lessons you learn

things you realize, learn, think about, and worry about when you move away to college. 

1. moving away from your family and not being around for stuff is A LOT harder then i thought. this is coming from a girl who was not nice to her parents and liked to argue with them a lot. I MISS THEM. end of story. (fall break, please come faster)
2. college is hard. school work is rough. it's not all fun and games as people make it out to be.
3. laundry... nuff said! it's a pain to do! i forget to do it.. thanks momma for always doing mine in my younger years!
4. don't shop on weird impulses, or mood swings. you'll buy something (like a leather jacket) that you want at the time, but then realize you'll never wear it, and end up having to take it back a month later.. (hope they take it back)
5. when you're alone... you're on facebook, pinterest, twitter, and your blog wayy more then you should be... Golds Gym, HERE. I. COME!!
6. MUSIC. it's NOT okay to go three months or longer without getting new music... it's just not acceptable. AND saint george radio stations SUCK by the way!!! 
7. when you're having a rough time... it's okay to snuggle up with your best friend and watch a chick flick! it's even more okay to cry... A LOT!
8. it's really not that hard to go to church, and watch conference by yourself! i loved watching conference by myself! I LOVE PRESIDENT MONSON!!!
9. so... here comes the big one. before i left, and all through my senior year of high school i always said there was NO WAY IN HELL that i would ever get married my first year up here, or anytime soon for that matter. people and friends would always tease me about that, and i always stood my ground. NO i'm not getting married. but i do wish i had a boyfriend. OR at least someone to date that i liked or that i was allowed to like (and have him like me back). this isn't like me... i was loving being single before all this weirdess happened. what has become of me? it's all i can think about. it worries me. it's not fun. i wish i could just take little things from each guy that i love and create "mr. perfect". he doesn't exist. i know! but a girl can dream!

not everything is meant for you. you may think that what you choose to do is perfect for you.. but once you start doing it... it might not be. dance team is different and hard. i like it. but it's different from what i'm use to. it's good for me though, and i'm not a quitter.