Spring Cleaning

Oh, spring cleaning. 'Tis quite dusty. So I spent a good four hours cleaning my room today. I moved everything out that I could, emptied the closet, dusted, vacuumed, and put everything into its place. It was quite an event, let me tell you.

I went in for yearbook, because I am just that dedicated. We scrapped one of the Kareoke pages because there weren't enough pictures and added another page of candids to replace it. Then Mark and I finished up kareoke captions, and I was promptly nominated to go to the rugby match and take pictures with Mark. Mark mentioned he was probably going to the match anyway, so Mr Larou asked him to take pictures. Mark's reply was: "Sure, we'll go over." We. Hmmm. I didn't recall volunteering, however I found myself in Mark's truck on the way to my first rugby match. It was actually quite fun, except I'm rubbish at taking pictures and I don't know a thing about rugby. I was constantly "what are they doing?" and "whoa, what's happening?" and "are we winning?". Quite annoying I'm sure, and it was windy so my hair kept getting everywhere until I tied it back. Apparently, with my hair back and a camera around my neck, I had a "New York reporter" thing going on. I didn't see it, but as long as it amused him lol.

I ALMOST missed Coronation Street tonight. It was a tense moment. And I watched Rob and Amber's wedding tonight. I LOVE Rob and Amber! It was really nice. Amber's wedding dress was soooooooo pretty! All flowy and nice.

You know, I've been really happy lately. I don't know what it is, but I just am. It's so great to finally not be exhausted every day and go to sleep without feeling guilty because I don't have everything done and not wake up dreading what else is going to go wrong. And to actually have time to do things that I want to do and spend time with Mark without worrying about that deadline for some stupid paper is just so nice. I was reading through some blog entries from a while ago, and it's really amazing how much I've been stressed and unhappy. As much as I love Sal and as much as I love all my friends, sometimes I wonder if all the stress and horrible days and night I cried myself to sleep were worth it. But then I imagine what it would have been like if I stayed in the Fort, and I am so glad that I came to Sal. I mean, unless you've lived here, you've no idea how great it feels to NOT. It's like doging a huge bullet. Anyway, I think that's enough for tonight. Huzzah.