Day 1. Move-In Day.

Today is the day. Today's the day that we've been looking forward to all summer. We're finally in the dorms and just hanging out. It was very overwhelming and different but it was fun. Very much awesomely fun.  
This morning, and all day in fact, was extremely hot and humid. It's never this way for California and many of the out of state people were complaining about how hot and humid it was. We told them that we locals were suffering too. The humidity kind of overpowered the events of the day, but we still managed to have a great day. Not only did i get my post office box, but i got some other fun things as well. I was also able to meet up with a lot of the people from western and we did a tour of everyone's dorm room. That took up most of the afternoon since people were still moving in and everything. I got to meet my roommate and she seems super cool and nice. 
We had a picnic on the lawn, and it was really fun, but again it was super hot. We got to hear from the bands and the president. Then we had a giant meeting where we got all excited and heard from a lot of the faculty and staff. We got to meet with our Alpha groups. Those are groups that we get to stay with for the rest of the year and one of our college classes is devoted to these groups. Mine seems pretty cool!
Then we had the candela, which is a tradition at APU, which is where you basically get a candle and hold it in the air and sing songs. Its a pretty awesome thing to watch though. You do it your first night at APU and then you do it your last night. I loved it.
Finally, I ended the night by playing soccer on the field. (It finally, at like 11:30, was actually pleasant.) Then, I tried out the whole communal shower and bathroom experience. It was interesting but something I'm gonna have to get used to for the next 8 months. The girls in my hall seem nice, and it will only get better from here! 

Adams Hall Forever...#burndownadams

The title might sound contradictory, but trust me, its not. I am blessed beyond belief to be moving into a residence hall next year, and none other than Adams Hall. I am blessed to move in with 250 amazing young women and some pretty cool RA's. Many pretty amazing women in my life have come out of that residence hall and I'm honored to join a legacy that has richly impacted my life in so many ways. I hope I can do the same for other women I'll meet in my life!
I wanted to dedicate a whole post to this residence hall because I feel like this hall is going to be amazing. I've already "met" a lot of the girls, and I even have some from my high school in this hall as well. I'm super excited though to meet new friends and have new adventures together. Like my roommate. She's from Hawaii so I have the interesting challenge of trying to figure out how to talk with her. She seems really cool though, and I'm sure we'll be great friends.
If you ever need to come talk to me, you can find me in room 224. 2nd East all the way, baby! I can't wait until Friday,, which is only 5 short days away. I'm gonna say this now and probably regret it later, but college is gonna be a blast! 

Separation Anxiety

The days are numbered and theres only two weeks left until I move in at APU. And while i'm terrifically excited about that, there's also some bad news. This is the time of year when the class of 2013 from Western Christian High School goes all over the United States. There have been some tough goodbyes already from people that i've known my entire life and people that I met over my four years at Western. Its been rough, and having mouth surgery did not make this week go any better.
I can honestly say that i've been waiting for the excuse to separate myself from some friends. There are some people in my life that don't benefit me at all and are rather hindering in my relationship with Christ. But, there are some people who I can't bear to separate from...like my two best friends. We call ourselves the terrific three, the terrible trio or sometimes we add a fourth member and call ourselves the fantastic four. No matter what we call ourselves, we call ourselves best friends. However, college stands in the way of our friendship. One of my best friends will be all the way on the east coast, going to an Ivy League school. She deserves it alright. The other best friend is going to my rival school, and while that is a strange concept to deal with, I'm glad that she is going there so at least we can have some form of communication.
The last time I cried in an airport was when I said goodbye to a lot of different people from the United States, knowing i would never see them again, except for the quiet cameo on instagram. None of us would ever have the chance of meeting ever again, and even though that made some of the goodbyes bitter, it also made it ease. These people were involved in my life for two weeks and that was it. Now, on Monday, I will be saying goodbye to my two best friends, and that will be the hardest thing i've ever had to do in my life. We'll be in the middle of LAX and I don't care who knows it. These two best friends are everything to me, and I'll miss them like crazy. We have had some of the most crazy adventures. And I can't wait to see what we do for the rest of the world. But until Christmas break, I'll always have separation anxiety.