Spring has sprung (And other spring related cliches)

Dress//Target. Sweater//Nordstrom. Blouse//Plato's Closet. Shoes//?. Tights//?

Guys. I'm alive. I've done it. I've made it through possibly one of the hardest school years of my life. Everyone has had those weeks, where everything seems to be going wrong. And just when you think everything is right, someone steals your credit card number. Yep. It was one of those weeks. For the entire year. Luckily, I have survived and nothing went so horribly wrong that it couldn't be fixed.

Now I am doing spring classes. A big part of me wishes I was home, going to Seattle, eating sushi and other forms of seafood a couple times a week, going to movies, reading all the books I have wanted to read for the past year and just generally enjoying all my Washington peeps. But I know that this semester will be good for me. I'm not taking a lot of classes and in fact...

I am the newest Life etc reporter for our school's newspaper, The Universe. I'll be writing about arts, entertainment, food, fashion, you name it. All my favorite things and I can't be more excited. So, I didn't get any BYU scholarships for the fall but who cares! I am going to be the best Arts & Entertainment reporter this town has ever seen. As soon as I get my story...

Here goes nothing.

Over and Out.