Church

I went to a friend's ward for church today.
It was the Primary Program, and I was SO excited.

It turned out just as I had hoped.

Lots of kids crowded onto the stand, reciting scriptures and experiences.
Singing their little hearts out.
Kids waving enthusiastically to their parents, and trying to talk to them from the stage.
A little boy conducting the music from his seat while he sang.
The pianist playing the wrong part of the song, totally freaking the children out of their minds.
Everyone singing, but the 2 kids with the microphones are the only ones you can actually hear. -for better or for worse-
A paper airplane doing loopty-loops off the stage.

My mom and I giving each other frequent looks and just smiling and trying not to laugh too hard.

It couldn't have been any better :)

Honesty Honestly

Generally my hair is pretty straight.
Today, it is not.

I curled it.

I have done this in the past, and it hasn't worked out so well.
This semester, I learned how to do it, and I love it.

This weekend, I am not at school with the roommates that will shower you with compliments pretty much no matter what.
I'm visiting family :)

Family has seen me over skype with curly hair, but not in person.

Here's how the morning went-


Mom: "wow. your hair is very curly."
Me: is that okay?...
Mom: yeah. I just haven't seen it in person before.

-just minuets later-

Ethan (8): woah! your hair is curly!
Me: yup. what do you think?
Ethan: it looks weird.
Me: thaaaaaanks.
Ethan: you look like someone on TV
Me: is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Ethan: ......... it's both....?

haha gotta love the honesty of an eight-year-old.
And your mother.
:)

Not sure...

...what this post is going to be be about exactly.
Maybe, just that.
I'm not sure.

not sure:
how my grades are going to be.
How friendships are going to turn out.
where my life is taking me.
if i can do it.
how i can do it.
what it is exactly.



ps- on a side note, I get to see my mom and 3 youngest siblings this weekend. I'm so excited I can barely stand it :D

Muffins and the waiting game

Last weekend was Orange cranberry.
This weekend was Banana.
I have a box of Blueberry waiting to be made.

If the need arises of course.

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On a side note, I need to learn patience.
I have some when it comes to kids.
But when it comes to me
...or boys...
I have close to none.

The waiting game is killing me slowly.

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