with everyone that I read, I learn new things about myself. Yes, you can do that through reading. So, one of the things that has kind of bothered me as I've been reading Twilight, is why I've become so attached to these books. More then any of the others that I've read. I was so attached to Harry Potter it was sad. I grew up with them. Literally. I started reading them in like 4th grade. So I spent half my life getting to know those characters. I mean, when I saw the fifth movie and Harry started making out with Cho, it was like watching my brother make out with some chick. Yeah, weird.
Anyway, so with Twilight, I haven't been into it that long. I read it for the first time last Christmas. I didn't start in 2006 like everyone else when they came out. I actually wasn't even going to read them. And I love vampire books, so thats a first. But I did, and with the first few chapters of Twilight, I was more hooked then I ever had been with Harry Potter.
So here is the epiphany that I had. Well, not really an epiphany because I've known this, and been told this a hundred times over, I just didn't want to admit it. Stephenie Meyer created characters that were very real. I don't care if they're fictional, just hear me out. She created characters that you could read about and go hey I know someone exactly like that. Or do what I did. I could date him.(Edward duh) She'd be my best friend. (Alice) I hate her and I really just want her to die. And how did she end up with him. (Rosalie) I wish he were my big brother. (Emmett) And I still haven't really categorized Jasper... But I love him so thats all that matters. Then there's Bella. Ugh. I really had a hard time with her. Hated her was more like it. But, she and I. We're exactly alike. Klutziness, selfishness, maturity, self-esteem... all of it. Which sucks. Cuz she really bothers me. But she's me. And, that right there is exactly why I became so attached and dare I say, obsessed with this series.
Books, are amazing. A lot of people see them as just another form of entertainment. Some people see them as a way to learn. And then there are those that hate them. To me, they are an escape. They are a way to forget about my life for a few hundred pages and become engrossed in a life that isn't real. Something that isn't happening. And when it becomes too much, you can close it, walk away, and take a break. Which is probably why I love fantasy so much. Each new book is a journey, just like real life is. You don't know whats going to happen, and sometimes you don't really like how things end up or they end up better, just not how you expected them to.
So there you go. I promise this will be my last post dedicated to Twilight. At least until December 12 :)