I've decided that I anticipate things way too much and then get disappointed when things don't meet my expectations.... I remember that first week of college felt so surreal. Laura-Anne and I just kept talking about how it didn't really feel like we were in college. Like college was supposed to be this way and it wasn't after all.

When I transferred, I was so excited about going to a school quite a bit smaller than NIU. I had great expectations of how it was going to be.... In the end, I was disappointed because it did not meet my educational needs after all.

Looking for grad schools, visiting, and even buying my books for the semester was so exciting to me because it seemed like finally I was going to study what I wanted to do. I envisioned the classes beforehand and was so excited about the possibilities. I don't know if its because its the end of the semester and we are all worn out but it just feels like this wasn't what I expected at all.

Next semester, we are going to get our butts kicked in disease classes. We are so into "Leslie-mode" that some of us have stopped really trying. I lack even the motivation to complete my internship applications. I think we are going to have a rude awakening when we have to work really hard next semester.

I guess I am tired of being disappointed. Maybe I need to stop expecting so much. From situations and from people. When we went to Disneyland, I wasn't expecting to have as much fun as we did. And that turned out to be one of my favorite days all year long! So I am going to try to stop anticipating so much and just enjoy the experience, good or bad, as it comes.

And on a lighter note....

Seth: Dude, what do we do? I don't want to get thrown out of the hotel. I love the hotel. I want to marry the hotel and have little alcoholic, gambling-addicted kids with it. Is that wrong?

Sandy: Whose card did you put this on?
Seth: Please. The old man's.
Sandy: I love you, Son.
Seth: I love you too, Dad. Only not as much I love the Vegas.

Oh yes, gotta love The Vegas! In less than a week, Heather and I will be picking up Mom and Neal up from the airport and spending a few days enjoying The Vegas!