Is it over yet?

So, i'm sitting in this random lounge area in the basement of the wilk, sheltering myself from the snow, and for the past 15 minutes, this man has been trying to purchase something at the vending machines. For some reason, it won't accept his money. I have no idea why, but this is amusing me IMMENSELY. He just keeps sticking the dollar in, and it just keeps shoving it back out at him. I wonder what he feels about that. He looks like he's had a hard life. Like maybe life has rejected what he has to offer. I wonder if he sees what I see; that the dollar is to the vending machine as he is to the world. Rejected. Identified as something other than he is.

Anyway, this week was long. REALLY LONG. I took a final exam from last semester, studied a bunch, and I'm just overall tuckered out. I think its time for spring to be here. The sad part about all this, is that I don't actually think there is going to be any improvement until it warms up outside.

Too depressing for you? Sorry. You move to provo and tell me its not depressing.

Friend is a Four Letter Word

To be honest, I kind of liked this weekend. Why do I have to complain about everything? So now I'm in the library, beginning my epic studies for this week. I have 2 tests this week. Good times! I also need to start a few projects.

Isn't it strange how everything happens at the same time?

this is a vague one...

So this is possibly one of the most traumatic weekends of my life. Without going into too much detail, or basically while remaining sufficiently vague, this is what happened:

1) I accomplished 2 overdue life goals
2) Got my nose rubbed in the dirt - figuratively
3) Worked FAR too much and had my nose rubbed in the dirt at work (figuratively again)
4) Had my men's choir perform a number
5) Got behind on my book of mormon reading
6) got the worst grade I've gotten on ANYTHING since I've been home from my mission
7) got in an epic fight with my roommate
8) Got debased in a situation where I thought I was in control

Awesome. Happy valentines day everyone.

Tuesday...

So life is really busy. In a good way, but busy nonetheless. Tuesdays are an oasis of rest in a week that otherwise consists of early mornings, late nights, and draining projects of every sort. Two of my missionaries went to the field this week, to colorado springs and to pocatello idaho. They're awesome. 

So nothing is really new.... I have been researching laptops, and I found a really good one for only $84! So I think I'm going to buy it this weekend, after I get my paycheck. That way I can actually have my stuff on a laptop I own... good thing I have a roommate that knows everything about computers....

In other news, I have started researching some travel options for next summer. I want to go see all these places before I have to settle down into real life.... so i am researching the cost of visiting southeast asia, oceania and the pacific, and/or africa. Don't freak out, mom. I'll do it safe. I'm trying to convince someone to come with me, but if they don't, thats okay. 

Anyway, that's pretty much it....

Just a quick update.

It has finally hit....

The winter slump. I swear, there is something about the cold that takes away my appetite, sucks all my energy and makes my emotions rise close to the surface. All I can think about is going home and crawling back into bed and disappearing. which wouldn't be such a bad think if I didn't have a test to take on subsaharan africa..... but all is well. Basically I am feeling desperate for rest, but I spend most of my free time doing just that. Maybe it's a mild form of hibernation.

This weekend was really busy; friday night I got picked up from work and we went straight to a concert. It was actually pretty funny; I had to change my clothes in the bathroom at the MTC because there is NO WAY I'm going out in sister missionary clothes. On my way out the door after changing from a mid-calf length skirt and cardigan to leggings and a hip scarf, one of my elders saw me. He was like "SEESTER, what are you wearing?!" I was like "go plan. Why are you out of the classroom?" So it was a moment of realization for the both of us; he saw that I have a life outside of work, and I saw that when I'm not there, he doesn't do what he's supposed to.

Saturday I slept in, which was much needed, and then headed off to work. One of the other teachers got a concussion, so I took his class for part of the evening. Then, my sister picked me up from work with her husband and we went out to dinner at the cheesecake factory - my treat - for her birthday. It was really delicious! I seriously could eat there every day.

So now, here I am on the bottom floor of the library, exhausted for no reason and unable to find the energy to continue studying for my africa exam. I just want to crawl into a humid, heated hole and sleep for the rest of winter.