I get to be home in ten days for a the semester. Get me out of here.

a touch over-rated.

life is really good.

It is Friday. It is only the second week of school but I am feeling incredibly tied down to everything I am told to do. That is why I love the weekends: I decide what I want to do. The man will not ruin my fun! Rach and I are going to Idaho Falls. Winco and Target here we come.

I am feeling quite in need of some fun and an adventure. This weekend is going to be great. I can feel it in my bones.

I’ve turned into an adult.

I’ve felt out of place trying to be one.

I’ve begun to understand less and less.

I’ve realized kids have it better. They know more.

I’ve let myself do things I would have never thought I could do.

I’ve held back a lot.

I’ve still not applied the concept “loose lips sinks ships.”

I’ve begun to have faith in myself. And more importantly, confidence.

I’ve excepted what may or may not lie ahead of me.

I’ve found my perfect mixture of outward expression via clothing.

I’ve got some serious memory loss. I hope to incorporate sudoku for a sudden resolve of this debilitating genetic problem.

I’ve freed myself from negative energy.

I’ve learned painting rooms is only fun for 30 minutes; Possibly longer if a sexy man was helping. I will test my hypothesis when handed such an opportunity.

I’ve never been someone people take seriously when i’m mad. i hate that. more than nearly anything.

I’ve spent a lot of time calculating possibilities.

I’ve never liked getting to church early.

I’ve regretted a lot of things but when it comes down to it, I don’t think I would change any of them if I could.

I’ve recently been ready for something more.

I’ve been raised in the beauty of the ocean.

I’ve star gazed under different terrain.

I’ve been hurt a lot.

I’ve been really lucky.

I’ve been given many best friends. Just one reason I am really lucky.

I’ve questioned things that I know better than to question.

i have finalized on the idea that i may be alone for quite some time. and i am now coming to make plans of exciting cool things that my 45 year old self will enjoy doing with nothing to tie me down.

i begin my travels back to my homeland at 2 p.m. thank the heavens and the earth below me.

i am so excited to come home in 9 days. i am especially excited to see my old pall dr. dre. it is going to be great. we are going to get tan, go to target, go to barns & noble to read magazines, and get starbucks. i love her.

but i wish i could have been a more exceptional student.

if you tell yourself it will be a good day, it will be a good day.

so, ahem: today is going to be a good day.

now, i must make a list. lists make me feel better.

announcement: Coley M. Luce will be in my presence a week from this very moment. time to get excited.

It was wonderful seeing Jacob yesterday. When he first walked into my apartment he got so nervous. It was so funny. He loosened up once we got to talking though. I surely missed him. He stayed for a few hours and Holly came over a bit after he arrived. He is coming back to school in the fall, so we are going to have fun. Seriously. One of my favorite people ever.

Oh, and how much of the stuff I wanted to get done yesterday did I actually accomplish? Zero. Yeah. So I got my work cut out for me today after class. But Pressure makes me work better.

23 days till I am home. I can do that. Nearly there.

Today is going to be a good day. Guess who I get to see? Jacob Bradley Bischoff! I cannot wait to see him and hear all his fun stories. We talked on the phone last night for 2 and a half seconds and it was so funny- he sounds southern and he was very rigid. haha. I miss him so much! I have a few things I have been procrastinating a few things so I need to get on those. Oh, side note, Coley is probably comin up to visit on July 11th. It is going to be so strange to see him. I don’t really know how I feel about it yet.

I heard this today in my comm 150 class. I loved it. I have this thing where I refuse to act on something unless I feel certain about the situation I am about to throw myself into. Now, this isn’t always the case, only about 93% of the time. Not bad huh? Well.. that is why I felt inspired when I heard this today. I am going to work on being more vulnerable and willing to learn from mistakes and leaps of faith. I am a tiny bit concerned as to what kind of trouble I am going to get myself into, but I think in the end it will be worth it.

On a different note, I am staying quite optimistic with all the things that are weighing me down. I have been deciding to be happy rather than distraught and it is working like a charm. I have come to the conclusion that when I am getting sick and tired of being in the west I make lists and tally’s. These lists and tally’s consist of what I am going to do when I get home, how many days till I’ll be home, where I want to adventure to while I am home, etc. If that is what gets me by, I guess it works. 29 days.