So I was stuck in the Baltimore airport for 4 hours and decided to write my weekly email. Good thing I did, because I haven't had much time to catch up here at home. Right after I got picked up from the airport on Saturday afternoon we went to Longwood Gardens with my cousins, so I was up for over 24 hours. Today after church (and a short nap for me), we went caroling in
the pouring rain. I was went from my waist down despite the umbrella. To cheer us all up we went to the ward social at the Hinkley's house which was great, but I'm still tired. Anyway, here's the email:
So I’m sitting at the Baltimore airport, and I’ll be here for a few more hours since my flight from LA to Baltimore was delayed (apparently someone got sick on the plane and it took them an hour to clean everything up). I suppose it’s the perfect opportunity to write my weekly letter and remind myself of the many blessings I’ve received throughout this week. It was finals week. Need I say more?? Monday I took German and student development. The student development final took me about five minutes and the German final took me only an hour. It was the first multiple choice final I have taken so far in college, and proved to be a nice way to start
off finals week by boosting my confidence. Tuesday night I had my calculus final, and I spent all day going over my notes, paging through the text book, looking over previous final exams and
praying hard. I’m sure I haven’t failed to mention that my calculus professor wasn’t very good, despite his ten years of math education research. My professor wrote a third of our final, and the other 2/3 were a department final. 7pm the tests were handed out. It wasn’t quite as bad as I
thought it would be, but I really have no idea. I could have bombed it or done alright, and I won’t find out till Jan. 4th.
Wednesday morning I got up at 5am to go to the temple with Erin and Cami like we always do. We were the first ones there, so we were done in half an hour, record time for the Provo temple. I had decided to take physics in the late afternoon. It wasn’t a scheduled exam, so I could decide when I was ready to take it. I studied what Professor Turley recommended that we study
(the old exams and homework problems) all morning and half the afternoon
before I gathered up my courage to go take the test. This one wasn’t half as bad as I expected – the problems were taken almost directly from the material I had just studied with minor alterations. Although it took me 3 hours, I felt really good about it. It was such a
relief to have my 2 worst finals over with. After dinner I got together with some of the girls in freshman academy to study for our Book of Mormon final. My confidence began to wane a bit as I reviewed for the third time or so the massive packets we were given to study, but eventually I could barely keep my eyes open. Despite my thorough exhaustion I couldn’t sleep, which didn’t help matters much.
Early Thursday morning I did some more studying with Natalie before we went to take the final, which was scheduled for 11am. The stack of finals was alarmingly large. Professor Terry assured us it wouldn’t take us the whole three hours we were given to take the exam. With that comforting assurance we were allowed to begin. Much to my surprise I was one of the last to hand in the exam which had taken me only an hour to complete. Shaking Professor Terry’s hand, I left the classroom and felt my soul escape the bonds of anxiety and fly to taste sweet freedom.
Natalie had some Christmas shopping to do, so I accompanied her to several stores and looked for some gifts myself. That evening to celebrate, we watched a movie, built a snow man, made snow angels, and exchanged gifts a 3am. My roommates were so kind to me – I got an Aeropostale gift card, a gift card for a nice shoe store (it hadn’t come yet, so I can’t remember
which store it was for), a necklace with a mustard seed and an inscription about faith, and one of Erin’s beautiful warm hats.
Friday I walked my classes for next semester, stopped by the bookstore to get my German books to read on the plane, and a few other things. Erin drove her cousin and me to the airport. While I was waiting some random guy comes up and talks to me. Apparently he spent the last 1 1/2 years in rehab in Utah and was going home. He told me, among other things, I looked like a
good girl, but that I should never do drugs and alcohol like he did. Admittedly after over an hour of this it got slightly uncomfortable, so I was glad to escape.
On the plane I sat next to a freshman girl who also lived in Helaman halls and did a freshman academy program. What a coincidence, right? In LA my plane was delayed an hour because someone had apparently gotten sick all over. It took the crew an hour to clean everything up. Sadly, that one hour delay was just enough to make me miss my flight in Baltimore by about 5
minutes. The next flight that wasn't completely full was in four hours. I was so so so dead tired during that time; it seemed like one of the longest waits of my life. Finally I did get to Philadelphia and met my sister. My luggage had been misplaced somehow, so we had to go find it. Miraculously we were able to find it and go spend the rest of the day in
Longwood Gardens. I have no idea why I didn't fall over from exhaustion, but somehow I was okay. My bed was the softest thing in the world after the dorm beds, so I enjoyed that.
Anyway, I'm home now safe and sound,
Love and miss you all!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Margaret
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