I miss Ellie running to meet us when we pull up in the driveway, and racing the car as we leave.
I miss the smell out in the country. And being able to breathe in deeply outside without worries of second-hand pot smoke inhalation.
I miss hiking through the bush out to The Rock to watch the sunset.
I miss being blinded by the bright yellow kitchen when I stumble into the kitchen in the morning.
I miss Benton taking the go-cart out and killing the battery EVERY time without fail.
I miss being able to see all the stars at night.
I miss loud supper times.
I miss Dad falling asleep five minutes into the movie.
I miss picking up endless amounts of paper off the floor from Sarah's doodles and lists.
I miss biking over to my grandma's house.
I miss being able to sing as loud as I want, whenever I want.
I miss the infamous Ain't No Mountain High Enough and Shoop Shoop Song duets with Mum.
I miss being able to do laundry any day of the week.
I miss not having to cook meals or pay bills.
I miss talking like babies with Logan.
I miss cutting laps around Melfort.
I miss my built-in bookshelf.
I miss listening to Clay practising piano.
I miss having everyone knowing who I am.

(Putting "Operation" in front of anything makes it sound more legit.)

I have not written in awhile. It's okay though. I think I have very good explanations. My life has become crazier than I ever imagined it would be in the second month away from home. Every day is busy and filled to the brim. Each day I wake up early, shower, get changed, and do my hair. Maybe makeup, if I feel ambitious. I grab something for breakfast and something for lunch, and then I'm out the door. It's about a half hour bus ride to get downtown, and then I transfer buses to ride the 8 minutes to the University on the other side of town. Besides all the normal stuff, each day holds something different. For example:

Monday: Anthropology, 2 hour break, Human Geography, 2 hour break, English, Women's Chorus, Family Home Evening at the church, homework
Tuesday: Linguistics, errands, homework, Skype date with Bestie Selene, Institute class at night
Wednesday: Anthropology, 2 hour break, Human Geography, 2 hour break, English, Women's Chorus, Homework
Thursday: Linguistics, errands, homework, Institute Choir, laundry day
Friday: Anthropology, 2 hour break (usually we watch a movie or have an adventure), Human Geography, 2 hour break, English, Sometimes an Institute or Ward Activity, homework
Saturday: sometimes sleep in, homework, get groceries, tidy room, help tidy house, errands, sometimes have an adventure with friends
Sunday: Church, Ward Choir, sometimes a church broadcast

And this is all without a part-time job yet. Phew.

I am quickly learning that University is a strange, strange place filled with strange, strange people.

In my one of my classes, there's a guy with earrings the size of toonies stuck inside his earlobes. Hey buddy, Dumbo called, he wants his ears back. Seriously. Stretching those things out can't be healthy.

Last week I saw a guy who looked just like Justin Bieber, just a little bit taller, and a little bit more male. I thought about telling him this, but then I noticed that he was smoking weed. No wonder he's looking for Somebody to Love.

Also, there's this chick that sits in the PE building all the time who looks EXACTLY like one of the anime characters off of Dance Dance Revolution. She wears these awful hot pink and black gothic dresses, and long boots, and heavy dark makeup. And cat ears. Every day. Honest. I can't make this stuff up!

Honourable Mentions on my running tally of interesting people:

• three boys who look and dress exactly like Kurt from Glee
• five people that look like other people I know back home
• two people with tattoos occupying every available space on their skin
• One Dutch professor
• The crazy schizophrenic lady that yells at teenage girls and rides my bus once in awhile
• BOYS IN CARDIGANS. Hello. :)