I Wish I Had It

Motivation.

12 hours of homework for one class over 4 a day period is not okay.

Especially a 100 level class that is an INTRO class.

I work part time and have 4 other higher up classes to do homework for.

I don't even have 12 hours for those classes unless I want to sacrifice an arm and a leg

which I can't do since my mode of transportation in 100% by foot.

Basically when given these assignments I get so overwhelmed that I feel like I can't do them so I do other homework instead.

Anyone know a good secret for handling huge projects that are online (which btw the internet here is terrible) without getting overwhelmed?

Tell me your secret please!

On the bright side I got to see the amazing Chellie today!

And take pictures of her ;D 

Also I am learning to love print making. It is SOOO much fun!

Hopefully soon I will get to show you some of the stuff I have done in that class.

It helps that we have some great people in that class.

 I am getting married in 6 weeks!

I can't wait!

 Rexburg from a night time perspective.

 

 Garett is pretty hard on himself.

 

Life is busy, but I can't complain.

Hope all is well for you!

After Tuesday my life will be MUCH calmer. =]

Megan

 

In the Silence of the Night

It's late and I should be in bed. I'm pretty tired, but I am taking a moment to enjoy the quiet. Rexburg nights are the best because most EVERYTHING is silent and cool. Though it is COLD if you're actually outside. Either way, the apartment cools down and is rather comfortable and Rexburg becomes ghost town. It's a ghost town during the day too currently thanks to it being the 7 week break. Speaking of which...

Most of my friends are back home now in New York, Pennsylvania, Oregon, California, Colorado, Arkansas, Michigan, etc. I'm rather envious of them getting to see their families, but I can't complain because I shall be back in NC in a few days.

I'm wondering how it will feel to be back again. Last time I was there it felt weird, like I was a visitor/guest in someone else's home. I guess that's what happens when you grow up. Suddenly you have a new home, and as much as I would love to deny it, Rexburg is my home now and it feels rightly so. When I got back here in April it just felt right. Especially after being cramped up in Tyler's little Geo Prizm for 5 hours...

On a side note to that, isn't it funny how when you meet someone, you don't know the roll they will play in your life later on, whether big or small. You don't know when getting a ride to Rexburg, that you will become really good friends with the driver; that you'll go play at the park, slide down slides and climb buildings in the wee hours of the morning. You think, "oh just another person".

Like when I met Nikki, she was always with her old roommate and they were an interesting mix together. When I first moved in I didn't talk to either one of them, mostly because Janee was intimidating and as most may know, I am rather shy. But after Janee left, Nikki and I got along perfectly. Given, her and I are VERY different people and it's great. Together we kind of straighten each other out, keep each other sane. But when first meeting her, I had no idea that she would be my room-roommate and also one of my closest friends.

I guess the point of all of this is that I am homesick, but not for home, but for where the people I love reside. Funny, now I have people that I care about all across the country, heck even across the world. I miss you all, wherever you are. And whether I see you tomorrow, next week, in a couple of months, or in a few years, I love and miss you all.

I guess this is all part of life. Nothing stays the same for long, there is not much of a constant in your life. People come and go, classes change, moving around, relationships build or crash. You can only go with the flow and try to keep up.

Speaking of which, I can't wait to go canoeing again! I guess I should start working my arms out again so I don't kill myself on the New River.

Alright, I'm off to bed. Be safe and I wish you all the best. Sweet Dreams world!

I did NOT
fall off my bed today!
but I ate half the
food in the fridge.
Gym here I come
Meg

Procrastination

So here I am, sitting in bed at 11pm working on my lovely MWDS. For all those who are lucky enough to have never heard of such a thing, a MWDS is a Major Works Data Sheet, aka a pain in the butt, make or break your grade project. But I'll do it in the morning because we now have a two hour delay for fog! Since we don't get snow except once a year down here, fog makes for a great alternative to sleep in.

Anyway I love sitting in the dark, quite of the night. There is something beautiful about the dark serenity; knowing all the world around you is fast asleep in their beds and you are alone to contemplate your own thoughts. Right now I am thinking how nice it is to have my thoughts to myself. No outside pressure from others. I am also thinking how I wish I did not have a drippy, itchy nose. I either have winter allergies (which would be a first), getting sick or been around too many people with cats today. I am pretty sure it is the third.

Ah cats, lovely, pretty animals but they drive my nose up the wall, causing me to have a great dislike towards them. Dogs however are amazingly sweet and cute. They can turn your day upside down with a wag of their tails. Like when I come home from being out all day, Emily runs to me, with her butt wiggling behind her. Her facial expression is always one of excitement and pure joy for another friend to come play with her and love her. Her energy is enough to fill a room with joy. (Which leads me to another tangent)

Being on the Youth Council Committee at church, each month we have a new challenge. This past month has been to read the scriptures daily and smile more. Now, I am not half bad at remembering scriptures since they are always right next to my bed but smiling, I did not remember that being part of the task. But on my own I have been trying to be nicer. Which can be hard because I am quite opinionated, but I am slowly learning and getting better. But have you ever noticed how small acts of kindness affect your day? Just the other day I witnessed several examples of kindness. At school someone let me out of the parking lot so I could get on to my next school, which made me want to do the same for another person. Then walking upstairs to my last class, a guy held open the door for me. Finally, leaving school, traffic was horrendous and right as I was starting to get upset, there was Dillon, waving his arm vigorously to let me know I could go ahead of him. How those people had made my day without ever knowing it. To them their acts may have seemed small but to me, I was extremely grateful and they made my day a hundred times better. It is nice to see chivalry is not dead.

Well I am getting tired so I think I shall close this post, goodnight one and all and sweet dreams.

<3,
The spunkster