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Happy Things!

Since my last blog post was a bit of a downer, I thought I'd ya know... write about some happy things that have happened recently!

-I actually got mail TWICE this week (we college kids really really love mail, we faithfully check our mailboxes every night after dinner) from my mom and my grandparents!
-Grandma called me this week to tell me that she and Grandpa are going to be here for Conference and that she wants to take Matthew and I to go see the Sunday Morning session with VIP tickets!!! That means that we are also going to get to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir broadcast!! I'm seriously SO excited! We are also gonna go to Joseph where Grandpa was raised! I am so excited to see the place where all of the amazing stories he tells actually happened! I'm super excited that they decided to come visit!
-my dad sent me beautiful flowers on Valentine's Day!
-I set a New Year's Resolution to be healthier, both with eating habits and exercising and it's going really well! I've been eating so much healthier and working out on a regular basis and I feel great!!
-signed a contract on my first ever apartment!! I'm going to be living at Liberty Square with two of my best friends, Alyssa and Kaylee! Two of our other super close friends, Sam and Mallory are living in the same complex! I can't WAIT for next year and to try out all of the recipes I've found on Pinterest!
-I TURNED IN MY MUSIC ED APPLICATION! I was so SO stressed about everything and I'm so relieved that it's done! I really could not have done it without the support of my family, friends, Mrs. Van Slyke, and above all my Heavenly Father!
-Chimichanga night is only two weeks away (I really hope Sam and Mallory read this)
-It's $5 footlong month at Subway. What more could anyone want?! My friends and I declared tonight 5 dolla footlong night since there was nothing good at the Cannon. It was quite delicious.
-We don't have classes on Monday!!

Well, time for bed since I'm getting up to go to the gym tomorrow morning! WOOHOO! Peace out homies.

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