TIHIF (Oh, Honey)

This is how my roommate and I feel when someone invites us to get free food.

This is how I feel when I'm working through some depression but then strangers come into my apartment:

This is how I feel team-teaching with a returned missionary.

This is how I feel when people try and get me married.

This is how I feel when I turn on my music so my roommate can't keep practicing the ukelele.

This is how I feel when a new guy walks in and doesn't get my humor:

This is how I feel 12 hours after starting a diet.

TIHIF (Hats!)

This is how I feel when I walk in my front door and the whole house is magically clean:

This is how I feel when a boy breaks my friend's heart.

This is how it feels at stake events when there's food.

And this is how it feels when the food runs out.

This is how it feels trying to get my engineering friends' attention when a deadline is looming.

This is how my body feels every time I put on workout clothes.

This is how I feel every time I buy a new hat.

TIHIF (Goodwill)

This is how I feel when I'm craving junk food and I walk into WalMart.

This is how I feel when we have so many dirty dishes and my roommate reminds me we have a dishwasher.

This is how I feel when someone is playing a ukelele in my apartment at midnight when I'm trying to sleep.

This is how it feels at Goodwill on a Saturday at opening.

This is how I feel when I decide to go to bed early so I can wake up early to do homework and the next morning I remember an assignment was due at midnight.

This is how I feel when Americans try and solve national problems:

This is how I feel when I wake up on a Saturday and all my roommates are gone:

TIHIF (Notifications)

This is how I feel when I have a bunch of Facebook notifications but then I realize it's my birthday.

This is how I feel hen I'm making cookies to eat, but people keep asking if they can have some.

This is how I feel when I'm asked about my phone specs.

This is how I feel when I'm making dinner and my guest says they'll go home to eat.

This is how I feel balancing my school while missing all my classes to do training at work.

This is how my coworkers reacted when I told them I was in training.

This is how everyone feels when I tickle them.

TIHIF (Sour Milk)

This is how I feel when I'm trying to dodge the creepy guy that hangs out around the bishop's office.

This is how it feels trying to teach my friends Spanish.

This is how it feels when I'm understanding the practice problems but then the test is totally different.

This is how I feel when I accidentally pour sour milk into my cereal.

This is how cool I fee when someone gives me a nickname.

This is how I feel after a 16 hours day of work.

This is how I feel when my friends drag me to a football game and it goes into overtime.

TIHIF (Deleted)

This is how I feel every time at stake sports.

This is how I feel when I'm trying to open a jar in front of a boy.

This is how I feel when I finish teaching Relief Society exactly on time.

This is how I feel when I a boy used LDS tools to get my number and then text me.

This is how I feel when my phone dies after just two hours from full charge.

This is how I feel when I'm chatting with a friend, not paying attention and get called on in class.

This is how I feel when I submit a 50 question exam but my internet stopps working and deletes it.

TIHIF (Aviation)

This is how I felt when I walked into my history of aviation class and the teacher asked if I was "Cadet Fletcher".

This is how I felt when that new guy complimented me saying I looked "exquisite".

This is how I feel working two jobs during full-time school.

(Just one more week)

This is how I feel trying to get a popcorn kernel out of my teeth.

This is ow I feel when I'm wandering in my jammies at home and realize my roommate is skyping someone.

This is how I feel trying to take care of my sick roommates.

This is how I feel when someone in my aviation class yells, "ATTEEEENNNN-HUT!"