Go Slowly

Radiohead

It's time to re-think where this all is going, what I really truly want to do with my life. It's time to sit back, look at options, perhaps pan out a few scenarios, and definitely make some pro-con lists. I'm almost done with my first semester of college. And, aside from the occasional break downs, I think I handled pretty well. I know for a fact I'm switching from Public Relations to Journalism and broadcasting. I was already leaning in this direction, when my journalism teacher read my rough draft, then said, "What's your emphasis?" "PR" "That's a waste of talent. Switch to Journalism as soon as you can, this story is absolutely amazing."

Well kids, there you have it. I'm slowing everything down, really looking at where I want my life to go, and how I can get to where I want to be.

Virtual!

"What?? I get my own virtual rock collection!? Look. You click on a rock, it tells you all about it, and then you add it to your collection! Hey, now it's full. Don't need any more rocks in my collection!"

Oh what the lack of sleep does to us....

"Wow, you're off your rocker today..."

Ever since the big hit to the head, my mind hasn't quite been the same. I seem to be compensating pain with hilarity and insanity. I'm wired. All the time. To my roommates and friends it's hilarious. To me it means not quite remembering the entirety of my days, and serious pains when I stand up at any time.

But, I'm much more outspoken and willing to participate in all of my classes now, so perhaps that smack to the concrete was a good thing. Hit some loose screws and put them where they belong. That kind of thing.

We're growing up.... Annie got a big girl job in a doctor's office. I couldn't be more excited for her.

We have exams and take classes that will determine the path of our future.

We take responsibility for our own well being.

We do it all without the constant supervision of our parents.

Some of us even have marriage on the mind....

Life is coming fast guys. Too fast.

I learned today, that if you think a mens locker room smells funky? Enter a mens dorm? I was tasting the stench it was so strong... mmm yum. I now understand why the boys come over here so much.

Old Navy. It's the same thing no matter what store you go to, but the people are very, very different.

Sleep deprivation. Get used to it.

6 classes, 16 credits. Winter semester, here I come.

Girl that I can see through your window and mine, acting like your prince has just arrived and is now dancing with him? My hat's off to you. I definitely hope you find him soon.

Yay for getting pulled over and smooth talking out of it. No, it didn't happen to me, but I'm jealous of his persuasion skills. But then again, it's probably how he's gotten me to continue dating him.

The End

Discovered from many months ago

Yeah, I worry too

Presto

Bach, your unaccompanied Sonatas will be the death of me.

What Did You Learn at School Today?

Well Mom, yesterday I learned that giving plasma, then running 4 miles 2 short hours later is an extremely bad idea.

That's all.

Lucky

Britney Spears

I was told today that I am too optimistic, I see too much of the good in people, and I'm too trusting. That I need to be more of a realist. He told me if I trusted too much, I would end up getting seriously hurt.

This boy opened my eyes.

Perhaps I am an optimistic person, but lately, I've been nothing but grouchy and pessimistic. Starting to really regret my decision of coming up here... Feeling picked on, singled out, and almost totally alone.

But this past weekend and the conversation from science boy helped me to see that all of this negativity I had been feeling towards Rexburg, was because I wanted to feel negative about it all.

So, with mid-terms over, and the end of semester in sight, along with the Christmas season, I'm giving this freezing campus another look. I'm lucky to have the friends that I have, to be taking the classes I am, to be receiving the grades that I have been. I came up here with a not so good attitude because something that means an awful lot to me resides 4 hours from this little college town, but now that I've seen that a bad attitude gets you absolutely nowhere, I'm changing the way I see my life up here.

Things are going to get a lot better from here out. No matter how many crazy people tell me I'm breaking the honor code.

(going back to the title, being a 90's child was fantastic wasn't it?)