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Finals Week

Finals week usually stresses me out more than it should. I usually have several stress-induced break downs and am pretty miserable until it ends. I normally stress myself out over a grade that won't even matter to me anymore a week later. I don't know why, but I'm just not anywhere near as stressed this time around. Maybe now that this is my fourth finals week, I've learned a thing or two about putting things in perspective. Or maybe it's because so far, this finals week has had so many bright spots, that I have barely had times to be stressed!

-I've had the chance to work a lot of extra hours! Which may not sound like a positive thing, but I honestly really love my job, mostly because I work with really great people and they make it fun! Yesterday, business was slow for a little while, so we played an intense game of I Spy. We basically all came up with the hardest things possible and it was great. It got really heated. My favorite part was when my co-worker Brook goes, "I spy something red." And my co-worker Anthony responded with, "The blood of angry men!" I love a good Les Mis reference! Mad props. Working on the BYU campus also means that 99% of the time, the customers are so nice and friendly and it's just great! 

-Today I got paid to study for my finals! I went into work to do a little bit of training, because I'm going to be working a closing shift Mon-Fri in the spring, and I got asked to work downstairs at the bowling alley in the Wilk. I had no clue what I was doing, and it was quite apparent to the customers, but I got permission to study for my finals when there were no customers, which was the majority of the shift! 

-Last night my roommates and I took a study break to watch the news as the Boston bomber was captured! I visited Boston when I was 12 years old with my Aunt Becky and cousin Matthew and even then I fell in love with the city. It's so full of rich history and is such a beautiful place! I know it holds a special place in my aunt's heart, and it was so fun to have her show it to us! I was heartbroken when I heard about the tragedy at the Boston Marathon and then four days later at MIT, and was so impressed at how quickly the case was solved and justice was served! 

-I also was able to hear the adorable story of my beautiful sister Amy getting asked to her senior Mormon Prom yesterday! I won't post it here, I'll let her tell it! :) I am thrilled for her! Then today she sent me a picture of her in her STUNNING prom dress, and it's possible that I teared up a little standing in line at Subway in the Cougar Eat. I'm just a little proud of her and so lucky to have her as my sister!

-Today I ran into my wonderful friend Anna from freshman year on the fifth floor of the library. Even though we don't get to see each other nearly as often as we'd like, every time I see her it brightens my day! It was so fun to catch up even if it was only for a few minutes! 

-This afternoon my roommates and I went to the mall for a little retail therapy. I am sorely lacking in cute spring tops, and found an adorable one at a super cute store my roommate Alyssa showed us! I can't wait to wear it. I sent a picture of it to Jenn, and received the highly coveted and difficult to come by Jenn Freeman Stamp of Approval. New clothes are the best. It's just a fact.

-Then tonight, we had a bunch of people from the ward over for a pizza/ice cream party to celebrate our ward coming in second place in our stake indexing competition! I was the top indexer from our ward, basically my proudest achievement ever. The stake provided pizza and soda, the ward provided ice cream, and we provided the movie Dan in Real Life! It was so fun to relax and hang out with everyone! 

Life is good! I am so grateful for the amazing four semesters I've had at BYU so far and am so looking forward to spring semester! I have learned so much and have been so blessed! 

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