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Welp, I've officially slipped into the grip of the dreaded blog-cycle. That is, I'm really bad at blogging. Time to play catch-up! (Also popularly known as ketchup.)

School is going really well! I'm basically dominating all of my classes with above 93% grades (feel free to openly gasp and marvel). Surprisingly, my favorite class this semester is probably chemistry. It is swell. My Book of Mormon class is also (thankfully) phenomenal. My teacher is superb. We have really thought provoking discussions in there, and he reminds me of the dinosaur straight out of Danny and the Dinosaur. It like a dream come true!

Um, it's reeeeeeeal nippy. There's at least 3 feet of snow on the ground at all times.

My ward is grrrrrrrrrrrreat. Small, and seriously lacking in Y chromosomes, but great. I'm not the pianist!

I'm currently working at THE Rexburg Opinion Center. Yet another dream come true. (.......not) It's more market research, which just means pleading with grumpy old ladies to take 22 minute surveys about blood/urine testing. Woopee....(no pun intended)

Last, but certainly not least, I have magnificent roomies, yet again, this semester. I took Joyce Tran and Heather Kirby with me from last semester, but we've moved into a real apartment with a kitchen. WOW. We've got three newbies: Annie Abbott (no relation to Harry Potter's Hufflepuff friend, Hannah Abbott), Kylie Cochran, and McKenna Senecal. Annie is just adorable. She's in women's choir with me, which makes it a little more bearable. She's got a heart like Mother Theresa. Kylie is HIGH-larious. She's a health science major like me, but she actually fills out her exercise lawg... McKenna is Joyce's long-time best friend. She probably weighs about 75 pounds.

Basically, I have a great life.
(Pictures to soon follow)

P.S. - Bri, if you want to come to BYU-I, we can be next door neighbors and party hard todos los dias.

Happy One Month Anniversary!

This past Monday, October 4, marked one month that I have been away from Georgia. Yesterday, the 5th, marked one month that I have been in Idaho. I'd just like to say, that this has been one of the absolute most fantastic months of my entire existence.

My Life: A Brief Synopsis of these Past Thirty-One Days.

The Reuniting.

Me and my best friend of all time, Samantha Reinhart, had a wonderful reunion after two and a half years of seperation.

The Roomies.


I have the best roommates anyone could ever ask for. They really have become like five more sisters. I don't think I've ever bonded with any group of people as fast as I have with these girls. Suzy, the girl I share an actual bedroom with, is such an example of everything good. I just like them a lot.

Joyce, Rachel, Heather, Ally, Me, Suzy

Reading, Riting, and Rithmatic.

My classes are swell. All of my teachers are fantastic, even though my anatomy teacher says too many words and my science teacher reminds me of either Mr. Jones (my sixth grade math teacher) or the dad off of Back to the Future. I got to drop my writing class because my AP credits cover it, and I got a NINETY-SIX on my first Spanish test. My health and wellness class is the best thing that's ever happened to anyone. Enough said.


Rexburg.

EVERYTHING is so stinkin beautiful here! I love it! It hasn't been freezing cold yet, except the first day of classes when it was 47 degrees and raining. There's a lot of wide open fields full of alphalpha and wheat and potatoes and dirt. Its fantastic.

This is the view outside my front window. It's like this basically every night.

Road Trips.


I got to go TO GENERAL CONFERENCE. It's a totally different experience when you're actually in the conference center. The ride down was a blast, the stay, first at Suzy's MANSION cabin, then at Michelle's Doll House that makes me feel like I never left home was superb, and the ride up involved A LOT of Josh Groban jammage. Perfection in a nut shell.

This is everyone, plus Suzy's "mum." She is from England, and so we just call her Mum.

This is the PROPHET. Live and in person.

Romance.

Heh. Just kidding. Actually, it seems that I have a thing for married men. It seems whenever I smoothly finnagle myself a seat next to the most attractive guy in the room, he is ALWAYS married. I guess I'll just have to go back to Plan A...