It's over... Holy Moly!!!

Wow, it's been a long time since I've written anything... which I suppose is okay, because it means I've been spending time on other things like schoolwork. HAHAHA. Not really. I've spent most of the past couple months praying for summer, and like a thief in the night, it's sneaked up on me! [Note: apparently 'snuck' is not a word... i put that instead of 'sneaked' the first time, and it came up on my spell check. Weird. It should be a word. It sounds better anyway...] I cannot believe that my first year of college is one final from being over. It seems like it's gone by so fast, and that terrifies me, because it means the next three years will go by just as fast. This means that I will eventually have to grow up and become a hardworking member of society with a real job. I don't know how I feel about this whole growing up thing; it's somewhat horrifying. I look at my mom, who has been married for nearly 24 years... and I think, "wow, that could be me in five years (well, not the 24 year thing, but the married thing)." I guess I go through this thought process every year at about this time, when I realize that I'm not going to be a kid forever. I suppose I'm slowly becoming more accepting of this, but it hasn't quite fully set in. Maybe in three years when I'm graduating (hopefully) or whenever I happen to get married I'll be okay with everything. I just wish I was a little more prepared for what life is constantly throwing at me...

Life Lately....

Has been good. I really can't complain about anything. School is going well, and that's good... and... well, i really just don't know. I honestly have nothing at all to complain about. I DO, however, have something (rather someone) to brag about.
So on New Year's Eve, I met this pretty cool guy... and he ended up asking me out on a date... so I said yes... and we started dating pretty steadily. He's come up here early for two track meets and stayed late so that we could go out to dinner and hang out and stuff... and on Valentines Day I got a surprise in the mail!




So yeah... we're pretty much adorable, wouldn't you agree?

My First Semester of College=Over

Wow.
I can't believe it. I'm almost done with my first semester of college. It's gone by soo fast, and I seriously can't believe that the end is near. It's crazy.
I've been so busy this past week, with it being dead week, and the time that I have to move out of my room. I'm so glad that it's the weekend, though, and I've been able to discipline myself enough to finish a few pages of my paper every day so that I can go out and do something fun. Last night I told myself that I had to finish at least two pages before Shannon, Laurel, Maria, and I could go out, and I actually did it!!! I don't think I've ever had that much self-discipline before; I was amazed that it actually worked!
After I got my two pages done, we all went to my room and cleaned out half of my stuff to bring it over to Abel, and it's currently all over Shannon's room. I definitely owe her for letting me "live" here while I'm in the process of moving. After we got that done, we all changed into our jeans and snowboots and went to the guys' house (that's where we hang out on the weekends when we have nothing better to do. We usually end up playing guitar hero and/or doing random, ridiculous things . Last night the guys were all sledding off of the roof, it's a wonder they're not dead right now).
Also, I have decided that I hate winter in Nebraska. Every day for the past two weeks it has either snowed or iced, or sleeted. It sucks. It's also extremely cold. Cold meaning that the high temperature is rarely above 25 degrees. Usually Shannon will check the weather on her phone and it will be around 14 degrees. We complain a lot, and it usually results with us just sitting around inside.
I guess all that's left for me to do is put up pictures!!!!

Us last night... CAUTION tape!!!
Me and some of the girls at a Christmas party
We chopped down that Christmas tree, then the guys decided it would look best with beer cans on it
Some more of us in our CAUTION tape outfits! Arent they cute?

All of my stuff sitting in shannon's room
Shannon, dressed up for our dance video
Me dressed up for our dance video


It's pretty obvious we have weird ways of relieving our stress. Whatever, it's fun.

Untitled

So this past few days has been really busy.
We had another swim meet this weekend. It was in Omaha, and it went all right. I didn't swim very well, I don't think I've gone that slow in a 500 since my freshman year. It was NOT pretty. I did, however, come away with a great collection of caps from other schools. It was pretty sweet.
It's been really cold here for the past few days, though, so when I got back to Lincoln and saw that the box from Mom with my hat had arrived I was pretty happy. The hat is really awesome, I love it.
I don't really have that much more to say, but I guess I'll put some pictures up.


This is the hat and scarf Mom made me.



These three are of the hat Mom sent in the package. I really like it, except I think the strings would look better a little thicker.


These are the caps that I walked away from that swim meet with.
Nice collection, I think.

Pile It On

Wow.
The end of the semester is so bittersweet. I love it because it means I'm that much closer to Christmas and New Year's, and eventually the end of the year. This year I'm especially looking forward to it because it means that my first semester of college is officially over!
On the other end of the scale, however, the end of the semester sucks. I think it's worse than any other part. The end of the semester is the time in which every teacher seems to pile on the work. I hate it. I hate the fact that I have two twelve page papers due, and loads of homework and studying for tests to do. It seems like I won't have enough time to finish all of this. I know that this feeling is partly due to my extreme love of procrastination, but it's really getting ridiculous.
I just feel so stressed, and, of course, the stress isn't helping my sinus infection, or my motivation. I know that I will get As in my honors seminar and my English class, but I am not sure if I'll be getting an A or an A- in my German class. Right now it's looking like it'll be an A-, and that's just making things harder for me. I guess the thing I'm most stressed about is my grade in astronomy. I changed that class to a pass/fail basis because I knew that I wouldn't be able to get an A, and I didn't want to ruin my GPA. Unfortunately, passing is a grade of C or higher. Not even a C- is acceptable. I'm concerned because right now I'm sitting at pretty much exactly a C.
To make all the stress worse, the whole roommate situation is a little ridiculous. Right now it's just kind of at the point where we know it's only a few more weeks of dealing with each other, so we're cordial. We both tend to avoid the room most of the day, though.
Well, I, being the procrastinator that I am, am actually supposed to be working on a rough draft of my research paper for soc right now, so I'm going to go back and do that.



PS: I miss Chewie. This is the last picture I got of him.

Mood: Accomplished

It's been a pretty wonderful past few days for me. I feel amazingly accomplished. Not only did I run my first 5K ever, but I picked a topic for my English paper and have started doing research for my 12-page Sociology paper. I enrolled in 19 credit hours for next semester, and have all of my homework done.
And the cherry on top of the sundae is this: I've been thinking a lot about changing rooms at semester, and one of the girls that I'm thinking about living with next year has a roommate that's almost never in her room this semester, and is probably moving out next semester. This is fantastic news for me; it means I'll have a roommate that I know and wouldn't mind living with.

YAY!!!!

Just an Update...

So not too much is going on here in the lovely state of Nebraska.
I just got back from fall break at home, and I had a fantastic time. We celebrated my birthday because it's exactly two weeks from today... and I decided I'd rather celebrate two weeks early than three weeks late. Mom and Dad got me a guitar, and I'm absolutely in love with it. I've spent at least an hour every day since I got it (a whopping three days) messing around with it and learning chords and notes. My fingers are so raw that it hurts to type, or even wash my hands. It's a little bit ridiculous, but I guess my theory is that the more I play, the faster my fingers will callus. But yeah... other than that, there really isn't too much to tell. I find out tomorrow what I got on the international relations midterm, and that will really suck. I don't even want to know.
Okay, I'm out.