Must Not Count Down

30. Days. Left.
I'm trying so hard not to have the day count each day. I've got the weeks down perfectly, but I figure if I count down the days, it'll all just go by so much slower. Which it already is. Oh boy it's going to be so interesting . . .

4. More. Emails.

Here We Go Again :P

It took me a while to realize that the music playing in my dream was from my alarm clock which was waking me up for school. Ugh. The first day of school. Is it just me, or did Christmas break fly by way too quickly?
I had an awesome Christmas break, even though I had to get used to the fact that I wasn't the only one in the house anymore. I loved having my nieces and nephews there. It was a sad household when everyone left. Hopefully we can all get together again soon. (That goes out to you Texans and North Dakotans).

I miss being called Wese. I think it's my favorite name ever. Hearing my niece say, "Bye Wese! See you later!" was what got me bawling when the Texans left. I also miss the "Hi" coming from Eminema every five seconds. It rivaled B's "AH!" (for yes) in cuteness factor. I miss those dang kids.

Well, I should get to bed. I have class tomorrow. Ugh. You have no idea how much that pains me to say that. Sometimes I wish I could drop out of school and become a professional bum. Sounds appealing, yes?
Just so everyone knows, 43 days until . . . Hilary's birthday!!! YAY! ;D

Temple Square

I guess I'm just in the habit of writing in this dang thing everyday. Which is ridiculous because my professor didn't even look at it anyway. Oh well.

Last night a group of my friends and I decided to go to Temple Square since we wouldn't be able to go with our ward on Saturday. Hilary, Lindsay, a guy named Ryan, and Jeff made up the group.


I always love going to see the lights. Even if I don't go in the temple, it's still a very spiritual experience for me. It was definitely a needed trip considering the stress of finals coming up.
These are some of my favorite pictures from the night:

GUESS WHAT?

Guess what?!?!
I don't have to write in my blog every stinking day now! So, you all don't have to sift through all of the boring things that I write about everyday anymore. My blog posts are going to become a lot more spaced out and more important. Ha ha.

Also, today was the last day of class!!! Woohoo!!! Now I just gotta get through next week and then say hello to chillin' with the fam! I love Christmas time . . . :)

Self Evaluation

Do you ever chicken out when you have to tell someone bad news? I always do. I'm an extremely sympathetic (or maybe even empathetic) person. I absolutely abhor hurting people's feelings and I cannot deal with confrontation. My life is centered around making others happy way before myself and that gets me into a lot of trouble. No matter what I do, no matter what choice I make, I cannot please everyone, and that always upsets SOMEONE.
There's a saying that goes 'don't make that person a priority when they only make you an option.' Or something like that. I suffer from this a lot. I tend to emotionally invest in someone a whole heck of a lot more than they in me. That gets me hurt a lot.
So how do I change? Do I even want to change? Do I want to become this heartless girl who could care less about other people's feelings? Probably not. Unfortunately. This is somethings that defines me. I am an overly-caring worry wart.

I think I can!

It's the last week of school. Woohoo! It would be so much more exciting if I didn't have finals looming at the end of it. Also, the fact that I'll probably have to work on Christmas Eve doesn't exactly make me ecstatic.
BUT
My family is coming!!! I'll be kicked out of my room, but I'm still excited! Christmas lights, Swedish-Danish hotcakes, gingerbread houses, amazing food, and Santa's sleigh tipped over in the front yard are all so close, I can taste it. And nothing can beat being called Aunt Wese by 5 little people. Nothing.
Because I want it to come faster, these next two weeks are going to DRAG. Just like January will. It just needs to snow again. I think I may have put this song on my blog before, I'm going to repost it anyway because it's amazing and it's been stuck in my head for the past forever.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten,
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

I never thought I'd say this . . .

I always seem to complain about how I never have a Saturday to just do NOTHING. For the past few weeks, it feels like my Saturdays have been the busiest of days. Between work, family, work, football games, and work, it was like I could never get a moment to myself or catch up on homework. I won't even mention dates... 'Cause I don't get any.
This morning I woke up at 11:45. I was horrified. Mostly because I haven't been able to sleep that long in a looooong time. Also, that was like, 4 hours of homework I could have gotten done to leave the rest of my day fun and fancy free. I jumped out of bed and ran into the kitchen to make some brunch and sat on the couch for an hour watching TV. I then got in the shower, but didn't bother to hurry. It took me another hour just sitting in the shower, letting the hot water drain on me while I pondered life. I blow-dried my hair but didn't bother putting on makeup because I have no one to impress today. Now, I sit at my computer staring at a virtual reality because I have nothing to do, no one to see, and now that I have a chance to do homework . . . well, I'd rather not.
I have concluded that I'd rather my Saturdays be busy. If I have nothing to do, why bother getting out of bed?