My life is the equivalent of a snail.

I feel like I'm not progressing in life at all.

• School. It seems like every time I finish a semester, another one is added to my grad plan. It definitely most likely has to do with the fact that A) I've changed my minor five times and am in the process of changing it for a sixth and hopefully final time, and B) I haven't taken enough credits each semester (the order goes 11, 12, 13, 14, 10, and then back to 14). BYUI says I need to be taking at least 15 each semester. Oops. Right now, according to my grad plan, assuming I take all of the classes when I plan them, I won't be graduating til July 2016. That's THREE years from now. And I've already been in school for two. WHY is it taking me so long (and costing me so much money) to finish? (Definitely probably because I'm the world's best procrastinator).
• Work. As much as I love working at Domino's (PS you are reading the blog of the new official makeline trainer!), I can't wait to get out of Rexburg, hopefully move to Seattle or New York and work for a publishing house as an editor. Unfortunately, the universe hates me, and I will probably be stuck in Rexburg for a while after graduating while desperately trying to find SOMETHING in the publishing world, even if it means being a personal slave assistant to an editor. 
• Love life. If you don't know that I want to get married so badly I'm borderline desperate (not really), you don't know me at all. These past couple of weeks, I've gotten extremely marriage and baby hungry. I'm ready to share my life with someone. I'm ready to have that one special someone I can tell EVERYTHING to. As much as I love my current roommates, I'm ready to only have one and not five. I'm ready to have my own house to decorate and I'm ready to fill it with kids (just not immediately after getting married). Fun facts about Kelsi: it has been 1.5 years since my last kiss and almost double that time since my last official relationship. That's a long time to be alone. I know there are people who have gone longer, but it gets really difficult to keep that in perspective when you go to BYU-IDo and are surrounded by couples who can't say goodbye for an hour so they can go to class and moms dragging their three kids across campus so the dad can watch them while she goes to class (kudos to those couples, BTW). 

I just wish life would hurry up and get a move on already. I'm getting tired of the same routine of going to school and then going to work every day (except for now since it's summer). I'm getting tired of learning about English stuff; not that I want to change my major. I want to go out and put it to good use. I'm getting tired of wondering how many dates I'll go on in a semester and worrying that I never will get married and never will have children and having a major crush on a guy in one of my classes and nothing coming of that. 

If this is the Lord's way of testing my patience, He is succeeding. I just want something new in my life (*cough* preferably in the form of a boyfriend *cough*). Oh well. I just have to keep reminding myself that this is where the Lord wants me right now and there's not much I can do about that.