Happy birthday Elder!

So lately I've been really REALLY missing my best pal Dallas. Man, this guy is great. He is so funny and genuine and just an awesome friend. He's the sort of guy you can talk to about anything.
He's been serving his mission in Roseville, California for almost a year, and he's INCREDIBLE. Seriously. Reading his weekly updates is so inspiring. He is one of the hardest workers I have ever met and definitely a fantastic missionary.
I have SO many fabulous memories with him. I really miss just talking with him on the phone about everything, or coming over to his house so he could serenade me on his guitar and read me his journal. I miss his awkward jokes, his infectious laughter, and his total disregard of social norms. This guy is basically a brother to me, and it's so weird not being able to just run over to his house to watch youtube videos or play mini golf or step on zucchini! It's crazy how someone can be such a huge part of your life, and then you don't ever see them, and only hear from them in a letter every now and then.
Anyway, today is his birthday (technically, I mean, it's past midnight, right?)
I sent him a package a few days ago and I'm really hoping he gets it on time.

So happy birthday Elder Hileman! I'm so proud of you, and I'll see you in a year and a few :)

I'm baaaaaack.

So it turns out you get to college and suddenly have NO TIME. I'm not even sure where my time goes. Sure, plenty of it is spent doing homework, catching up with folks back home, and hanging out with my roommates, but I find myself going to sleep at two o'clock in the morning thinking "What the heck did I do with my day??" Needless to say my blogging has suffered.

Life has been so incredibly topsy-turvy. I honestly feel like I'm on a rollercoaster, constantly going up and down, feeling like I'm going to hurl if it all doesn't stop soon, but somehow still enjoying it.

There have been some MAJOR adjustments in my life recently, and I've sort of been thrown for a loop.
I'm homesick, heartbroken, and extremely sick of eating nothing but cheerios, fruit snacks, grapes, and quesadillas.

But I have some hilarious, kind, incredibly patient roommates and somehow we're all getting through this together, even if it means the occasional low-fat brownie and "hard serve" ice cream.

BYU is better than I could've imagined, even if my experience hasn't gone quite like I planned.

My classes are interesting, my ward is great, and my roommates are family.

I think I'm going to like living this Cougar life.