In all honesty, my college life consists of little more than random study sessions in the library, long hours on Facebook & Stumble, and Friday nights at the bakery; whatever else I can afford to squeeze into my day is a pleasant bonus...

This is where I live, learn, work, and basically spend every moment of my life. I came here to study music, but after much thought and deliberation, I've decided to major in linguistics instead. Rewind one year, and I'd say you're crazy to think I'd ever go to BYU. But here I am, and I love it. I've learned so much already, and I can't wait to see what else waits for me here :)

That's Pica.→
Pica is my Japanese Exchange Student. Well, actually, she's my roommate. We really get along very well, and we share many of the same tendencies. We have a lot in common, and we're able to accept all those silly things that we don't have in common. Pica and I often stay up till the early morning talking about super powers and gospel topics. And then we sleep in till dinner time. That basically describes our life together. What more can I say? We're pretty rad, I know.
Pica is my Japanese Exchange Student. Well, actually, she's my roommate. We really get along very well, and we share many of the same tendencies. We have a lot in common, and we're able to accept all those silly things that we don't have in common. Pica and I often stay up till the early morning talking about super powers and gospel topics. And then we sleep in till dinner time. That basically describes our life together. What more can I say? We're pretty rad, I know.

Katherine is one of my apartment buddies; we share a wall. I don't think I'd laugh half as much as I do if I didn't know her. She's basically the funniest, silliest lady I've ever had the good fortune of meeting. She usually comes into my room unannounced and unexpectedly, and she loves to vent her life to me. This works well for me because I'm basically a listening machine. Trouble is I usually don't know what to say after she's done, and I end up making scared faces at her, to which she apologizes and leaves the room. It's a common occurrence, and we've therein developed a pattern of communication by which we're both pleased to abide.
He's Jarrod.→
Jarrod was basically the only person I really knew when I came to Utah. We were good friends back home in Washington, and I think we've only become better friends since we got to college. I don't see him much during the week, but we usually get to spend the weekend together, having wild and crazy adventures all over Provo. Jarrod has introduced me to roughly half of my current entourage, and for that (among other things) I cannot thank him enough.


Though I'm enjoying myself so much more than I could have ever anticipated, I fear that I am suffering from an acute bout of Premature Senioritis. Maybe it will cure itself over the spring/summer when I go back to Washington, but as for right now, I am seriously tempted to drop out of school and run away to New York City. Now, there's no need to send me an angry "DON'T DO IT!" text as soon as you read this; I'm 99.238492389% sure that I'm going to stay in school until I get that degree. I'm just very anxious about the future.
Aren't we all?
Anyway, even though I'm a little confused right now, I'm pretty much having the time of my life. I know I'm not the same person that I was when I first came here in August, and I'm SO thankful for the changes that have been wrought in my life since my attendance at BYU began. Anything I say from now on could only expand upon that point...
LONG STORY SHORT:
LOVES IT.
LOVES IT.
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