home
1.
a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the usual residence of a person, family, or household.
2.
the place in which one's domestic affections are centered.
3.
an institution for the homeless, sick, etc.:
a nursing home.
4.
the dwelling place or retreat of an animal.
5.
the place or region where something is native or most common.
6.
any place of residence or refuge:
a heavenly home.
7. a person's native place or own country.
What is a home? My dear, lovely, dear, fantastic, friends/family/readers, WHOEVER YOU ARE.
THIS:
THIS IS MY HOME. (yes, mother. my home.) It's where I work, it's where I live, it's where I love.
Can we just discuss for a second, how absolutely BEAUTIFUL Logan is??? Oh lands, I love it. Love. Love. Love it!
Ladies and gents, I'm an Aggie! I moved into my [not so] cute [extremely] little apartment [that looks like is hasn't been cleaned since it was built in the 70's] on the 16th of August. Let's just discuss for a second the fact that there is only one toilet, not even a good toilet. It's like a freaking public restroom with the horseshoe toilet seat, no lid, and one of those weird flusher things that I usually hit with my foot. Not to mention that the sink in that bathroom like.. doesn't work at all. AND I'm not sure what's up with the floor in there, but it's always slightly sticky. Socks. Always wear socks.
ANYWAYS, I could write a ten page paper on how crappy our apartment is (like the fact that there's only 16 outlets in out apartment total, also they're in the most inconvenient places. Or the fact that our blinds look like the blinds in some sort of abandoned building. Or the fact that the smoke detector is super sensitive.) But, I won't. Because believe it or not, I'm kinda [not really] starting to like the place. [not so much the place but the people that I get to live with.]
Guys, I have been graced with the world's best roommates. We (aka Jess and I) make the world's greatest dinners, seriously, we can freaking COOK okay? (except for last night.. sorry Brandon.)
Ohhh, I have laughed more with these girls in three weeks than I have with most people in years. We're meant to be. I know it.
WHAT ARE THE CHANCES OF HAVING TWO RED HEADS IN ONE DORM ROOM?
I've been up here for 24 days, which I know isn't a lot, but I haven't been homesick ONE BIT. Not. at. all. I didn't even cry when my mommy left me. Get this: I was away from my roomies for less than 24 hours, and I missed them more than I've missed everyone at home.. Don't take it personally, I still think you're all fantastic :)
I've had deeper conversations with these fantastic humans in the past three weeks than I have with most of the people I've known for my whole life. Lifelong friends are being made, and I could not be more excited.
READY FOR A COOL STORY?
So- I moved in 9 days before actual classes started, which meant that I was able to adjust just a little bit better.. or so I thought. So it come to the Sunday night before my real classes start, and I, along with two of my other roommates, realize that we didn't get a blessing before we came up to school. Now, as I put that into words, I realize it sounds really lame. BUT IT'S NOT, OKAY? Anyways- we're freaking out. Long story short- our bishop says that he can bless us the next Sunday. Good deal. So, the next Sunday rolls around, and after church there are about 5 million people waiting outside his office. We were not down to wait for all that.. SOOO it's a good thing that Jess is brave because otherwise I probably still wouldn't have gotten a blessing. Haha so, we go back into the chapel, and ask the guys who are cleaning up the sacrament if they would be willing to give us a blessing. So, we go into a room, and they take turns blessing us.
Let me just say that I am SO grateful for worthy priesthood holders.
It was one of the most spiritually strengthening experiences of my life. I had a testimony before hand that Heavenly Father was real, and knew each of us personally, but after this experience, I know with a surety that God. is. REAL.
There is NO WAY that two boys who just met 4 girls would be able to say things that were so applicable to our lives. There is NO WAY that they would have been able to say the things that we needed to hear. There is NO WAY that each of the blessings could have been so personal and focused on each individual person. There is NO WAY that they could have made it up. No. Freaking. Way. Ua feel me? God is so real. And he loves you so so so so SO much.
One of the most comforting things that was said in my blessing was that I am doing the right thing by being here, RIGHT now. There is no way that Secope would be able to know that that was one of the biggest things that I was worried about, he didn't even know my name until about 2 minutes prior to him saying that.
I am so excited to be where I am. I'm even more excited to know that this is where I'm SUPPOSED to be. But I'm most excited to see where things go from here.
Just a little plug for the DDEC (Delores Dorè Eccles Center), where I work. It's a daycare on campus, and I always get flack when I say that I work there- but guess what. I get paid to play with the world's cutest kids and have snack time. Do you have snack time at your job? No, I don't think so.
Anyways-- I'll wrap this up. I love [most of] you all more than peanut butter.
GO AGGIES!!
xoxo, Sarah
where our boyfriends at?
sometimes we match
USU vs. ISU 40-20
I friggin' love me some football!
We're 2 LEGIT 2 QUIT
also Jess is super stoked that Kenzie smiled.
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