High School?

In some ways, today felt like high school. Not in a bad "I hate high school way" just in a...well, high school way. For one, my backpack was super heavy. I rarely ever have a heavy backpack these days. All I really need for class is paper, pen, and my i-clicker. But today I had to bring an extra notebook, heavy textbook, and my laptop. I didn't want to go home before I was finished with everything on campus, including studying for and taking a test, so I had to lug everything around with me all day.

The next thing that made today seem like high school was this video:

Yes, this is what we watched in my biology class today to learn about global warming. Five episodes. It was lovely. I also went to a bio extra credit thing which was a total joke. I played on pinterest and got bonus. Also lovely.

Later this afternoon Chase invited a bunch of people over to hear about this business opportunity. It was an interesting presentation, and I wish him the best of luck. Megan was interested in the opportunity and wanted to ask some questions, so we stayed after. My tummy was soooooo hungry, but I patiently waited. And by patiently waited I mean I started to climb all over the furniture playing lava. You know, the game where the carpet is lava. It entertained me for quite some time.

Finally we went to dinner. There was delicious french toast. Made my night. We saw some guys from our ward in the Cannon and eventually suckered them into hanging out with us. We ended up just sitting around talking and the boys played a little pool. It was a nice, chill evening.

Sometimes I wonder about my friends. It is Friday night. And what do my friends talk about? Smart people things: calculus, gravity, anatomy. Haha, gotta love it. Quote of the night: "I'm trying to orient my carpals" -Thomas. It is a bit ridiculous that things like that are said in a "normal" conversation, but I absolutely love it.

By the end of the night I was exhausted. I am about to fall asleep just writing this post. We left the boys' dorms at about 1:30. Thomas and Joe walked us home (without even wearing jackets...crazy kids). Such gentlemen.

Today was another good day. I like that every day seems to be a good day. Sometimes I think there are all these things wrong with my life, but when I step back everything seems pretty perfect. I like where I'm at, and I love where I'm going. I am thankful for a loving Heavenly Father who has a plan for my life. He knows me so much better than I know myself. I am continually amazed at how things seem to work out perfectly if I just put my faith in Him.

2:30 = time to sleep.