I'm packing a month and a half early . . .

Yep, I have started packing for my trip back home. As I began to put things in boxes and suitcases I realized this is not only bittersweet but I'm one month and a half early from when I'm supposed to leave! Of course, I like to start early but something subconsciously tells me that I really want to leave this place (referring to BYU and Provo in general) but my conscious tells me to stay a few more months. Why this happens is a mystery to me. It's like my mind won't make itself up and choose one feeling over the other. But oh well, whatevs. So sorry that this is a ridiculous random post but it seemed appropriate since 1. it's been a while since I've written, and 2. I really have nothing interesting to share. Maybe the next few weeks will be better though . . . let's hope (graduation . . .  kindergarten student teaching . . . V-E-AGS trip) : D

      The joys of packing

much love


PS: Don't think I'm a horrible writer (or at least don't tell me) but I misspelled Vegas wrong on purpose. It's an inside joke my sister and I have. 

Ahhhh . . . I have no words