I haven't blogged in a little while.
(deep breath, leans back in chair, cracks knuckles.)
I was sitting in Seminary. We were on an interesting topic. Just when it was getting juicy, a TA for the counseling center walks in, hands Brother Waite a note and taps my desk as she is leaving. By that time, I already knew that the excuse-from-class paper was meant for me. Ahhhh Noooo! I was already sucked in deep into this lesson. Frick. Why don't I ever get pulled out of the lame classes..?? Anyone know? Anyone?
Once I had made it across the "CTR" river's bridge, I started wondering why exactly I was getting pulled out of class...
Ever since Junior High, I never wanted to get checked out or called to the office because I was afraid that someone would be waiting in the counseling center for me to tell me that someone in my family had died. I'm serious. So as I made my way into the hall, I was relieved when I reread my note and noticed that it directed me to the library. Great, because if someone I loved died, I doubt they'd break the news in the library. haha.
Once passing through the security stands in the library, (They beep if you walk through them with an unchecked-out book in hand.. Although I wonder if anyone would really chase after you if you were to steal a book..?) there was a man waiting for me. He took me into a small room and asked me to take a seat as he began rummaging through his man-bag for something. Now I'm thinking, This is odd... And then he turns to me and says, "This is going to be a short Drug Testing that we do randomly for sports teams." Oh, I get it now. So after holding this large spongey-cottonball like- Qtip-looking thing between my teeth and cheek for a few minutes, He takes it from me and sets it on some tray and explained to me that if I resulted POSITIVE for drug use, the tray would turn a certain color. I'm pretty safe to say that I'm not on any drugs.. But something in me was begging the tray to turn colors for my own personal amusement.
HAVE YOU EVER...
- Fallen asleep and completely forgotten where you were when you wake up in the middle of the night? This happened at my sister's apartment in Ogden last weekend. haha
- Had the power go out while you were in the middle of taking a shower? Seriously, Seriously, for me, this is hands down the scariest thing I can think of at the moment. Water pouring on you while in complete darkness..? I don't know, guys. This happened not long ago and I was terrified.
- Given a stranger a ride home? ...In my previous post, I expressed my desire of picking people up. I am now able to say that I've done it. A total of 4 times in the past few weeks. Well..... My mom is going to read this and be Pissed. Hopefully she'll understand my ways??:D
- Ran to the store while in a hurry... power-walked the whole way through, then realized at the register that you just barely didn't have enough cash for everything you planned to get..? Yeah. Sucks.
I recently discover Last.FM. It's my new favorite thing.
One of my very good friends left on his mission about a month ago. He's the first person close to me to have gone. It's such a crazywildcoolamazing thing, missionary work. Devoting 2 years out of a life with no guarantees on how long it will be.. It's amazing.
Along with Spencer, Gabe left too. Joel next, then Zak, then Mitch.
INSANE is the only word I can really use to sum it all together.
... "When we understand that God offers us opportunities for blessings, and blesses us through our own adversities and the adversities of others, we can understand why he has commanded us again and again to thank the Lord, thy God, in all things." -Elder Dallin H. Oaks.
I find myself missing a lot of people right now.