I love Rexburg.

Seriously, it's great.
Maybe a little small sometimes, but overall, i. love. it. here.

Finals are next week. Which means, I'm stressed. Everyone is stressed for that matter.
So that's why it's so wonderful when you're relaxing for a bit, and an unknown male walks in your open door holding two paper plates wrapped in tin foil, and tells you that he has a gift for you (well, the apartment) from a mutual friend. On the plates is this note:



and inside, were brownies.
How this 'mutual friend' knew I was craving brownies today, I'm not sure. But they are perfect. And the note is perfect. And hilarious. And I really want to know who it is that sent this wonderful gift, because like all good doctors, I can't read the signature. But at the same time, I like the idea of a surprise from someone out there that I don't know. A little suspense is always good I guess :)
But if this mutual friend is reading this, thank you. you're the best. you made my day :)