Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Happy Happy

Again, I apologize to all for not blogging enough. I have finally made an emergence out of my bat cave (as my father would call it). Life lately has been quite busy, and obviously the first things to be put on the back burner when I'm busy or stressed out (I am hardly either of these, so it's a big deal) are my blog, the cleanliness of my car, and the condition of my fingernails. In a way, I guess I'm a bit glad to be going back to school in a few short weeks, but then I remember all the great things that slammed me in the face since I've been home and automatically forget that I'm busy or stressed out, because being here makes it all worth it. Don't get me wrong people, I do love Rexburg and its horrible qualities you can't help but find endearing, but I am a city girl and belong in the fabulous Las Vegas. I will eventually end up here, of this I am positive.
But considering the horrible condition of my fingernails and hair, a good spa day with Margot (and possibly Courtney) sounds divine.
I haven't been this happy in a really long time. My family tells me that when I'm up to my earlobes in things to do everything else kind of falls into place better. I couldn't agree more. Let's hope that I actually make school a priority this semester.
As for me right now, I am still living at home and serve as the errand-runner and chauffeur for my parents. I will be back to school soon with a positive outlook, though I'll be missing home the whole time. Have a wonderful week all, I hope you all can be as happy as me.

Ps, I would like to dedicate this blog post to Courtney Cowley. Kart, I miss you and I cannot wait until we are reunited. I'm mad I won't be living with you anymore, but I'm willing to look over you ditching us because your handsome brother is coming home. I wish I could find your equal in deep conversations about Hitler, marriage, church, and medical anomalies. I'm still wishing. You can't be beaten. Thanks for reminding me that I have a blog to write on. You're the greatest.