Privacy

I've never had a problem growing up getting privacy. As a child my siblings didn't really want a whole lot to do with me. I was the admittedly irritating little sister. When I got older it was merely a matter of mutual respect. Everyone allowed everyone else privacy, knowing that they wanted that same privacy in return. You knew that if their door was shut you didn't go in without knocking. And if their door was locked and they weren't there, you left it alone. Even having roommates in college, obviously it's not the same amount of privacy, but you know not to go through the other person's stuff, or in a lot of environments, you don't even cross over to their side of the room.

Where I'm living now, it's like I'm not allowed to have privacy. Which is weird, because I'm paying extra for a private room. But my roommate who owns the place thinks she can tell me to clean my room, or that she can move my things around, or enter my room when I'm not home. I started locking my door this week to hint that I'd prefer no one go in my room, and yet I come home to discover that she decided to unlock my door so she could get in my room. Why anyone would think that was okay, eludes me entirely. I wish there was some reasoning with her so that the next person to move in wouldn't have to deal with it... but no matter what you say, her comeback is "Well, it's my house so I can do or expect whatever I want."

Tomorrow I will have only a week left in this house. I'll spend the next month or so at home with my parents, before I get married. Then I will have a brand new roommate, that I like SO much more. And he respects me! And loves me! What a bonus is that!?

Upcoming Events

So I've been reminded that I haven't written in my blog in a while, so here I am once again to update everyone on the latest happenings. This morning I registered for next semester's classes. The benefit of having loads of credits is that I get to register like a week before the majority of the population. Most of the classes I registered for are really designed for sophomores, so only one or two other spots had actually been filled in any of them since sophomores can't register for a few more days. My latest class ends at 1:45, so I'll be able to keep working at the call center I've been working at this semester. And on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I only have one class (although it has both a lecture and lab period) but it means that I can definitely use those days to do homework for my MWF classes. Other than my Biology class, all of my classes are in the Ricks building. So this semester, the Ricks will be my home. Up the hill I go!

These are the classes I'm signed up for:
Human Biology
Social Science Statistics
General Psychology
Introduction to Sociology
Introduction to Social Work

I think you probably get the idea of what I'm considering majoring in... I can't officially declare Social Work as my major until after I complete these classes and apply to the program. So after this semester I'll be crossing my fingers that I get into the program. In addition to doing well in the above classes, I have to write like a three page autobiography, and have three recommendations. We'll see how all of that goes!

Also today, I ordered the invitations! Now I need to get busy on printing the inserts... I bought the paper for them a while back, so I can atleast say that I have that taken care of for now. And I think I've gotten to the point where I don't really care about my wedding dress anymore... ha. I believe I will order it online this week. I need to get on it soon though.

Also happening today, I have an appointment with my doctor for a premarital exam to discuss birth control and other such things. What a party, I know. Although I'm also also getting some bloodwork done in the same appointment just to kill of two birds with one stone. I've got a bloodwork sheet to see how my thyroid is doing, and then I also have to get a TB test. Since I went to China (oh so long ago), the university is requiring that I get a TB test done before I begin classes or it'll lock me out of the system. Dumb! They should have asked how recently we had left the country, not "had we ever" ... yes? I think so!

Anyway, that is the summary of Emily's life.
2 weeks until I leave Rexburg
3 weeks after I get home, Michael arrives
1.5 weeks after that, we get married.
(49 days in all!)