Nine days from today I am moving. Have I even begun to think about packing my stuff up? Absolutely not. Well, that's a lie. I've thought about it. I just haven't done anything about it.

Yesterday Ryan and I spent a good hour or so washing our cars to shiny perfection. Today, a road worker blew dust all over my car with his giant, dust-blowing machine. It was a sad day.

So I have 3 tests in the next week, but I have no desire to study for any of them. This semester has worn out its welcome as far as I'm concerned. I'm ready to be done with it.

I bought really cute note cards at Target today. I love Target. There are always so many fun things there. If I had a million dollars, I'd spend a bunch of them at Target.

So this post is really random. But at least all my random thoughts take up the same number of lines. It gives a feeling of symmetry, I think. I always was a fan of symmetry.

Has anyone besides me ever stopped to consider how many random numbers, codes, passwords, etc. we have memorized? Seriously. It's amazing.

Ok, dorky moment over.

I've been feeling very blah lately. I don't know if I'm just exhausted or bored or what. I don't have any motivation to do much of anything except sleep. I think I need a change. Maybe I'll shave my head. Or maybe not. Moving into an apartment in 2 weeks will be a pretty big change. It will be especially adventurous to have 4 of us living in our little 2 bedroom apartment after being so used to our giant house where we all have our own space. But it will be fun, I think.

Tonight I went to my first meeting about our Honduras trip. I think there's been 2 already, but I didn't go. It was kind of intimidating. I finally met Jack Walker, who I have been stalking via email the past few weeks. And I paid my first deposit, so now I feel like I'm actually going for real. I realized that I'm not gonna know anyone else on the trip except Ryan and this girl from my church in Arlington who I sort of know but am not close to. That's a very scary thing to me. I like my comfort zone, but I'm definitely gonna be forced out of it on this trip. It will be good for me though. I need to be challenged more.

Ryan and I had some good conversation at Starbucks tonight. I'm so blessed to be dating a guy who's spiritually bold and not afraid to ask the tough questions. What an encouragement!

In other news, I miss Phyllis terribly. Come back, friend!

Today Julie got hit by a car. No damage was done, and the lady who hit her drove away without stopping. I'm so jealous. All my life I've wanted to be able to say I was hit by a car. I guess I'll have to settle for living out my dream vicariously through my roommate.

Tonight I went up to Starbucks to see Ryan at work. His boss gave him a 10 minute break, referring to it as his "conjugal 10." Hmmm...not so sure about that. It was funny though.

I'm tired of school. It's so boring. I really don't know why I go to class. It's not like I ever listen. I just zone out the whole time. Any actual learning that occurs happens when I study for tests. And even then, I'm not sure how much information I actually learn and how much is just memorized long enough to spit it back out on the tests. Wow. I have to start being a better student. The NCLEX is gonna kill me.

I need summer break.

Clinicals are over. This makes me happy on the inside. Being at the hospital at 6:30 in the morning every Monday is not my ideal way to start off a week. So now I just have to make it through another 2 weeks of class and finals and I'll be a SENIOR! Wow. That seems weird. But I'm super ready to be done with school. Ready to face the real world...maybe not so much. Oh well.

I've decided that I need to improve my posture. My mom always told me I had horrible posture, but I never listened. I don't know what sparked this sudden desire to "straighten up," but I'm sure she would be proud. I just don't want to end up with a hunch back. Hmmm...not so attractive. So we'll see how it goes. I'm pretty good at coming up with resolutions for myself, but pretty bad at sticking with them.

Last Friday marked 7 months for me and Ryan. Crazy. It doesn't seem like it's been that long. But I'm still pretty nuts about him. He's a keeper for sure.

I like springtime. I like warm weather and the fact that it is now light outside longer. I don't like that I lost an hour of sleep this weekend. Sad day. But I made up for it today by taking a 3 hour nap. Ha! Take that, cruel inventor of daylight savings!

This morning I had an observational experience at Windcrest Alzheimer's Care Center. I think Alzheimer's is such a sad disease. Two of my great-grandmothers had it. Very sad. But today I got to be on the unit with the most functional residents, people who are still pretty much with it, but can no longer live independently. My friend and I spent most of our time there with this really sweet lady named Dorothy who was working a jigsaw puzzle. We helped her finish it, and then talked to her the rest of the time we were there. She showed us her room, where all of the walls were hung with jigsaw puzzles she had put together, glued, and framed. She had about 5 or 6 more unopened puzzles waiting to be done. She said that's pretty much all she does there. I can't imagine being stuck in one place all day with nothing else to do but put together jigsaw puzzles. Especially when you know you'll never be able to live independently again. But she seemed pretty content. She has 2 sons who come visit her every day, so I'm sure that helps. But still, I hope I never have to end up in a situation like that.

So Michelle and I put down the deposit on our apartment on Friday. I'm pretty excited about it. We're going to be living at Timber Ridge Apartments, over on the other side of town. They're pretty nice, but very, very small compared to our current place of residence. I was never aware of how spoiled we are to have this giant house until we started looking at apartments. Holy cow. Oh well. We will be living on the 3rd floor, which means free washer and dryer in the apartment. Yay for that! The only unfortunate part about that is moving in. I'm hoping we will be able to recruit enough manly men to help us get the job done. Who could possibly pass up the opprotunity to lug thousand-pound couches up 3 flights of stairs? It sounds like the opprotunity of a lifetime to me.