Wednesday, October 24, 2012

22!! Well...20.

(Unrelated forenote: I created a new section! If you want to read the spiritual things that pop into my head on occasion {including the mission letters saga--I haven't forgotten about it, I've just been re-writing the posts a bazillion times] then click the "Spiritual Tidbits" page! Also, I'm starting this "Random Acts of Kindness"-type thing and I'm putting my ideas in the other section.)

Halloween version of fangirling.
RED. REDREDREDREDRED. I love Taylor Swift. And her new album. (It's called "Red," in case you couldn't tell.) I've had "22" on repeat for the last three days, and don't regret a thing. Except maybe the awkward penguin dancing I sometimes burst into. In a related tone, my hipster alter-ego is getting very afraid for her life. She's been trying really hard to convince me that I can't love Taylor's pop songs because they mean she's selling out, or leaving her roots, or whatever. She's losing miserably.

I can only sing along to about half the songs, so my opinion isn't officially formulated, but I think "I Almost Do" is going to be my favorite. However, I'm really stoked about the time in the near future when Celina, Em, Claire and I can sing "22" in my car on full blast.

Really, though, this month has to be one of the best I can remember. There's normal college stress, of course, but it's been easy to be positive about everything. I'm going to accredit this to Em, Celina, Claire, and my wonderful roommates. Of all the things I have to be grateful for, I'm most grateful for them.

There's a little guilt mixed in--I've been horrible about keeping in touch with people I don't see every day. I usually call my mom every day, and lately have been slacking badly even on that. Grandma, Grandpa...if you read this, I'm gonna call you soon. I promise. I honestly think about it all the time, but my short attention span coupled with the fact that I'm not the biggest fan of talking on the phone means it hasn't been happening.

Another great thing about this month is, of course, Halloween. I can't even explain how happy I get when I see all the decorations in our apartment. My ward has also been great about Halloween activities, so my burning desire to have a Halloween party is doused by the fact that I will have cool things to do. More importantly, I STILL DON'T HAVE A COSTUME!!! Ideas, anyone?

Really, though. It's awful.
I've been keeping super busy. I've been to True Blue Football (always fun), ASL club (<3), and work meetings (eh), while spending as much time as I can with my friends. Deathterms started two weeks ago, and some definitely went better than others. Overall, though, I've been learning tons of really useful information in my English classes. NaNoWriMo is next month, and I've never considered participating (hipster alter-ego's fault), but I feel like it's a project I could potentially start soon. Like, next semester maybe. I also think I've finally found my genre. Re-told fairy tales are the best things EVER. I've always been in love with Gail Carson Levine as an author, but I also wouldn't mind being as talented as Shannon Hale or Meg Cabot. So if you find any extra talent lying around, feel free to mail it on over. ;)

As Ever,
Mandi

P.S. This is my last post before I turn 20. Reflect on that for a while.

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