The Scarlet Letter!

I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to be writing about yet, but it's been a week and a day, so I thought I should update everyone again :) Even thought I'm pretty sure no one reads this but me.  It keeps my thoughts in order :)

I could write about the fact that Mike and I kind of want to go to Sweden.  And I want to go to Germany.  And I want to be done with college.  Or the fact that I should be doing homework!  Or the fact that I have nothing remotely horrible to complain about right now, yet I feel like I need to complain about something.  German is stressful, as always, but I always seem to underestimate my skill, at least according to Mike.  He tells me constantly how amazing I am at German and I have many A's to remind me, but I still just don't seem confident in my German skills.  Especially since I have an oral presentation about something that doesn't seem to have 10-15 minutes worth of information that's on Monday. 

I'm really excited for this weekend because Mike's parents might be coming up!  Which means free food, good conversation, and a nice change of pace for the semester.  I miss seeing them and I know Mike does too :) Although, chances are it'll make me miss my family and friends, but it'll be worth it.  I've been working my butt off with reading, papers, and homework lately, so I deserve some fun this weekend.  It seems as though weekend doesn't imply FUN anymore, rather 3 days when I have to catch up on reading assignments or write papers or work on presentations.  Which is definitely not fun.

I feel like I've gone from a studious student (redundant, I know) to slacker, and now I'm back to studious student again.  It's kind of nice considering I have 2.5 more years left of college, but it's kind of a bummer too because of my lack of fun.  Although I have to say, I do enjoy my classes and what we're learning which is nice.  Just today I texted Mike how much I love English class sometimes because sometimes I really do!  Hence, I'm an English major :)

We're officially done with The Scarlet Letter in English and I'm glad to be done reading the millions of critical essays about it, but I'm bummed that we're done reading and talking about it.  If I ever get my graduate degree, I'm going to research and write critical essays about The Scarlet Letter.  It's amazing.  And interesting and weird and dark.  AND my blog title, if you haven't noticed, is The Life and Writings of a Scarlet Letter.  This doesn't mean I'm an adulterer or anything horrible like that!  It's a pun on my name being Ayla, starting with an A, and the fact that I love the book, and the fact that no one is perfect because Hester made a mistake and was wrongly outcasted because of it.  (Yes, I know that it was a big deal for Puritans, and it's a big deal in general, but she was treated pretty badly).  Anyway, enough for now :) Thanks for listening!  Or reading! lol

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Apparently, home is where the heart is

I must have some serious issues, because every time i'm home i feel sad.  Because it's never enough time, I always want more time.  I'm here for one night, one tiny night, and I got to see my daddy, which was the best part of the night, I barely said a word to the Hefer's, I'll only have a few hours with my ma tomorrow, and Mary's not here.  AND I only get maybe a half hour (staying up much too late to be getting up at 6:30AM tomorrow) with my amazing older sister Trista, AND don't get to see Jenna at all.  I think these are all signs that I miss home WAY more than I think I do. 

I don't ever feel like I miss home, or the people there too much, but coming home always makes me realize just how wrong I am.  I guess I'm basically having a counseling session with myself right now, so bear with me if you'd like ;) I want to get away from home, so I "run" to Duluth, but I "run" to Duluth because I miss people too much and can't please them all, or spend time with them all in the short time I have.  It's a trivial thing, and of course it's my crazy weirdo brain that has to think this way.
All in all, I had barely enough time to chat with my dad, but it was fantastic.  He brought up engagement.  Because of things I post on my Facebook (which he doesn't have, but "it's a small town and people talk about things" according to him, so people tell him things in return).  Anyway, interesting and great conversation.  I think I'd like to travel to Germany with him someday.  It'd be an adventure.

Thanks for reading, if anyone did =]]

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first post =]]

So this is just my first ever blog post =]] actually, not my first, but I had a "blog" before they were cool and no one read it. haha. but anyway... I'm ayla, you all should know me at least a bit. i should be in bed, but of course i decided to try out my first blog first! i got the best score of the class on our german quizzes today and i've been flying high about it all day (just ask mike and kelly). they think i have quite the EGO right now. and i don't blame them! lol. I'm rocking at german lately and i'm loving that a LOT.

so today's Valentine's day and I'd like to dedicate my first post to all the people in my life whom I love and am thinking about today =]]
mike, kelly, mary, anna, liz, jackie, lareyna, mom, dad, trista, jenna, every other family member I have (which is hard to think about how many people that is, but i tried lol), brittney, megan, molly, the Hefers, the Hankses and Trainors and mike's other family, etc. etc.  Valentine's day is about LOVE. not couple love, ALL love. please get that straight people and stop hating valentine's day! =PP you bring other people down by hating it. oh, and for the record, I got a handwritten poem from mike today =]] best gift EVER! 

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