So Today Was the Best Day Ever

Well we went down the river 3 times today. The all day trip first (through Seidel's and Twin Falls), then two half day trips (to Hecla). 38 miles total. From 7:30 am - 6:30 pm. A little bit ridiculous.

Anyways, the title of my post is because the first trip Hunter, Jules, Andy, and Tate and I went with McGreevy and it started out rough. And I had no energy and my arms were so sore, but McGreevy told me that whenever stuff sucks, to say "Today is the best day ever!" So the whole day, whenever anything was not the best or someone one pissed off, we would just say that over and over again. And it honestly made everything better.

I try to be in a boat with Andy (Best Friend), Tate, Hunter, and Drew as much as possible. When the 5 of us are together, it is so fun. So legit. A-team. I really hope it doesn't annoy them when I am with them.. But whatever.

Oh two words. Nothing less. I wrote those on my forearm yesterday. And I just keep reminding myself that "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness." No matter how good or bad I do on the river, or how everything is going at home or with my friends or school, or whatever. It doesn't matter.

So On a Happier Note

Well, I just read over my last few posts, and they were all so negative. So I thought I'd write something a little more happy and exciting.

This morning I slept in till 8. It was wonderful. Then a couple of the girls and I made chocolate chip pancakes and just sat around our kitchen table eating and talking and laughing. And then 3 of the girls got out their mandolin, guitar, and violin and sang some. It was wonderful. And then Kathryn Carroll gave me a tiny violin lesson (tiny lesson, not to be confused with a tiny violin). Thenn Jules, Katy, and I went to the grocery store, brought our grocerices back and had lunch, and then we listened to some Jesse McCartney, Justin Bieber, Akon, Iyaz, Train, etc. while we cleaned the kitchen. After that, I went on a bike ride and took this picture:

It's one of my new favorite pictures of all time. I still can't believe that these mountains are literally right in my backyard. I hope I never get apathetic about how beautiful it is out here.

Oh, the water is up to 3,500 cfs. It is HUGE. It is like 6 times higher than when I went on the river for the first time. It's ridiculous. I'm a litttle scared.

I am laying down in my bed watching Arrested Development. It is nice and relaxing and funny.

I just remembered that Pittman went to the circus. Yesss.

So It was Terrible

Well, good news. I was in a good attitude today. Didn't get annoyed at anyone. Buttt after we accompanied an all day commercial trip in the Narrows (another class 3-4ish rapids), we did flip boat training. I knew it would be hard, but it was ridiculous. It was terrible. We were in this tiny pond, and it took me like 45 stupid minutes to even get on top of my boat. It was one of the hardest physical things I've ever done. And it was so frustrating, because all of the boys did it in about 10 minutes, max. But either way - I made it on top, flipped it, got on top, then flipped it back over. By the time I was on top of the boat for the second time, my entire body was shaking because all of my muscles hurt so badly. Who knew getting on a raft would be so difficult. I also don't think it helped that I did a good 10-15 pull ups right before. But either way. It sucked. But it's over. For now. Here is a raft that is in the flipping process. It is not fun.

Oh, I forgot to say in yesterday's post - when I woke up yesterday, my lower lip looked like I had gotten Botox. It was so swollen from being so sunburned. I iced it for like 30 minutes, then kept putting spf 15 sunscreen chapstick on all day. It is all cracked and burning today, but no more plastic surgery.

Hmm. I am a litttle tired of rafting. I am tired of paddling, of being wet, and of being either cold or sweating under my stupid dry top and dry pants. But we have tomorrow off. So that will be nice. Time to recharge.

And I have more words to say, but I am so exhausted right now that I can't even think.

So What is the Deal?

Well. Today we ended up rafting the Numbers, which is a class 4 section of the Arkansas River, a few miles up the river from Browns Canyon, where we raft. Then we guided Browns this afternoon. I'm not really sure why, but I was pissed off like the whole trip. I actually did well (Rob said I styled Widow-Maker) but I was just so frustrated. And I think I pulled one of my intercostal muscles in my chest. It hurts so badly, especially to do back-strokes. So that has been fun.

But whatever. I've been pissed off for like 2 days now. I'm not really sure why... I am exhausted and certain people have just been annoying me so much. I can just look at them and get annoyed. Hopefully tomorrow will be a newer, brighter, better day though. Haha.

Anyways. Sunday is our day off. I am so excited. It will be nice to be able to sleep later than 6. I am planning on running, washing my clothes, cleaning our house some (we clean our house by listening and dancing to pump up music/rap/etc.), and then other stuff. Not sure what.

Ok, sorry this was so boring. My life is not interesting these days. It just consists of waking up around 6, being on the river for like 12 hours, and then going to bed around 9:30.

So My Watch Died

Well. My watch died. Doesn't work. Passed away. Gone. Donzo. Bye. I don't really know what to do with myself. I wore it today to keep working on my watch tan, but every time I looked down it was 12:00 on Monday, January 1st. Every one of those things are lies. But whatever. I will get a new one soon. Probably on Sunday, which is our next day off.

Anyways, yesterday we went down the river twice. We ran Siedel's Suckhole. Here is a video of it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zl1B0wAjOzY . We just went to Hecla the second time. But we were on the river for about 10 hours.

Today, we did the half day trip (to Hecla) twice, and then we swam in the river and worked on throw bags. So cold. It was not the most fun.

Tomorrow we're running the river 3 times. 3 freakin' times.

I am exhausted now, after only 2 trips down. I was asleep by 9:30 last night. I haven't done that in a good 6 or 7 years. It's not even 8 yet and I'm about to fall asleep. Yessss.

So Am I Tan or is it Dirt?

Well. I just got back from my first backpacking experience. 3 days. It was actually really fun. Chilly, but fun. And I was on benadryl most of the time, so I don't remember a whole lot and I kept falling asleep.. Haha. But yeah, as you can read from the title, before I took a shower, I wasn't sure if my arms were tan or just covered in a later of dirt. But I think it was a mixture, now that I'm clean. But don't worry, I didn't loose my watch tan. I covered it or just turned my arms upside town in order to get my forearms tanned. My face did get a little sunburned today though. But no big deal. It will be tan soon. It will be sad having a farmers tan this summer. But my hair will be very blonde. So it all evens out. I don't even know what I'm saying. I haven't slept a ton the past few nights.. Sorrry.

So There's No Time?

Well. We had the day off, so I just relaxed and hung out. It was nice. Nothing interesting happened.

We're leaving for a 3 day backpacking trip tomorrow morning, so I won't be blogging between now and then. But I'm sure some things will happen for me to talk about later. 3 days without a shower will be so fun. I'll definitely smell and look great by Saturday.

Oh, we're not allowed to bring our watches. Which will be so weird and probably terrible. I love knowing what time it is. I can't remember the last time that I went a day without my watch. Well over a year. Maybe 2 years. Maybe more. So 3 days without it will be interesting. Rough. But don't worry, I will put sunscreen on my watch tan so it does not fade.

SB, nothing interesting has happened lately (except my rash has decided to spread down my neck and begin to itch a little), but I just wanted to tell you that I love your blog. I love all of your words. And I love you. Annd my true love proved himself to be wonderful, once again today. He told me happy birthday (Jeff just gave me a head lamp today, which was my present, and I guess he told you-know-who that it was for my birthday) and he even knew the correct day. And then he was an angel when I was getting ready for backpacking, giving me advice and asking if I needed anything. No big deal. Just true lub. Marriage.

So It was an Accident

Well. This whole post is because I accidentally fell asleep today (in my life-jacket) as I was laying on my bed reading, and ended up taking an hour and a half nap. So it's 12:18 am and I'm still awake.. Yeahhh.

Yesterday morning we worked on some river things, and then around lunch time, we got everything ready and we took off down the river. The water was even lower yesterday and today, so instead of really rafting, we more like learned how to avoid rocks. And it is so frustrating. We rafted about 5 and 1/2 miles down the river, and then stopped and set up camp, and spent the rest of the day and night in the middle of Brown's Canyon. It was a lot of fun. I am afraid of the dark though, so that was not the most fun. But that did make the trip a little more funny. And it was very sunny yesterday, so my watch tan is looking great. I am so excited about it.

Anyways. We woke up this morning, had breakfast, packed up our things, and then we went down the rest of the river. I guided through Widow Maker and Raft Ripper, which are two of the rapids on the way to Hekla (where we take the boats out on half-day drips). I definitely suck, but I'm starting to get the hang out it. My muscles are starting to remember more. Practice makes perfect.

When we got back to Noah's, we unpacked, cleaned up, and put everything away. Then, as soon as we got back to the Red House, I took a nice, long shower. It felt so good to be clean again. After lunch, I was reading my Bible, and as soon as I finished the chapter I was reading, I crashed, on accident. Thus the reason I am still awake.

We had dinner at Noah's, and then Katy and Taylor and I turned on techno, pop, rap, etc. and danced around the kitchen in our lifejackets and/or helmets while we cleaned. It was so much fun. After that, a couple people came home and/or came over, and we just hung out. It was a good night.

I don't know why I just went into that much detail about my day - accidental nap.

Oh, small rant: I cannot stand tiny injuries. I have a ton of small wounds that are killing me, and they are such a pain, because they make even the tiniest tasks so hard. For example, earlier today when I was putting the lifejackets away from our trip, my thumb got caught on something, but the rest of my body kept moving, so my thumbnail got pulled up a tiny bit and started bleeding a tiny bit, but now it hurts to do like everything. And I have a couple hangnails that are killing me. And stupid almost-blisters on my hands. Dumb. Oh, and for some reason, I have all of these bumps all over my face - I'm not sure what from. Not acne or anything, just annoying bumps, and the ones behind my left ear itch. I'm not sure if it's an allergic reaction, or some type of poison ivy from camping, or what the deal is. But all of these things are so annoying. When people ask what type of super power I would want to have, I would hands down say that I wouldn't get injured. I don't mind feeling pain, but stupid injuries are just dumb.

Ok, that was enough.

Tomorrow we have the day off, so I'm thinking a run, a cool shower, chocolate chip pancakes, a nice long quiet time, the thrift store, etc. I'm pumped.

SB, I have a secret to tell you, but it's too late for me to text you, so text me soon.

Ohh, and Jeff came today, and it was so nice to see him! I'm so excited about the summer.

And I don't have any great pictures, but here is one of me and my trophy before our first trip on the river:

So It's Fun

Well. We finished up WAFA Friday, so we're all pretty official now. And any time someone gets even the tiniest bit of hurt, we all stop, (1) asses the scene for any other dangers, (2) ask: what happened to you?, (3) put on our "gloves," (4) ask if there's anyone else, (5) see if they're dead or alive, etc. It was really boring being in class for 8 hours every day, especially after just getting done with exams, but it was a nice way to meet everyone and become friends with everyone. There are some siiick people in my guide class. It's weird being around so many boys. When I lived in Birmingham, I had a couple guy friends, but mainly friends that were girls. Then when I lived on the Eastern Shore, I had mainly friends that were boys. Then at Samford, because there are maybe 5 boys on the whole campus, I mainly have friends who are girls. But here - oh dear. So many boys. It's weird flip flopping so much. There are 6 girls in my guide class, and 13 boys. And that's just in my class. There are fewer girls in last year's class. So yeahh. Boys everywhere. But it's fun. The girls in my class are sweeeet. I love them. Everyone is so different, but so great. I will try to talk about them in more detail later. And then the older girl guides are so great too. Kait, who is a second year guide, is ballllin'. I want to be her best friend. And I want her to marry Jeff (they're like bff already - so close to marriage). Hopefully neither of them will read this. But anyways..

Yesterday was my first time on the river. It was pretty fun. The water was at 400 cfs (cubic feet per second), which is realllly low, so it was a pretty boring/slow trip most of the time. But a good time, none the less.

Today though. Oh boy. We went down the river again, but WE guided. Like I, Elizabeth Marie Vincent, was in charge of a boat. On my second day on the river. It was so hard and frustrating, but also really fun. I totally sucked it up, but that's ok - it was my first time ever. It's so tricky using the currents and the stupid huge oars to navigate the boat around rocks and the shore. Somehow the older guides make it look effortless. But do not be fooled. It is ridiculous. So hard. There were two other people in my guide class in my boat, so we took turns, and we were all drenched in sweat by the end. And we only guided for sections of the 5 mile stretch. I can't imagine doing the whole thing. But soon I'll be tough enough and I'll be able to do it. Hopefully.

Hmm. Tomorrow we are going to swim in the 40ish degree water. So that should be a lot of fun. And a little chilly. And then we're guiding down the river again, but we're going to spend the night in Brown's Canyon. So that should be interesting. I'm not a huge camper. And I freakin' hate sleeping bags. But we'll see what happens. It should be fun and hopefully bonding.

Every day here is so full. Like when I think about what I did yesterday morning, it feels like last week. And even this morning. Or this afternoon. Feels like forever ago. But it's good. Staying busy is good - keeps my mind off of stupid things. But it also keeps my mind off of important things. I keep forgetting to skype with people. :( And I really need to email some people at Samford about the concert in the fall. And I just finished my mom's Mother's Day card, but I haven't put it in the mail yet. So everything is good and bad. I get Tuesday afternoon and all of Wednesday off though, so that should be really nice. Sleeeeeping in. Yes, please.

Ok, I'm going to bed now. I'm already about 2 hours past my bed time. But here is a picture I took yesterday. This is what I see if I walk down the road about a block. Every single time I look out the window I see just how majestic and awesome God is. It is crazy.

So I'm a Slacker

Well. I had all the best intentions to blog about this week, tonight, but then I got really side-tracked. And I have to be "river ready" with 5 boats topped off and ready to go, but 8 tomorrow morning, so I need to go to bed right now. I will try harder to blog tomorrow. Sorrry.

So This Really Exists?

Well. I flew into Denver yesterday around 12:25, stalked some people who I recognized from my flight in order to find the baggage claim (it was on the entire other side of the airport - I had to take a train and make some turns, etc.), lugged allll of my things around the airport and found some lunch, talked to my parents on the phone, and then met Lauren, Katie, and Alex (Gabriel, angel of the Lord) and the 4 of us drove to Buena Vista (a 3ish hour drive - but the most beautiful drive I've ever been on) in Alex's tiny truck (my knees were touching the driver's seat, and I had like 3 bags piled on top of me - but it was just the way I like it). Buena Vista is in the valley, between beautiful mountains. And it is down-town Fairhope, just with Mountains all around, not the bay.

Anyways, today we did 8 hours of Wilderness Advanced First Aid training through NOLS. It was actually pretty interesting. A lot better than life-guarding/first aid/cpr classes that I've taken before. But I am so tired.

I took this picture on the drive to BV, from Denver:

This is the house I'm living in this summer. Yes, those mountains are in my backyard.

So This is How the Adventure Begins

Well. I’m sitting on the plane right now (I don’t have internet in the sky, I’m just writing this in Microsoft Word and I’ll copy and paste it later). I am sitting by the window – duh – but we are above all of the clouds and it is so bright outside, so the window covers are down. I’m sitting by two guys, each over 6 feet tall, and both sleeping. I really have to pee, but there is no way that I am brave enough to try to get over them or to wake them up and ask them to move. So I’m just going to hold it. Fun times.

I woke up bright and early this morning, about 5:55 AM, took a shower, finished throwing things in my bag, and then SB dropped me off at the airport a little bit after 7.

First of all, I have two large rolling bags, a backpack, a pillow with a blanket shoved in it, annnd a large tote-like bag that SB gave me (Thank you for that, by the way, Sara Beth. I like it a lot.). That sounds like a lot, I know. And it is. It is also a little tricky carrying all of those things by myself. Ok. Let’s get real - it’s more than a little tricky, it’s basically impossible. But either way, somehow I manage to roll/push/shove/scoot all of those things up to the desk, where the lady weighs my biggest bag. 58 pounds. 8 pounds over the limit, which is an extra $50 charge. Thankfully the lady let me do some re-organizing, and after taking a couple t-shirts out of that bag and putting them in my backpack and other two bags, she re-weighed it – 49.5 pounds. Close call. Who knew t-shirts weighed that much? (I also have about 30+ in my bag.. Overzealous. I know.)

Well. After dropping off my checked bags, I meandered over to the security part. Nothing exciting happened. Then I went to my gate and waited. Boring. Thennn I got onto the plane to NOLA. And the only thing I could think was “What have I gotten myself in to? Well, too late. We’re in the air. No turning back now.”

Well, that plane ride was only about 50 minutes, and very boring. I buckled my pillow into the seat next to me. I don’t know why.

After getting off that plane, I found my next terminal. About an inch away from where I got off of the other plane. So easy. Well, there was a woman sitting in the chair right behind me as I waited, who was on my flight from Birmingham and was also going to Denver. So of course, when she started talking to two other ladies sitting next to her, I had to eaves drop. This lady, who had a walking stick, and was wearing a visor, scrunchy (sp?) in her hair, a shirt with a wolf howling at the moon on it (like the kind Joseph Wolnski used to wear), knew everything. She did not stop talking the entire 45 minutes we had to wait. One of the ladies she was talking to was about 65ish, and she jokingly said “So, did you party last night?” And the wolf-walking stick-visor lady, in all seriousness goes, “No. I do not part.” She did not crack a smile the whole time. (Oh, apparently the 65ish lady did party last night – but she said she didn’t drink, just partied.) Then she started talking about how she went to bed at 10:30, woke up at 3:30 and drove down to Birmingham from where she lives (Trinity, AL, which is about 15 minutes west of Hunstville, as I learned from eaves dropping), and about her grandchildren, and her father who is sick in the hospital, and about her children, and everything else in the world. I miiiight have put my phone an inch away from her and taken a picture and sent it to SB… No big deal.

Now I’m on the plane to Denver. Still holding my pee. I think there’s like 45 minutes left. Ohhh goodness.

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I am in Buena Vista now, but I do not have time right now to talk about what happened over the past few hours. But I will later.

So I Forgot to Add this Earlier

Well.

I love Matthew Mayfield.

I added him as my friend on facebook today.

For the win.

So Many Words

Well. I don't even know where to begin.

Last night was ridiculous.

Kaleigh and I spent like 2 hours in Tyler's office, just hanging out with "Father."

And then Courtney, Kaleigh, and I went to the Z-Outlet and got a sweat band with an F monogrammed on it, for Tyler (They didn't have a T for Tyler, so we got an F for Father). After that, we went with Paizley, Sarah Waller, and Bobby to Baha Burgers - so good.

Oh. And then Kaleigh and I decided that we wanted to ride in the back of Bobby's truck. Laying down. After driving through the parking lot for a few minutes, he decided he wasn't comfortable with us driving on 280 like that, so he made us get into the regular part. What a responsible Bobbert. But once we got back to Samford, he let us get back there, and we drove around. It was so fun.

Thennn. At like 1030, Kaleigh, Courtney, and I decided we wanted to go to Kids Got the Disco at Bottletree. Best choice I've made in a while. It was so fun! I did more fist pumps that night than I've done in my whole life combined. Kids Got the Disco is a techno rave that happens the first Friday of every month. It was so fun to just jump around and dance. And at first it was a little scary, because the three of us came alone, but then we ran into Cameron and Tim, and they actually ended up riding back with us, so it was not scary.

Oh, but while we were there. There was this boy. And while the strobe light was on for part of a song (when the strobe light was on, because you can only see like every other action, I felt so weird - like everything was a dream - not good or bad - just a dream), he tried to start dancing all up on Kaleigh. So as she fist pumped, she sort of jumped around and moved behind me, so I was between her and the sketchball. But that was not all. She started pushing me towards him. And not just like an accidental little nudge, but a full force shove. Thankfully my shoes had excellent traction, allowing me to maintain my balance and not fall onto him. After that whole thing happened again, I decided that we should move front and center, away from the boy. So we did.

Oh, even better. The DJ's mom was there because it was her birthday. I say she was about 65. Grandma was there. Dancing. In cargo-capris and a button up shirt. Made my night.

Annnd then once we got back to Samford, we ran through the sprinklers right outside of Pittman. My sweatband and wristband are still wet, from sweat and the sprinklers, so I could not wear them in my 5k this morning.

Anyways, I'm all moved out of Samford. Done. :(

But I'm spending the night at SB's. We're watching Leap Year tonight. So excited. :)

(Raaave.)

So I'M DONE.

Well. I just got done with my last two exams - organic chemistry and anatomy. Neither of them were as bas as I thought they were going to be. My grades may not reflect that idea when I get them back, but that is not important.

As soon as I got done, I ran back from the science center, stopped by Tyler's office to tell him I'm done, and then ran back to Pittman. After I gathered the troops (only Shea, Virginia, Kaleigh, Courtney, and Becca were here), we ran down the hall, up/around/down the stairs, and then back to our hall. All while ringing the dinner bell and yelling things like "I'm done! I'm done! I'm done! No more Dr. Gregory! No more anatomy!" etc.

Needless to say, I am a litttle sweaty from all of that running, but it was worth it. So fun.

And I am officially a sophomore in college. And I'm done. Ready for Colorado. 36 hours.

So yeahh.

Well.

I am not studying.

So This is Ridiculous

Well. I have studied more in the past 3 or 4 days than I have in a lonnng time. Maybe ever. Now I'm a studier (I have to put in some work for my grades), but this is ridiculous. Yesterday I worked from 12 until about 5, then about 2 or 3 hours after that. And today I've worked from 1130 until 5:30, and then for about an hour or 2. My game plan has been to work for about an hour on CP, rotating with about an 1.5 to 2 hours on anatomy or organic, throwing in a little concepts whenver I feel like it. But because I haven't actually taken any of my exams yet, I feel like I've accomplished nothing. I have concepts and CP tomorrow, so I think I will feel a little more productive after those. Buttt then I have to organic tests and anatomy within 24 hours of each other. Oh my gosh. But it can be done. And it'll all be worth it Friday at 11:15ish.

Anyways. This week is sad. I didn't realize how freaking fast this semester, and even this year, went by. I know, I know, everyone is saying that. But it is crazy to remember that Step Sing, Spring Break, and even Easter were all this semester. They seem like so long ago! And I hate having to spend my last week sitting at my desk. I'm going to have so much to do Friday and Saturday (Korea, hang out with SB, Kids Got the Disco, 5k, Hayley?, Pittman, packing, etc.). Everytime someone says something, I'm like "Oh, yeah, let's do that Friday." So yeahh. Sorry whoever I said that to, because I'll probably forget... Haha.

Ok, let me think about something interesting.

Pandora only gives you 40 hours a month. I used all of them last month, and I think in this week, I'll use all of the May ones. Ooops. Oh, that was not interesting.

Let me think of something better.

Tonight, we went to double-points Tuesday at Qdoba, like we do every Tuesday. On the way to Qdob, Kaleigh turned on some techno, and we mayyy have danced the whole way there. And on the way home, we yelled out of the window at just about everyone, telling them about their lives. Like "You are running!" "You are driving a mini-van!" "You are turning!" "You are talking on your phone!" You are a man!" etc. It was so fun. It was such a nice, yet very weird way to release all of my energy from studying. I think I laughed for about 20 minutes straight. It felt so nice. Sitting at my desk for 8 hours a day is not exactly my definition of fun.

Welll. SB, you are coming home tomorrow? And I will see you Friday?? Yes! I can't wait.

Here are some pictures from Spring Fling and Mat Kearney:

Kaleigh, Traitor, and I. Best friends.

Diiiiva.

Most of SAC and Mat Kearney.

Mat Kearney.

ps. I made a final resolution to get over stupid Nate this past weekend, and I feel so great. Honestly. For the past few months I've been subconsciously holding out, but now I am done. I am a new kid. Ready for adventure. Ready for the summer. Ready for fun.

So It's Official

Well. I've been slacking so much in my blogging. (I'm very sorry SB. You have been so faithful. I love all of your posts.) Last week I had my Organic Chemistry lab final on Wednesday, so I spent Monday and Tuesday studying for it, then Thursday was Spring Fling and Mat Kearney, so I was busy allll day.

But this weekend I surprised my mom and dad and drove down to their house on Friday afternoon. I made it in my usual 3 hour and 30 minutes. I play this game with myself of trying to drive all the way without stopping. Which is tricky, because I alllways have to pee. Out of every time I've driven down there this year, I think I've only stopped on one of the trips. That's a winning season.

Annnyways. Nathan had a little-league game Friday night, so I went to that and it was so fun. He played very well and they won, and the rain held off until the game was over.

He plays first base for the Mets. And he's number 1, which makes cheering very easy. Because I can yell things like "Go Nathan! You're #1!"

OH. And I got to go to Michael's house Friday night, for the first time since like October. So fun. I went over there before everyone else did, so for like 30 minutes we just hung out and talked and joked around while I worked on some stuff on my computer and he played Call of Duty. It was so nice to just relax and not worry about anything. And of course all of the treats at Michael's house made it even better. I can't wait till he comes to BSC next year!

So I'm just going to be honest - this may be my last post until Friday or Saturday. I have my CP and Concepts exams on Wednesday, an Organic test on Thursday, and my Organic and Anatomy finals on Friday. Soooo. Yeah. I made myself a schedule for today, tomorrow, and Tuesday, and it's sad. There are like 5-10 minutes between my study sessions. I get like one 1 hour break each day. My thinking cap will spend a lot of time on my head this week as I sit at my desk. And I will bring it to my exams too. Haha.

Let me think.

It's 12:41 am. I haven't been able to sleep lately. My average bed time for the past week or two has been between 1 and 2. Which is very different compared to my usual 11:30ish bedtime. I also haven't been very hungry this week. I'm not sure what the deal is. I haven't been super stressed. Or at least I don't think I have. (The amount of pain in my stomach from the acid usually indicates how stressed I am, and it has been fine.)

So yeah. Next week at this time I will be in Colorado. I said goodbye to my family, Bethany, Tyler, SK, David, and Michael this afternoon. It was weird. This Saturday will also be so weird when I say goodbye to all the Samford people. And Sunday, when I say goodbye to SB and I actually walk onto the plane will be surreal. I'm sad to leave, but also so excited. I just wish my last 5 days weren't going to be spend at my desk studying. :(

But it'll be over soon!

Isaiah 41:10 "So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."