Fall

It is that time of year again!
School has started along with homework, classes, new faces, and new experiences.
Sometimes I feel a nip in the air that gets me excited for cooler weather.
So for all those who have been following my blog, I have indeed found a place to live. Last weekend we packed all of my things into the back of my dad's truck and headed down to Provo with faith that we would find a place to unload all of my things by the end of the day. We looked at more places than I can remember. The one place I really wanted to live was full. They had one flakey girl that had two hours to show up and pay her deposit or her contract was void. We got our hopes up that I could take her spot only to have them crushed--she showed up 15 minutes before the deadline. I didn't get in.
So our plan failed. I stayed the night at my aunt's house with all of my things stacked around me. The next day the hunt continued. I had been on craigslist nearly every day for the last month. Finally I swallowed my pride and texted a girl selling her spot at Monticello--a lovely place that I had lived before and planned on never moving back to.
I went and looked at her apartment, and I felt okay about it. Rent is dirt cheap, it is across the street from campus, and my room roommate is an RM (which helped me feel better). So without the strong spiritual impression I was looking for, I signed the contract. I had finally come to the conclusion that it didn't really matter where I lived. God was allowing me to make the decision. Not only that, but He probably wanted me to learn how to make a decision. Hopefully I learned my lesson well enough to not have to learn it again. Considering how awful that sounds at the moment, I probably didn't.
I am loving my roommates. They are so fun and kind. I love my ward (even if some of the people are a bit crazy. They're nice and social). I got over not having my own room and not having a washer and dryer.
My classes are SO fun. I love my major!! Sometimes I wish this wasn't my last semester really on campus. But I really do feel good about graduating next April, so we'll go with that.
Also, I just have to say, I love BYU. I LOVE BYU. I am just so happy here. I guess I had forgotten in the last two years how wonderful it feels to be a part of such a beautiful, accomplished, friendly school. I belong here (in no way am I bashing other schools. By all means, love your school as much as I love mine!). Also, the Texas game on Saturday was awesome. Especially after we got absolutely drenched beforehand. Yay football. :)
So there is my boring update on my life. You can now stop worrying about me living in a cardboard  box on the side of the road. :)