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Making our lives more interesting every day. We don’t always choose them. Sometimes we hate to see them leave, and sometimes we just can’t wait. Either way, we love them.

Thanks for Thanksgiving…

Never before in my life have I needed to leave Provo so badly.  I think if Sav and I stay in this town for a day longer, people across the world will watch the news tonight and see that there was a mass killing in Provo.  This isn’t because we’re disposed to kill people.  Actually, we’re quite pleasant.

The fact is that we are human and it’s been a stressful week.  And I know people can’t read our minds and know that we’re stressed, but sometimes those people get on our nerves.  And believe me, they would be the first to go when we snap.  (Maybe I should stress that Sav and I aren’t going to kill anyone.  It’s a figure of speak and a joke.)  But the stress is real.  The short fuses are real. And the people who are getting on our nerves are real.  And because they won’t go away, it’s time to get out of town.  Or we will snap in the form of words (a good deal of which might be profane).

So this year, I’m thankful for Thanksgiving.  Even if Thanksgiving is with my future in-laws who have the unique ability to stress my fiancée beyond any others.  Hopefully things go smoothly and no one gets hurt.

By the way, I love Thanksgiving.  Second to Christmas.

Currently listening to: “Carol of the Bells” by Barenaked Ladies

One way to ruin my morning…

All I wanted to do this morning was sleep until 7 am.  I wasn’t asking a lot.  But instead, at 6 am, I heard a distant alarm go off.  It wasn’t my alarm.  I tried to ignore it, but it was just loud enough to be annoying.  One of those constant, “BEEH BEEH BEEH…” ones that never quit.  After waiting 5-10 minutes for it to quit on its own, or more hopefully because the owner or one of my roommates had turned it off, I decided I was going to have to walk down the hall, find it, and turn it off.  As I opened my door and entered the hall, something weird happened–it got quieter.  “Weird,” I thought.  Maybe it had stopped?  I stepped back in my room.  Louder.  And then it hit me–the alarm wasn’t it my apartment.  It was either the room (and thus apartment) below me or the apartment above me.  Well, this meant only one thing–I was awake and wasn’t going to sleep anymore.

Top this off with a nice stomach ache that I worried was caused by something I ate yesterday.  After leaving my apartment and feeling so much better, I drew the conclusion that it wasn’t anything I ate, but instead the foul smell of burned eggs that greeted me when I got to my apartment last night.  P.S. the alarm was still going when I left at 7.

Now people might think that I’m worried about living with Sav after marriage.  Personally, I’m so thrilled to be rid of roommates that I could shout it from the roof of the SWKT.  I can’t wait to clean up only messes that we create.  Only wash dishes that we dirty.  And only have to smell foods that we cook.  I can’t wait to have our own space.  I also can’t wait to not have to leave and go to my own apartment.  Being engaged stinks, because you can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but you can’t coax the driver of the train (yep, this is a train we’re riding through the tunnel) to go any faster.  But sorry all my friends still left on the other side of the tunnel, I’m not coming to visit.  But I’ll send you a postcard.

Currently listening to: “Where Did You Go?” by The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

I feel like Hiro…

Hello my interwebial friends.  I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything good in about forever.  I’m also sorry that Sav has posted less since we got engaged.  We’re already transitioning into that boring married couple.  We’re not complaining, but we want you to know where we are once we’ve fully disappeared.  It seems that all we do now is post about being engaged and planning our wedding.  But that’s pretty much our lives.  We plan and coordinate and spend money so that everything can come together (our parents are also doing this–we love them so much).  And in the little remaining time, we try and get some homework done before we’re tired and just want to collapse.  We’re just hanging on, hoping we make it, and hoping our teachers will feel kindness in their hearts and let us pass their classes.

Here’s the funny part: we should have more than enough time to do all of this, because it seems like time is crawling by.  Time hasn’t gone this slowly since I was in the MTC for 2 months.  Actually, this seems slower.  So if time is going slower, shouldn’t I have more time?  Shouldn’t I be able to finish all of my assignments on time and still have time to catch a quick nap?  Well, no.

To top that off, I’m pretty sure that our roommates are starting to hate us.  We used to be cruel, heartless, love-hating people.  Somehow we’ve turned ourselves into this sappy, lovey-dovey, disgustingly cute couple that no longer cares about others’ PDA and has no problem with producing our own PDA.  Sav’s own mother commented on it.

If I had more interesting things to say, I would.  Maybe later.  Right now it’s lunch time, and I’m hungry. 🙂

Currently listening to: “If My Heart Was a House” by Owl City

You could have locked the door…

No matter how good your night, you can always smile more.  After a fun night hanging out with friends and watching Juno with Sav and Midori, my night was made complete by my walking in on my roommate making out on the couch with his ex-girlfriend.  If you’re not going to lock the door, then don’t get embarrassed when I walk in.

Currently listening to:  The District Sleeps Alone by The Postal Service