it was the 29th of March...

k, I've had a request to blog more often than once a week. Aaaand since I have no life up here, I am happy to accommodate. So to clarify, I am not pregnant, nor was I really into my strengthening marriage and family reading (hence why I was falling asleep). I was laying on a heating pad, as I do often these days, because of an "injury" I received a couple weeks ago. Explanation: Being the procrastinator that I am, I waited to write an 8 page paper until the day before it was due. I was pulling an all-nighter, and I had my lap top in the corner of my desk so my arms were stretched really far out in front of me, and I was slumped over in my chair because I had been there for hours and wasn't really focusing on my posture. The next day, my back was killing me, and I did it all again! (for a different paper). The day after that, I knew I was in trouble because I could barely move my back at all without killing it, so I went to the health center and the doctor said, "You've been staying up late typing papers haven't you?" It was amazing. Anyways, he gave me this rubber tube thing saying I was to work out my back with it, and the only reason it was hurting was because it was weak and wasn't used the the overuse I had given it. (Real encouraging, don't you love hearing you're weak when you're struggling as it is?) So that's why I've been laying on a heating pad... it's supposed to relax my muscles or something. Also, if you'll refer back to my first blog, you'll see that the whole mother conversation developed from my comment on the lack of sleep I was getting. I was merely saying I should get used to the fewer hours now, because it's not like I'm going to be getting any more sleep once I'm a mother. Huge explanation, but there you have it. Oh, and I got an 85% on the first paper, and a 92% on the second. So it all pays off in the end.

So I love Gerber Daisies. It's my favorite flower ever. Yesterday was kind of a hectic day. I had stayed up late (3ish) and then woke up at 9 because Cecily was traveling to Stanford for Track. (Cecily, my roommate, is my sister's husband's little sister. She is on BYU's Cross Country and Track team and therefore travels with them on the weekends as of late.) Anyways, after a bowl of goodbye cereal, (something we do, don't know why, we just do) she left and I got showered and ready for an 11 o'clock meeting I had for my job next fall which happens to be a supervisor for BYU Intramural Sports. After the meeting, I came home, read some Harry Potter 6 and fell asleep, at which point I had a very realistic and depressing dream about a good friend of mine. Which was ironic because it was the 29th of March. I'll see what I can tell you about that one later. Then when I woke up, I had to visit teach one of the girls in my hall. That went well, but was short. After that, I had 2 MaryKay appointments which I had to cruise through because both hostesses were busy and couldn't spare that much time. Normally, they take a little over an hour, depending on how talkative the guests are. These were both about 40 minutes each. In between them, I had an over-the-phone MK interview, which took longer then it was supposed to. After the 2nd appointment, I had to run back to my room and get ready for enrichment as fast as I could. I ended up being a little late, but all was well. It was a bigger, church-attire enrichment because we were celebrating the birthday of the Relief Society and whatnot. It went really well and I said the closing prayer which meant I was in a prime location to be the first over to the dessert table where the GERBER DAISIES were. There wasn't really a point for them except that they're really pretty and flowers make girls feel special. That made my day a lot better, I'll tell you that much. There were enough for all of the girls to have one, but since not everyone goes to enrichment, there were tons left over... like 30 of them. So, I "took one for Cecily..." Anyways, after that, we put together humanitarian aid boxes, which was delightful, and then I had to speed back to the dorms for a floor council meeting at 9. I'm the president and we still hadn't planned our final activity for the hall, it was a little stressful, but all is well now.

After the meeting, I realized it was the 29th of March. It was one year ago yesterday that my best friend and I started dating. So, I sat in Sarah and Casey's room and chatted with them regarding my... feelings. After an hour or so of that, I left and saw my relief society president, who is the sweetest girl in the world, and started talking to her about stuff, and since this best friend of mine came to visit last weekend, she asked how that all was going and of course, I filled her in. She said she would pray for me. I love her. I went back to my room and checked my phone and this best friend had left a wonderfully tear-jerking message on my phone. I ran back to my RS president's room, pushed the door open to find her on her knees praying for me, I totally lost it and told her everything. Bawling. Ah, it was... revitalizing? refreshing? I don't know. it was good for me, whatever it was, because I felt a lot better about my situation after I had talked to Rachel about it. See, she's just sent off a missionary as well, and even though she met him here at BYU, and it's a totally different situation, she could still relate. She assured me that at least I was looking at my situation through the right perspective, knowing that I wanted what was best for him instead of being concerned about my selfish wants and desires. SO GO ME! So I came back to my room after buying chocolate milk at the vending machines and I called him back and talked to him for a bit. A long bit. That was good. Then I watched Steel Magnolia's and cried myself to sleep. Good movie. Good day.

SO, I've decided that Steel Magnolias is a really good movie. All of those women totally rallied around each other in every way. I'm really glad I moved on from the drama of high school, cuz if I was still there, I think I would... not... be... in such a good situation. I love the girls in my hall, and I can totally see myself still being friends with them in another 50 years. Living in the south. Doing each other's hair. hahaha ok, peace out.