Ain't it the truth

"I may not have gone where I intended to go, 
but I think I have ended up where I needed to be"

-Douglas Adams

Thank you, mother nature

GUYS.

The weather is unreal today.

I feel like I am getting a glimpse of what the next 5 months of my life are going to be like, and let me tell ya.

It's good. 

Mighty mighty good.

Also, I stumble[d]upon (i am soooo funny) this today, which just ULTIMATELY adds to my happiness. 

How does a place like this exist??

And what is the quickest way to get there before Saturday?

I mean let's be real.

My soul is ready for summer

This song is proof.

I can't stop listening to it.
And if you honestly don't think this is fit for sunshine,
well then you probably like Linkin Park so I don't even feel bad.

Intuition? Indigestion?

You know how sometimes you can feel something coming?

Something big?

And potentially exciting?

Also potentially world-rocking? (in a good or not-so-good way...)
That is the feeling I have been having all week. I have no idea what is wrong with me. 

Maybe I am just a loony making it up. 

Either way, it's nice to feel anticipation for something other than accountingexamfromhellnumbertwo next weekend. 

(Now that I think about it, maybe I am already so psyched out for that test that it's my subconscious way of freaking out 2 weeks in advance. Now THAT would be messed up haha)

On a slightly unrelated note, I just want to share this.

THINGS I LOVE ABOUT MY FAM-BAM 

part 1

(because of course I couldn't possibly list all the things I love in one sitting!):

1. Mamma: This morning she sent me a heated text about her disappointment in the BYU Basketball team's performance last night, as well as offering me/the BYU student body consolation. I swear, she loves sports as much as the men in my family. It's so great, and pretty funny sometimes. I love her passion, it really carries over into every single area of her life. That's something I wish I was better at! Also, I'm pretty sure she understands me better than anyone on this planet. I feel like we have an ET-Elliot connection sometimes. She has a headache, I have a headache, you get the idea. Basically we are BFFZ!!!!

2. Padre: Honestly, he is the best teacher I could ask for. Especially, at the moment, in regard to my finances. Bless his heart, he is CONSTANTLY helping me make sure I budget and plan and it's tremendously helpful. And if I ever fall short, he is willing to help. But always with a friendly "what can you do better next time?". I am very thankful for that, because it's teaching me about the important aspects of finances that I haven't ever really understood before.

3. Mckay: Oh mylanta, this boy is such an angel. I mean let's be real. He has GOT to be the sweetest, most polite, handsome, adorable (he would probably kill me for using that word) 16 year old on the face of this earth. And one thing I adore so much about him is how comfortable he is expressing his love for me. I can call him, and even if he is with group of friends, he will still greet me with a "Hiiii Brooookkkkiiiiieeeee" (spoken in his best babygoofy voice). It's the most heartwarming thing ever.

4. Ty: The baby of the family doesn't fall far behind Mckay in his level of sweetness either. But one thing I just adore about Ty is his sense of humor. He is so sharp! And he has Mckay and I in uproarous laughter 98% of the time. He is also the classiest 12 year old I know. He has Journey's greatest hits memorized, and his other favorite musicians include Michael Jackson (whose greatest hits I'm pretty sure he also has memorized), Harry Connick Jr., The Beatles and Dan Fogelberg. Show me another 12 year old who has even heard of Dan Fogelberg, I mean let's be real.

Also, I can't get enough of this song today. Enjoy.

and the count down begins

The live version of Hey Jude that I am listening to (Paul McCartney in concert style) is making my day so great. Fun fact, I am obsessed with live music. It doesn't even matter what kind of music it is, I just love it live. AHH.

Also, I think it's high time I complain about school a little bit. I mean, let's be real. It's March (sidenote: YAY!), and I haven't said but 3ish things about this semester. Let alone the horrific-ness of the semester.

So I am taking econ, math, accounting and family finance right now. 

Here is the question I think I should have asked myself back in November when I was registering for classes:

"Brooke, on a scale of 1 to "I would rather drink a gallon of cyanide", how much do you want next semester to suck?"

Had I been logical and TRULY asked myself this, I think I would have said "I will take 1 please" (1 meaning maintenance of sanity, happiness, moderately busy schedule, and so forth.) 

Hello, self.

I think I am pushing 9 1/2 right now. 

Aka I might go buy a bottle of cyanide this weekend before I have to attack my next wave of midterms.

JOKE. 

I am not really going to do that. But it's a comforting thought. Good thing there are only 31 more days (finals not included) of this craysiness!

On the flipside, things are looking up for spring and summer. Last week I went and talked with an adviser in the business school, and after considering everything, we decided that I shouldn't take classes. Instead, I will just take stats through independent study. Which means April-August is looking a lot freer and A LOT more enjoyable. I am so pumped to here in Provo for the summer especially. 

Rumor has it it's a blast. 

And I believe it.

And finally, the thing that is making me happier than anything this week:
BASKETBALL GAME. TOMORROW. 8PM. JIMMER EAT WORLD. ENOUGH SAID.

Well that's about all I can muster for today. Family Finance calls... More like looms...
Until next time, PEACE.