Starting Over

Hehehe, well, this is my second go at a blog. I quit my last one for a lot of reasons, but I'm hoping I can handle this one better. And, well, since I just made some major changes to my life, a blog feels like something that can help me hold it all together. I moved! I decided I needed to move last Friday, and this Friday I did it. It was probably the quickest I've ever made a decision and acted upon it ever. I mean, it took me like a month to decide to go to BYU- something that I've wanted to do since kindergarten-, whereas it only took me like two days to decide to move- something I really wasn't sure at all I wanted- and four more days to do it. I'm not sure if this means that I'm growing up, or if it just means that I'm growing stupid. But I guess I'll find out! All of my new roommates seem really nice! It's kind of strange though. I've lived with the same two girls since I started college, and now that I've left that its completely blowing my mind just how big a difference there is between living with friends and living with roommates! I have confidence though that I'll be able to become good friends with these girls too... it's just gonna take a while. I just need to get some good inside jokes with them asap so things feel more comfortable. On the plus side, even though logically I know that this move of mine should be terrifying, I really have only been feeling peace and confidence in my decision. I really do think it was the right thing to do. I was entirely too comfortable before, and if I had stayed where I was I wouldn't have gained any new experiences this year. And I think that that's a lot about what this time of my life should be about- experiencing lots of different things and different people. So, in my head I'm a little nervous, but on the whole I'm not regretting my decision! I only had one little moment of panic- while my new roommate was moving in, a large rodent showed up (in a cage) in our living room. It's a chinchilla, I guess. It really is cute, but all I could think about was how noisy and smelly it would probably be! And I thought, "Oh no! I've just moved in with a rat-loving lunatic!" It turns out one of our roommates was just babysitting it for a friend while his apartment had cleaning checks haha.

In other news, I'm really loving this band, Stars. Most of their songs aren't anything too special, but I can't stop listening to Your Ex-Lover Is Dead and Ageless Beauty.





In other other news, my roommates asked me if I was an artist when I moved in...HAHAHAHA! Yeah, my stick figures with feathers and beads glued on are really high quality art. Don't other people just get really bored sometimes and paint things to kill time?