Update

Always things to do and never enough time to do it all! Things like journal entries get pushed off to the side for me.
Fall semester went as good as I could have wished for! I met my goal of straight A's. I had to prove to myself that I could do it... and through a few colds and many long, frustrating hours, I pulled through! I absolutely owned American Heritage... I love that class. The toughest were Child Development which is basically child psychology .. I hate psychology. Thinking that you can tell someone what they're thinking and why they're thinking it. Some of psychology is very valid however and definitely interesting. I dated a lot during this semester. They were all girls I sat next to in my classes (freshmen) or girls from before the mission.

Winter Semester started off and I bit off a huge mouthful. My schedule didn't end up working out... which is probably a good thing. I ended up having to drop a couple classes which allowed me to focus on Chem. I remember at the beginning to the semester a new trial that seemed to come weekly. It sure was tough... first week I somehow managed to tear my bicep during work while lifting tables... very problematic when all you do for 4 hours each morning is use your arms! Week 2? A bike crash and then food poisoning... I threw up all night but woke up just a tad late and feeling better. I decided I was okay enough to work and study so even though I was incredibly sleepy I am very proud to say that I took on the whole rest of the day as if nothing had happened. I sure felt weak and a bit dizzy though... Week 3? Lots of snow and a TERRIBLE bike crash which ended up giving me a terrible torn shoulder. Chemistry ended up being an excruciatingly frustrating class, but I am very proud of myself. The average for each midterm was a 60-62%... I nailed the first test with a 90%. Second test... I ran out of time and had to bubble in random answers... tons of busy work and constant studying of chemistry--- then the last midterm. I consistently performed at least 10% above the average. I killed myself studying for the final (whose average each year is always lower than the midterms; about 55%) and then spent 6 1/2 hours at the cramped JSB taking it. I had food in each pocket. Man that class was a nightmare... but I ended up busting out a B. No curve in the class. The class made me question everything. My career path, my major... my academic ability. Math just isn't my thing. I had to play catch upI loved taking Organ Private Lessons that semester... I had always felt like a "music student wannabe" but declaring a music minor and finally taking a class based on instrumental performance finally made me feel like "one of the HFAC musicians." I finally feel like I somewhat belong there and am not just an outsider studying music from a textbook.

These last two semesters I also have progressively grown closer and closer with Morgan... she's really great and she has become my very best friend. A lot sure has happened... and now I'm about to hit my year mark for my mission. Sure doesn't feel like that much time has gone by.