Reflections on my Freshmen Year

*if you zoom in on this picture, you’ll note that the time is 1:52 a.m. Yes, this is a reflection on my freshmen year. Also, Lug, I say nice things about you in this, so you’d do well to read it.

SO ALL THE KIDS CAME BACK. And then some. I had lunch with Lucy and Aileen today, (well, rather, I watched them eat lunch) and in so doing, encountered about 800 freshmen skipping about.

Hey, welcome to Provo. Glad you could make it.

As I’ve watched them all drift in this week, I can sense their excitement, mixed with apprehension, uncertainty, possibly terror, and maybe shock. But honestly, college is awesome! They’re going to love it. I remember the Christmas before I graduated from high school housed some very traumatic feelings for me. This is my last Christmas as a kid! My life is pretty much ending after this! I’m not ever gonna have any fun! This is it! But in truth, I was just getting off the ski lift! This past year’s run had some intense moguls, a few patches of ice, and a couple of hidden jumps, but it was an awesome ride, and I can’t wait to run it again!

I learned a lot about myself and the outside world. It’s amazing what you can find when you leave Utah. It’s also amazing how misunderstood my poor hometown is. (I may or may not be way too defensive of my beloved motherland that is Provo.) I had some fabulous classes, made a bunch of wonderful friends, realized that Lucy and Aileen are my best friends in the whole world, realized that I have the most wonderful family ever, wrote like a zillion papers, strengthened my left hippocampus… Yeah. It was a great year. Oh, and I live in Hawaii. Just thought I’d mention that. I’m also going on a mission in 16 months.