In January, we (my roommates/friends) went to this activity called Uprising: the Paint Fight. It was so fun. Pretty much, it was a dance party with blacklights, and at the end it turned into a paint war. With neon paint. It was epic.
At the paint fight! (see how we glow?!)
The aftermath! (yeah, we've got some pretty crazy faces...)
Trying to think of what else happened in January... Apparently nothing too huge. haha. So February came, and all the pink and hearts came out. I was dreading that a bit. Valentine's Day at BYU-I Do... all ewwy-gooey lovey-dovey. And it was. It wasn't that bad though, at the same time. I was having some issues with my self confidence at the time, but I got it figured out, and it's worked out for the best.
Last week I went night-skiing. I haven't gone skiing in a long time, and it was... interesting. I fell down on the hills a lot. And I've never actually gone skiing on a legit mountain before, and it was HUGE! So fun, but it was huge! But on one of my last runs, I wiped out pretty bad and hurt my knee. My first thought when it happened was, "Oh my gosh. I broke my leg." I just laid in the snow for a minute, trying to process the pain, and what happened, when I figured out it didn't hurt that bad. I managed to get down the hill without killing myself, and then I went to the lodge to take a break. It was still a ton of fun. Only now my knee gets swollen and hurts a ton if I do too much on it. Which is fantastic. :P
But I'm loving college. It's kinda funny being out here. All these fun, crazy, amazing people. People getting engaged left and right (not really, that's an exaggeration). All the new friends to meet and get to know. My roommates and I were talking the other day about how much things change in a month.
A little over a month ago, a guy in my math class started talking to the girl he proposed to on Sunday. (btw, that's fast even by Mormon standards. But still amazing. :) )
A month ago, I had an amazing boyfriend that I talked to all the time. Now, we don't talk at all, and I've figured out he probably isn't The One. I felt awful, and it broke my heart, but it really is for the best.
Even in a week things can change so much. A week ago, I was upset because the guy I had a crush on decided he would date a girl back home that he wouldn't see for another 3 months. And then I was a little upset because I was the only roommate that hadn't gone on a date yet. I still haven't, but now it doesn't feel like it matters.
A week ago, I realized I didn't remember what it was like to be nervous about a guy, and get butterflies so bad you feel sick. I realized I couldn't remember how to flirt, and be fun around a guy. I had forgotten how to be myself.
I guess I finally realized that you really do have to live more in the moment. In just a short time, the things you worry about today will be over, and you'll have new things to worry about. That no matter what your problem is, and how hard it is today, it will pass. Don't worry about tomorrow. Deal as best as you can with today, and everything will be okay.
Love love love,
Ginger
