Weekend

Yesterday I came home from an absolutely overwhelming, draining shopping trip with the Treu's to a distraught roommate whose boyfriend had just broken up with her, the first one of her dozens to ever do so. I lovingly comforted her before getting a call from Julie, she was crying. I went up to her place and listened to her be depressed over a boy. Then I escaped when Alex picked me up and we hung out at his house. That was a nice break to a trying day. Not that it was terrible or anything, I just had to really control my emotions to appear the right way to those I was with. There's probably a more intelligent way of saying that but my eyes are sliding shut right now.

Today I went to church. I woke up at ten or so and cleaned and got ready. Church at one. Cleaned and packed until ward prayer. At ward prayer we had everyone get up that was leaving next semester {maybe six people total}and say goodbye or a little something. I didn't get up until I was giving the spiritual thought and then I just threw it out. "By the way, I'm leaving." I guess it wasn't that nonchalant, I did get teary-eyed when I said that I would miss Jenna terribly. I mentioned that living here this semester had been quite the experience.. it took effort not to say a "bad experience". I will be glad to be gone. There are four girls and maybe two guys that were ever really nice to me and that I will miss.

And now finals. Finals come tomorrow at the beautiful time of 1:00. Physics. I think I'm at a point of not caring. Then I'll fail my physics final and panic myself into acing the other four. Eh, sacrifices. This semester has just kind of taken it out of me, I'm ready to be done. No more effort. :(

This is the last week I can really see Alex before I don't see him until January. When January rolls around I might get to see him once a week, if we're lucky. I'm going to be pessimistic about that. Things will certainly be different without him. But things are going to be different all around. Different house and classes. Different life completely. I'll be fine. That does mean that I want to see him a bunch before the week is out though. I check out Friday so I was hoping to see him that night but apparently he has plans. Not if I get my way.. >:\


But I suppose this holds true...

I want to go home so badly. I want to watch movies and get fat off ice cream with Mom, Kaila, and Stadd. I want to play stupid games and wrestle with Grant, Mickey, and Avery. I want to hang out with Collin and Shamele. I want to surprise visit Mikeala. I want to spend some time with Julie and Jade and Savannah. I want to visit Becca and Jacob and Haleigh and the old drama gang. I want to track down Mrs. Morris and give her the biggest hug ever. I want to go back to my YW girlies and see how they're doing. I want to lay on the window seat and look at the tree's lights. I want to eat junk food and open presents and act like idiots. I want to drive my car. I want to see my family. I want to be in a place where I'm loved.

Six days.. six days..