"I Can See Life Has Been Patiently Waiting For Me."

This is my last blog post for the semester. Wowsers. I six days I'll be catching a plane for Chicago to spend my two weeks of Christmas break with my fantabulous sister. Then I'll be right back here to give college another go.

The last couple days have been filled with a lot of different emotions. Excitement for break - stressing about finals - and sadness whenever we all start talking about going home. Not that we're not all excited to see family and friends, because we completely and totally are. But we're a little family here too and one that I'm going to miss like crazy. 

It almost seems a little unfair. I've only had four months with these girls and already I love them more than half the kids I spent the last eighteen years with. Our time here in college together has been so short - we'll probably all be married before we get a chance to room together again. 

We've laughed together until we cried, vented until 2:00am about ratchet hoes, been pregnant and then pregnant again. We've been hit on by the creepiest of the creepies, had simultaneous sore glutes from squats, and baked a freaking cheesecake. We've spent countless hours stalking attractive male  classmates on facebook and planning our future weddings down to the center pieces. 

We've got five days left together, so yesterday we spent the day together running around campus with a camera. I've never had a lot of girl friends. I've always preferred the guys and the drama free route. But I'm so incredibly thankful I got blessed with these three amazing girls in my life. I guarantee Heavenly Father knew exactly what I needed this semester and gave them to me. 

While I'm being all cheesy and stuff here, can I just say, I'm going to miss this person so much. I'm pretty sure if I didn't have my brotein shake Kenzie this semester, I'd go cray-cray. Honestly, my first impression of her was not the best. I prepared myself for the worst and thinking back on that makes me laugh. Never ever thought I'd make such a broski in college, especially with my roommate, but hey, I've been wrong before. Who I'm going to judge other people with next semester, I have no idea. 

Not that we really have a lot of room to judge… but oh well. 

So after pictures yesterday, we went hookiebobbin' with a group of friends. Yeah, I'd never heard of it either, but apparently that's what you call it. Basically, we drove out to this icy parking lot in the middle  of nowhere and then you hold onto the tailgate of the pickup… you get the gist? It was crazy fun - probably one of the best times I've had since I've been here in Rexburg. Plus we met some country boys and we all know how I feel about that. 

Well, my last final is on Tuesday - Animal Reproduction - and then I'll be done with my first semester. Fingers crossed it goes well, I'm a little nervous. We'll see what happens!

We've all been talking a lot about how our lives and where we are all going to be headed from here. I kinda came to the scary realization that from now on, I'll spend more of my year in Idaho than I will in Alaska. And in all reality, this upcoming summer is probably my last trip home for awhile. By next summer I should have an internship, year-round apartment, hopefully a fiancé or something close. And I actually really love Idaho. It's not Alaska, that's for sure, but I'm happy here and am completely content living in this state for the years to come. 

I honestly never thought I'd consider this place home. But it kinda is! 

So, the rest of this post will probably just be pictures that we took yesterday. We got like 250, so I won't bore you will all of them, but I wanted to put them up here. 

Well, we're cool, what can I say.

And we love our Christmas lights, but who could blame us.

Pregnant bellies are also way too much fun.

But don't let that fool you. We're pretty thug.

More roomie love. 

We have this thing where we're going to audition for American Idol and then win because we're just that amazing. 

Annnnnnd, we love Brooke's energy!

Also our booties. 

Group hugs are the best. I don't wanna let these gals go!

They love me, no big deal.

I really don't know what happened here.

We shoulda been models probably. 

I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love these girls. We're like the three amigos, but plus one. 

"We Don't Care - We're Driving Cadillacs In Our Dreams."

Two. Weeks. Left.

It's hard to believe that I am very nearly half way done with my freshman year of college. Whut. 

This week was pretty chill homework wise. I worked one my one big paper for my Ag class. It's on determining fertility and libido in potential breeding bulls. Exciting, I know. 

I got a box from my bestest big sister ever also. Ya know, normal people use like, packing peanuts… yeah, not her. I opened the thing and lucky charms marshmallows went everywhere. I'm still cleaning sugar up in my apartment today. She ridiculous. 

But I love her. 

Let's see. Then on Thursday in Ag class I got to do something super exciting. So, in lab the professor brings in two cattle uteruses and puts them on the table in front of us. Immediately like, everyone scatters except one other girl and I. Apparently cow guts are scary to some people. Whaterr. 

Anyway, he tells me to palpate it and he's got this sly look on his face. So I do and I was pretty sure I felt something in there. So we got a scalpel and sliced open one side of the uterus, all the while talking about the different layers and sciency stuff. When we saw a little pair of hooves, everything got super exciting. 

It's a little heifer! Anyway, so we decided to do the same to the other uterine horn and WHAT DO YOU KNOW.

There was a little bull in there. Twins aren't exactly an every day occurrence in cattle, so it was a pretty exciting moment for us. He told us we could get extra credit if we could tell him next week how far along we think the pregnancy is. My guess is 90-100 days. Closer to the ninety day mark though. 

So that was a lot of fun. And next week we're supposed to be birthing calves, which will be even more fun. 

Last night there was the big BYUI Christmas program, so I went to that with a date. It was fun - the music was phenomenal. Afterwards we went out to eat, then back to hang out at the guys' apartment. 

Oh also, I went and took a tour at the Ivy apartments which is where I'll be living next fall. My. Freaking. Word. That place is gorgeous. I cannot wait to live there. Free laundry - huge apartment - brand new appliances - a shuttle bus to the grocery store - and only $250 more a semester. Yeah. Sounds pretty gosh dang good to me. 

Anyways. That was my weekend. Got some little homework assignments done and now we're headed out to go hang with the boys again. So peace out - I'll post again soon!

"No More Counting Dollars, We'll Be Counting Stars."

Alright y'all- blog time!

So there was this thing this week called Thanksgiving break. And it was a wonderful thing. No classes and I didn't have to set my alarm. Not even once. It was heavenly. 

Monday and Tuesday were technically not included in break 'cause I still had classes, so they were nothing special.

Wednesday it began and honestly, I think we were a little unsure about what to do with all of the freedom. So we didn't really do anything that day. Well, except we went to the gym, of course. Kenzie has started coming with me. We don't work out together really (except for when we do squats because safety first), but we go together and that's all that matters. Then Wednesday night I made my first pie ever. It's a new skill of mine, apparently. No big deal or anything.

Also on Wednesday I was forced to go buy a new computer, due to the fact that mine decided to give up on me. Rude. 

Thursday was Thanksgiving of course! Can I just say - I was so proud of us for making our own little dinner. It all turned out so well... I'm pretty sure we are going to make excellent wives. Boys, take a note of this. 

(Our Thanksgiving dinner! That would be my pecan pie in the back... yup. It was wonderful.)

So Friday we did homework in the morning and then went to see Catching Fire that afternoon. Gosh dang was it good. A million times better than the first one. Not like that's saying much, but still. Finnick was picture perfect, which was a good thing considering he was my favorite character in the book and had he been less than perfect I would have been not happy. So yeah.

Got some grocery shopping done this weekend, wrote up an actual budget because I realized it was probably about time, and somehow got pulled into that TV show Game of Thrones. I'm only on episode four and I've got three full seasons to watch. This is no small task. I've also gotten started on this "My Fitness Pal" thing... it's like dieting, but fun. Trust me. 

Alright, well that's about all that I've got for you. The lost roommates (Brooke and Scar) should be home in a couple hours and thank goodness for that because the place just isn't the same without them. Okay, well, I'm going to go eat a protein bar and watch my show... Bu-bye!

(It ain't gonna watch itself!)