Finals and food

June 20, 2007

So I finished my finals about half an hour ago. It’s a great feeling to be done with everything. And I just went and bought myself this big ham sandwich and an orange juice and a large container of ice cream, and I ate it all. I feel pretty bloated now.

It’s funny how you notice insignificant little things when you’re taking tests. Like worrying about whether your pencil lead or eraser is going to last through the end of the next page or whether you can make it another hour before you have to go to the bathroom. Or how the guy sitting next to you sniffles once every twenty seconds.

And I’m tired of being inside overly-air-conditioned buildings. The Testing Center is waaaay too cold for my liking. (It’s so loud in there, too, even though everybody is being as quiet as they can.) So since it’s a nice day outside, I’m going to wander around and take pictures or do something like that.

Good luck to anybody and everybody who still has finals!


End-of-term woes

June 18, 2007

So spring term is just about over. Today was the last day of classes. I feel pretty sad, actually. I have very much enjoyed this term, both for the setting (spring term is a lot quieter than fall/winter), and for my classes. I still miss the BYU 47th Ward, but I have made a few friends in Heritage, too. It’s going to be hard for me to go home after being at college for ten months straight. I love this campus and going to school at BYU.

I’ve had three classes: Old Testament, Linear Algebra, and Basic Vocal Skills. All three have been challenging but very rewarding. I have increased my knowledge and understanding of the Bible many times over, for which I am very grateful. I’ve learned that I can enjoy math, as long as I put forth the effort to understand it. And I’ve become a much better, more confident soloist. (I even sang a solo in sacrament meeting a couple weeks ago, something I would never have had the courage to do a year ago.)

It’s so interesting and even tragic how we don’t fully realize how much we love and appreciate someone or something until we are forced to leave it. This happened with my friends winter semester, and now with my friends spring term, and with college in general. I am loathe to leave, except that I’ve got so many other things to do that I can’t do here.

I finally gave in and got a Facebook this weekend. I had told myself I wasn’t going to get one until after the mission, but peer pressure and my fascination with new toys convinced me to get one after all. I’ve enjoyed it so far. If any of my (loyal) readers aren’t already on my friend list, feel free to add me, if you like.