My "Spring Break"

I wouldn't exactly call this "spring" but with school off on Monday for President's Day, we had Monday classes on Tuesdays. I only have class on Tuesdays, so put two and two together and I got the whole week off!! 

(besides clinical on Friday, poop). 

I thought I was going to be bored OUT MY MIND but I've managed to stay pretty busy with a bunch of random stuff like....

a cousins's wedding shower: 

For President's day we rolled out of bed around 10 am and had a PDPB (that's lingo for President's Day Pancake Breakfast). Brent talked me into skipping doing anything responsible and going shopping with him after breakfast. That was a cruel joke-he know I can't say no to da mall!!

My roommates are so creative

Did y'all know that 2/22 is National Margarita Day? I didn't either until I showed up to this party last night. It was totally decked out with lei's, fajitias, Jimmy Buffet playing in the background, and of course...margaritas (virgin, please!). 

It was wild. 

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You know can I just say something? 

Well of course I can it's my blog. 

I had lunch with my freshmen roommate yesterday. We sat and talked for THREE HOURS, just jabbering away. And then I stayed up that night past 1am jabbering away with my roommates. What was the main subject of each of these conversations? 

Boys. 

It's strange; we're coming to the "golden" age in Provo. 21!!!! When I was younger, I thought, "Oh I'll definitely be married by 21 and if not, I'll probably be depressed and fat and doomed to be alone forever."

Sounds RIDICULOUS right? It does to me too! When I stop and say it outloud to myself I have to just laugh and remind myself that it's bogus.

But that mindset is oh too prevalent here in mormonland. Being in Provo, Utah and being that we're only a year from graduating college and not being married has such a stigma to it 'round these parts. Everyone is holding their breath for you, hoping and praying that this next year brings you good tidings of great husbandry...or else..or then what? 

 Both crazy long conversations I had with my former and present roommates stemmed around the idea that our self esteem and our self confidence have lowered about 10 notches this year because according to Provo standard, we're "gettin up there". It's so hard as girls to not get caught up in that. It's so hard. 

I consider myself to be a pretty confident person, but I have to admit, there are times when I think, "what if things don't work out with Ryan?...I'M SCREWED!" ...which is something I know is not true but the culture here at BYU tells me differently! 

UGH! I hate it! It makes beautiful, funny, talented, independent, selfless, kind, sassy girls like my roommates and I feel like junk somedays. 

Sorry about the rant, but some things just need to be said. Most days are fine and I still feel so young [holy crap I am so young] & how grateful I am for these years I've had to stretch and grow up on my own and not bring somebody else [like a husband] down with me. Being single during school is way nice and a lot easier to balance the crazy schedule that you have to deal with. There are things I've learned while I'm single that would be 10X harder to learn if I was married & it's been awesome everyday to learn who I am and what things are important to me. Yeah yeah, sometimes it's nice to have it be all about me.

But with that being said, 130 days couldn't come any faster.