turbulence.

after convincing mom that even though only ONE of us (her) got upgraded, ONE of us should sit up there. who cares if we have to sit next to random, probably not ideal flight companions, SOMEONE should get to enjoy the luxuries. Well I eventually guilted her into letting me sit in first class, since I'll definitely be flying P.C (peasant class) during the mish. NOTE: it's not that I consider those who sit in coach to be peasants, but it's that I feel like a peasant when I sit back there, admiring the monarchy from behind the mesh curtain. 

Anyways...I really had to pee, and as soon as the seatbelt sign when off, everyone of course had the same idea. So I waited and after a couple people had gone I decided that I HAD TO BE NEXT. But when the last gentleman had entered john jr. and I released the clasp on my belt, immediately we hit turbulence. As I clipped my belt back in, I crossed my legs and began picturing the poor fellow who was probably having the worst aim he's ever seen since age three...I think I'll wait the 47 more minutes till our arrival. 

countdown.

10, had me freaked all morning because of my farewell.  So grateful that everything went smoothly, well mostly.  Oh, and the food was delicious.  Can't wait for the homecoming party ;)

9; let the record show that Z.Q was one of the good ones. Lots of hugs, kisses, and cuddles. what a good note to end on :) thank youuu

8; my last breezy venture to provo consisted of lunch with my string bean and a best friend date with my favorite CheeTo. I miss school and everything that comes with living in the bubble, but my mind is already far removed from the simplicity of college life. I'm ready to go, and ready to come back. it's a weird reality to describe, I just hope I like the new me, that the new me isn't boring, or afraid, or too mature for adventure, because then I'll be gone. 

7; chopped off 10 inches of my hair. still need to pack. why haven't I packed yet?!?!?!

6; spent the day with Dad.  After a quick breakfast, we headed over to watch Still Alice.  It was much too depressing for 11 o'clock in the morning; it follows a successful woman who becomes diagnosed with early alzheimers, and we watch her slow deterioration until she can barely form a word.  Should've seen Into the Woods.