Pardon my blogarrhea. . .

Sorry for the long post, but if you read it all, I hope it's enjoyable. :)

Basically,
This week has been crazy!
After about two and a half weeks of working on my research paper, I finally got it done and turned in. Can I have some applause?

Thank you.

Anyway, I guess I have just been under constant, extreme stress, but I haven't been myself lately. I have either been a zombie or a studying freak all the time.
But.
I have accomplished a lot, and so I'm trying to remind myself of the success I'm having, even if sometimes it seems like I fail at everything I try.

This morning, I had to go to campus and take a test.
It was a Spanish test.
Nothing too crazy.
I could've taken it yesterday, but I needed some fun after school instead of more library time (I think I spent more time in the library on Wednesday and Thursday nights than I have the entire semester. . . or, year, even. I'm not a big fan of the library. Too quiet.)
Anyway, so I went to take it this morning. I also had cleaning checks this morning. And a service project to help a friend out a little before noon. So the original plan upon going to bed last night was to wake up at six thirty to clean, then shower and get ready, go to campus and take the test at about 9:30 so I could be home by 11 and be good to go.
Problem is, I woke up at 9:00 instead. And then got to campus at 9:30 (planning to fail my cleaning checks and do it for the re-check), only to remember that the humanities testing center doesn't even open until 10 on Saturdays.
I was kind of upset, after busting my rear to get there and take the test as soon as possible.
So I went to the elevator (because I didn't want to climb stairs in my bad mood) and as I pressed the button to go to the main floor, and right there on the panel beneath the emergency call button were printed these simple words:

"HELP IS ON THE WAY."

And maybe it's a bit cheesy and like something you'd read in the New Era,
But it really did brighten my day.
I just felt overall peace and comfort and just. . . you know, that feeling when you know it's all going to be okay.

And let me tell you, I studied for a little while, and my mind was so clear and I was just, not stressed at all. So nice! I took that test in thirty minutes. And then I went home, only to find out that my dear roommate Natalie had done my cleaning check for me! Definitely a huge blessing to me today. Thanks again, girl. :)

So the rest of the day was awesome, too. Kim's service project was so much fun! We got to play games with kids, and I was in charge of the parachute. . . I think I had more fun than the kids did. . . and then Sheridan and I played on the playground. And even though I couldn't climb up the slide backward, the effect of the static electricity on my hair made it worthwhile to try.

Then came probably the most awesome thing I've done in my life.
You know, it seems like I say that every time I do something else that's awesome. But I guess that's good. It means life keeps getting better.
Anyway,
a bunch of us went to the Festival of Colors at the Sri Sri Radha Krishna Temple in Spanish Fork. So aside from the whole "not being able to breathe (or see) for a couple of minutes" thing, as well as getting a sunburn only on my right side, it was awesome! I'm pretty sure I might still have some of the chalk powder in my hair, but it's cool. I've always wanted pink hair. . . And purple snot, too! Looks like my life has been fulfilled by one day of fun.

So, after the most colorful shower of my life, I changed into my favorite polka-dotted pajama pants and my piggly wiggly t-shirt and cuddled up with my blanket on the couch to eat saltwater taffy and watch a movie with my roommate.

That right there, y'all, is proof that life really is good.