A little udpate

So I am slowly recovering, and my fiancé and mom are gone. I am left to the hands of my awesome roommates, who make me laugh so I cry cause it hurt:) help me up the stairs and call me 80 when I walk.
I am also  still in school, struggling to stay ahead, want to sleep all day and not be in rexburg any longer. So everyday is a little bit of a fight with in me and I want to quit and go home. I can do this thought just a week left. Onward! oh and here is a another story of my life, even with the correct documents NO ONE I tell you can spell my name right.....