What I'll Only Say if You Ask

AKA Thank you for caring. I wish people would ask more often. But only if they cared.

I couldn’t be present because I pretty much lost it trying to figure out if I could handle all my classes.

I am jealous of all the girls that have more friends, get included more, and go on dates.

I felt so much smarter than everyone else in my review today, because I actually knew the answers. And I wasn’t afraid to say so.

Walking barefoot today was the greatest feeling-I had forgotten how much my feet, not to mention my soul, crave a little freedom.

I am facing a serious concern of getting fat because of the Cannon Center food. And I don’t have time to run as much as I need to offset it.

I wish I could get all my work done and play everytime my hallmates played so I never missed  out on anything.

I wish I didn’t have a calling because it’s already stressing me out and I haven’t even started. 

Tunnel singing is going to save me. It has and it will.

This campus is far more beautiful than I ever thought.

God has told me multiple times while I’ve been here that He expects great things out of me; that I’m capable of the extraordinary.

That scares me to death.

In our first biology class, we played with termites, and I felt bad for disturbing them. I’m sure they were trying to have a nice life. I think we killed some.

I always get cold in the library.

As I’m getting better, other people are getting worse, and when I was worse, they were better.

Sometimes I feel little and forgotten-I’ve got to get involved.

Most days, I wake up stressed out. But I got to bed not so much. What about sleep is stressful and college calming?

Whenever I see boys playing Frisbee in the evenings, I am so jealous that they have free time.

Instead of sleeping, I talk, surf Facebook, and write poetry. Part of the problem.

My life has become infinitely more simplistic now that I’m here, in the sense of living in a small room, going to class, eating, studying, talking, sleeping. The end. It’s starting to get old.

I’m learning when to go to breakfast so I’m not late for class.

I’m training myself to read more efficiently.

I’m learning how to study better.

I get distracted just as easily, but I don’t have a mom to save me from myself.

My backpack isn’t as heavy as I thought it would be.

I love American Heritage.

My bed is a bed and a couch and a desk all in one.

I am scared of doing laundry.

I love the combination of cool air and sun. The best.

The Tanner Building has study spots that I just discovered. I need to try it out soon. They told me to find “my” study spot, “my” niche at BYU, “my” passion. Well, all those things are very good at playing hide-and-seek, and I’m still looking.