Not so fresh anymore.

For the past few days I have been trying to come up with an excellent topic for this blogpost. I went through good topics, weird topics, sad, happy, and religious topics. Nothing was coming, so I now revert back to the good ol' "happening in my life" topic. Let's see if I can try a new twist on it...

This past week I officially took my last class of my freshman year at BYU. I can't believe that I actually made it through this year. I made it through moving out, living on my own, buying my own groceries, living with strangers (not so strange anymore though) taking classes, going on dates, finding my way around campus, serving in a ward calling, missing my family, going to work, teaching lessons, and thinking about ideas and problems that I've never faced before.

That list might make it seem like I have only barely made it through this year. That each day was such a struggle. If these are your thoughts, please, go read the rest of my blog entries. Hopefully they can persuade you otherwise. 

Or, I can just attempt to do that myself. 

During my freshman year I have met some of my best friends. I have had themed dinners. I have laid in the hall and chatted in the lobby (sometimes at ridiculous hours). I have experienced the joy that is the Creamery on Ninth. I have attended a Band of Horses concert. I have had friends visit. I have exercised my creativity and been involved in a prank war. I have spray painted clothes and gone dancing. I have eaten chocolate pretzels. I have eaten at J-Dawgs. I have been apart of the greatest FHE group that I could possibly imagine. I have been on scavenger hunts. I have watched and cheered at intramural games. I have taken temple trips across the valley. I have grown to love a group of people more than I ever thought I could. I have enjoyed mail. I have played racquetball, badminton, and tennis. I have received council from my parents (they know a lot). I have spent time with Rebecca and Wes. I have gone shopping and have gotten dressed up. I have taken trips to Logan and have actually dyed my hair (don't get too excited, it was just a little piece). I have laughed over our quote wall. I have gone on midnight adventures. I have played games and then I have played more games...

I have had fun.

I've heard that your freshman year is often the best. As I look back I understand and agree with that statement. At the same time, it makes me a little bit sad. The best year of my life is over? If so, oh well. I feel like I've lived it up and done all that I could. I feel good about my year.

So long freshman Rachel, hello sophomore...