provo.

   It's a love-hate relationship. When I'm here I want to be in Georgia, and when I'm in Georgia I just want to come back here. Why? It's a cold, snowy desert our here and back in the South it's warm and sunny. But, I guess it's just because pretty much all my friends are here now, and I love my friends. This year I'm living in Glenwood. Heather, Sala, and Mel live next door to me, just like last year. And in my apartment we have Bronte, Roni, and Mackenzie, plus two new roommates whom I had never met before: Michelle and Yao Yao. Now I'm into the second semester and Yao Yao decided she didn't like living with us or something so she moved into another apartment with her friend who is also from China. It was hard because of cultural differences but Yao Yao was one of the sweetest girls I knew. I still see her from time to time.

   I don't even know where to begin with Michelle. The first time I saw her I just thought of this very talkative, short, charismatic, and organized person. Now that I've lived with her for a semester, my opinion's still exactly the same. Haha. We have a lot of fun, I think mainly because we balance each other out pretty well.

   I don't think anything too exciting has happened this year. It's just back to the same old grind. So here's some pictures because everybody likes pictures... If I think of any funny stories or some really juicy gossip, I'll spill.

Two concerts in the same weekend! (Imagine Dragons above, and Jon Schmidt below)

Way different genres, both totally rad.

 Followed a few weeks later by a Nik Day concert at Velour.

I wish we would have gotten a picture with him because he is to die for. His voice, his face, his jazzy piano fingers. Love him. Then, I got the crafting bug and made this little number with some of his song lyrics (and another one with some lyrics from Joy Williams).

Halloween Dance Number Two. Enough said.

We threw a little Christmas get-together and got all dolled up. 

'Twas fanstastic.

Friends after one of our Sunday dinners.

More friends at the BYU basketball game.

 And afterwards... playing Twister Hoopla and Swedish Twister...

 

the end.

for now.

-Lo

just dance.

So, it's been a while. 3 months actually. Not like anybody reads this anyway. But hey, it's for posterity. So I'm back at BYU and I think I just might be actually breaking through this shell thing a little bit. Shout out to Michelle! I think I can safely say that she is the one breaking own that barrier a little bit. I love my roommates. We've been to a bunch of dance parties this semester already and who knew I could actually dance? Well, apparently I can. But what I really want to talk about is last night. So a guy on our hall was having his birthday and he just happens to be Moroccan. So a bunch of us white folk go over to have a little dance party and it was enjoyable but the best part was when all of a sudden this (Morrocan?) music started playing and all these Moroccans went "Oohhhhh!" (just like we do when we here our favorite get-low-cause-this-is-my-jam song). So we just starting copying all their dance moves and it was tons of fun, and most of the time just silly. And you know, I don't think the whole time I heard one word of English from those guys. Yet we were still all dancing and having fun together. It's funny how music can bring people together. Music and art speak to everybody; it's a universal language. And it's awesome.