Bittersweet moment...

I took my very last "final" today. The last one I will ever take... knock on wood. The sun was beginning to set as I was walking to my car after the last test (I took two today). Knowing that it could be my last time on campus as a student, I turned around to look at the school. As I stood there, in a semi-cathartic moment, I thought: "Sigh... What an odd feeling to have this chapter in my life ending."

I am honestly a little sad, I loved going to school, learning new things, getting to know my professors and their idiosynchrisies. It sounds very nerdy to say but, that school has sort of become my second home. I feel like I know every inch of that building and a good number of the people working in it. As I turned to go back to my car, I felt like I was leaving a part of myself behind. It felt as if I was saying "goodbye" to a huge phase of my life.

You know, for about the last year I have felt like I am in a tunnel, with no light at the end. Then, all of the sudden, my final finals crept up on me! It feels surreal to think that I will never have to buy textbooks, sit through seemingly endless lectures about legal ethics or register for classes again. I honestly don't know what I'm going to do with my time after work and on the weekends. But, I can't wait to find out!

And, every once in a while, you get attacked by a police dog....

We had a guest speaker from a K-9 unit speak in my Law Society class tonight. When the speaker asked who would like to put on a sleeve and be attacked, I immedeatley volunteered. It was AWESOME! Afterwords he laughed and said that I was officially a first (I figured it was because I was the first girl to volunteer so quickly) he laughed again and said "You're the first person to ever be attacked in high heels!"

It was sweet!!!

Post Secret Adventure

As promised, here are some pictures and info about what’s been going on lately. Earlier this week, Karen (my little sister), Jared and I drove clear up to USU to hear Frank Warren speak. Frank Warren is the curator / creator of Post Secret. For anyone who hasn’t heard of it, I highly encourage you to check it out (http://www.postsecret.com/).

Anyway, Jared got off at noon and wanted to leave immediately… the only problem with that plan was that the event opened its doors at 6:00 pm. This meant that when we arrived in Logan at 1:30, we had approximately 5 hours to do…. Oh WAIT! There’s NOTHING to do in Logan! So, we drove around, went to Barnes and Noble, and then drove around trying (fruitlessly) to steal internet. Sigh, finally, they opened the doors for the event! It was really, really great!! I especially loved Frank’s closing statement (and I think it’s a mantra I will try to live by) “Free your secrets, and become who you are.”

My gorgeous sister… trying to steal internet… sinner….

Waiting, waiting, waiting…..

Ah, finally, what a great speaker!

Karen and I before the event started.

While driving around the campus, we spotted these signs… We were all a bit shocked thinking: “Boy, conference dances sure are different in Logan, I don’t remember a single naked conference dance where I live… Then we noticed the “that’s #30”….