One year

I have only one word.

UNBELIEVABLE.

It has been ONE YEAR since Willie left for Utah. I remember being in the airport [being quite dramatic] thinking that I would never be able to make it 2 whole years. It feels like I've blinked a couple of times and it's half way over. Unbelievable. Time goes so quickly.

Since I'm on the subject of Willie, I'll just give a quick update :)

They just had transfers, but he still didn't get moved. He's staying in the West Hills ward, where he has been since February! He loves the ward, he loves his companions, he loves the people that he's teaching, he loves his mission president, and he LOVES serving.

Do you have qualities about yourself that bug you? Does that even make sense? I am constantly comparing myself to other people and it drives me INSANE...but I still do it. I make a conscience effort to stop doing it, but I just can't help myself sometimes. The whole point of this, is that I have seen Willie change through letters, like you wouldn't even believe. He has grown so much in just a short year. So I look at the difference in him, and then I look at myself and I feel like I'm the same person that I was a year ago. That's not a very good thing. I wasn't a bad person a year ago...my point is that I don't feel like I've made any noticeable progress, and it's a little frustrating. I'm sure I have. I have been through experiences that I couldn't have gone through without changing and becoming a little stronger. I think my main problem here, is that I'm looking at myself compared to others. I think if I really took some time [and took everyone else out of the equation] and thought about all that's happened in the past year, and who I was, and who I am now, I would see some differences.

All I know for sure, is I still have a lot of work to do. I supposed it's a good thing I have another year to focus on just me.

Bored.

I'm bored. So I'll just write about whatever come to my head.

I made it through the first two weeks of school! I still like all my classes and professors.

I heard a really funny/scary story yesterday about a girl (who happened to be on crutches) getting hit by a SUV. My roommate witnessed it first hand. I know that shouldn't be funny, maybe it's just the way Becca tells it.

I get to go HOME for the long weekend and I'm so excited. I don't know why, I was just home last weekend...I'm just a homebody.

Yesterday was Willie's birthday! It was really weird, but we still celebrated :) Hopefully he had a really good day.

I am about to start filling out the application for my yearlong internship/student teaching. I can't believe I'm old enough to be doing that. It's so weird. It seems like I JUST graduated high school, and I only have a little over a year of college left. So, so weird.

A few months ago, I started making a list of 100 goals for my life. I know that sounds kind of funny, but I read it in a book and it sounded like a good idea, so I've been doing that. It's so much harder than you would think. I've finally made it to around 80, and I'm all out of ideas. But I'll probably post some of those when I finish. It's kind of funny what you can think of when you have to come up with so many.

The whole reason I'm bored is because I'm waiting on Carly, so that we can go to the gym (because she's getting married in a month...we usually wait until the last minute...this is no exception :). But she just called, so I've got to go.

:)