Year.

I found a picture from last year.
October 12, 2010:

Look at us.
I don't match (horrible fashion statement Michelle. Yeesh.).
MAM was happenin'.
Michael was there.
Jonny refused to be in the picture.
Toy Story 3 was great
And we lived it up for rest of that night...well. Until 4 AM.

Flash forward one year:
All three of us have a MK.
Mr. Stallings is on a mission (whaddup Phillipines!)
Along with Mr. Farnsworth (Hola Peru!)
MAM all live in our separate apartments.
And.
We still hang out.
But we've made new friends.
So.
Here's the picture from this year.
October 9, 2011:

I match better this time.
And the ratio is definitely in my favor this year.

New friends. 
New complex.
New year.

I wish I could describe how much fun I am having this year.
It seriously has been great.
Hence,
My lack of blogging.
One day I'll throw a ton of pictures up and catch y'all up then.
Until that day....
..chelle..

Accepted.

Dear Michelle Wood:


Congratulations on your acceptance into the 2012 London Winter SA program.

I think this could possibly the greatest day of my life.

Here I come.
..chelle..

Rundown.

This weekend = greatness.
Massive dodgeball game.
Football game (great seats. great friends. NOT a great game.)
And a great party thrown by Madison 6.

Holla.
..chelle..

Truths.

I'm not going to lie....

*Chemistry is my hardest class. I really really dislike it. A lot. I probably study for about 2-4 hours every day on it. It's frustrating. I'm NOT math minded at all, so trying to solve everything with formulas really yanks my chain. Chem 105 may or may not be the reason that I'm switching my major. Which brings me to my second point....

*I NEED A MAJOR. But what? I love English. And History. And Sociology. And Psychology. And of course, my previous major, Pre-Med. But you know me, worrying about every little thing. I want to major in something that could make good money for my family if it was ever needed. Medicine is super intriguing to me. But. Alas. I can't take anymore Chemistry classes. My GPA needs something i'm good at. So, if you have any suggestions, let me hear 'em!

*I'm sick of studying. And not being social. Last night was so great to get out and hang out. I feel like I'll be returning to my Freshman studying habits...party all day and night, homework at 2 AM. It depends if everyone stays so focus and serious about school. Yeesh.

*I got past the first round of applications for Study Abroad! I got the e-mail and screamed. I have an interview next Wednesday at 9:30...basically it makes or breaks me going to London. Prayers would be nice. Thanks ya'll.

*This is pathetic I know...but I really would just like a boyfriend. Or a guy to acknowledge my presence. My roommate's rolling in prospects. I can barely get a guy to remember my name. Oh well. Such is life.

*I can feel my testimony growing so much here at BYU. And I love it. I'm so grateful for this gospel.

*I love my ward. And I'm so grateful that most of my friends live near me. :]

That's all.
..chelle..

American.

9-11-01.
4th grade.
Seeing my dad walk in the door when he should be at work.
Watching him tell my mom to turn on the TV.
Planes crashing into buildings.
Mom bursting into tears.
Dad drives me to school.
I walk in and see the adults crying.
And that day in school, nothing was done.
We sat in the quad all day, wondering what was going on.

Ten years later,
I know.
I understand.
What happened to the United States was horrible.
A tragedy.
But.
As a nation,
We went from being at the lowest of lows,
To the highest of highs.
The amount of patriotism after 9-11 increased drastically.
We've come together as a nation.
I know we still have flaws.
But we've overcome one of the greatest tragedies ever to happen to our country.
And more than ever, I'm proud to be an American.
..chelle..

Hundred.

100 posts!
Woohoo.
Look at me now.
I'm practically an official blogger.
Expect many more loves.
Thanks for the following. 
PS- Here's some pictures from the party scene this past weekend.
Oh how I've missed it.

I've missed this.
A lot.
..chelle..

Wolverine.

I would just like to point out I am a True Wolverine.
....That is all.
..chelle..