I moved back up on the 7th, and it was so incredibly good to be back. The break was much needed and greatly appreciated, but Utah County is losing it's appeal rapidly.
The weekend was full of grand reunions and dreadful excitement of the start of the new semester. I guess I slipped into my schedule a bit too easily, and that's why I feel like I've been here for ages. MWF consists of classes from 8:30-12:20, practice from 2-4, weights from 4:45-5:30ish, and Wednesdays I have anatomy lab (with real dead people! :) ) from 7:30-9:20. T/R classes go from 9-11:45 but it causes great stress because I'm supposed to go from the athletic center to old main in less than 15 minutes. Not happening. Yikes. However, I have enjoyable and interesting classes, so that is good :) I get to play basketball in my skills class and learn how to do cool stuff in my motor learning class. One of my teachers looks like Gollum and is truly frightening when she stares into your soul through her magnifying eye ware. But she's a really nice lady. My anatomy teacher reminds me of Mad-Eye Moody minus the mad eye and the fact that he has a beard. And has no magical skill other than he has everything about the body memorized.
Anatomy is gonna be way cool but waaaaaay insane. First week and I'm supposed to have all 80 bones of the axial skeleton memorized and their landmarks. Plus all the other stuff we learned in class. We've only had one lab, and it was more of a info overload than anything else, but I'm excited for when we get to start working with the cadavers.
This weekend was really fun and I'm super duper glad we had Monday off. I dyed a piece of my hair blue with kool-aid. I found out playing signs is VERY entertaining when drunk people are involved. Seriously, I was dying. I went swing dancing, sent in my application for Paradise Ranch, and wore cowboy boots on campus. I want that job soooooooo bad. I had friends get engaged and teammates get married. I had a roommate get jealous and mad at people for getting engaged. I don't understand. I realized I need to stop worrying about the future. I don't need to decide what I'm doing next fall until the summer. I need to do my best here and now. I need to relax. I froze my butt off. I played basketball with attractive tall people. I realized I'm pretty talented at rejecting people. I lifted weights. I put my horse up for lease. I got offers for her, but only for the summer. I blew over 500 bucks on books. I didn't shave. I'm sick of people swearing. I cried after practice. I accidentally fell asleep on the couch for a long long time. I found out I hate ellipticals even more than treadmills. I went ice skating. I made an awesome handshake with my friend. I wrote letters to missionaries. I wrote a letter to a missionary, and then he came home and I never sent him the letter so now it's sitting on my desk at home. I said goodbye to missionaries and watched people cry. I am waiting for two, maybe three friends to open their calls tomorrow. I am slowly realizing that two years is a such a long short amount of time.
Playlist for the past 11 days:
Down- Jason Walker
Wild Horses- Natasha Bedingfield
Jesus, Take the Wheel- Carrie Underwood
When I grow up- Mayday Parade
One of Those Days- Joshua Radin
Shouldn't Be a Good in Goodbye- Jason Walker
When the Sand Runs Out- Rascal Flatts
Look in the Mirror- Chelsea Lee
Freckles- Natasha Bedingfield
Holding On- Jamie Grace
Brand New Day- Joshua Radin
Just Friends- Jason Reeves
God Gave Me You- Blake Shelton
Let it all out- Relient K
All We Are- One Republic
18 and Alive- Chelsea Lee
Photographs and Memories- Jason Reeves
Gravity- Kate Voegele
Lessons Learned- Carrie Underwood
It's My Life- Bon Jovi
Fa Fa- Guster
This Is Your Life- Switchfoot
Stand- Rascal Flatts
Starts with Goodbye- Carrie Underwood
Farewell my friends I'm off to study
I might just try to post more often, but perhaps not. We'll see.
Sorry for the venting but that is one reason I started this lame thing in the first place so I don't really care if you mind.
i adore you.
ReplyDeletehahaha and I died about the kool-aid hurr.
you're my hero.