september 4th

it has been so l o n g so i blogged last!

i think about it everyday, but forget about it every night just as i'm about to slip into bed.

not going to lie, i'm having a blast. round two of provo is awesome.

i feel bad that i keep doing a quick rundown of all of my time here whenever i blog, but it's all i can do; so here we go.

on tuesday i went on a date with a guy from the ward.

we went to a beautiful park in orem (love that place), drew henna on each other and ate cheesecake.

just a little tip of advice, i love cheesecake.. and if you want to win me over give me some of that cheescake.

anyways! the date was way fun and then wednesday became my last day of freedom. 

me and scott said goodbye to stephanie, kritt, and little mason after raiding their pantry.

let's just say that was depressing. stephanie keeps texting the family pictures of texas and how you can see into mexico from the front of her church. i keep praying for her sweet little soul.

thursday i went on yet another date but this one was unforgettable.

we went long boarding down the canyon.

i've heard some horror stories about this canyon, but i also hear that it's way fun so of course i was excited.

i'm golden, and then half way into the ride here comes the hill of all hills.

of course i wiz down the thing and my body nails the pavement like a bug on the windshield.

my board disappears to who knows where, i skid and roll, my knees come through my pants, my sandles rip off, and there i am; sitting on the pavement path, in the beautiful canyon, bleeding everywhere.

as we waited for the car to come pick us up, the five year olds coming down this evil hill did not take the sting off, and neither did the perp on the scooter.

me and my date took the date to a whole other level the rest of the night as we sat in the bathtub cleaning up my cuts. and fellas, my date never left my side. so keep that in mind if you ever annihilated a girl on a date. such a sweetheart move.

two lessons learned. one; never wear sandles when long boarding. and two; alcohol pads burn.

i went back to school with pus filled hands, and now i can't work on anyone until they heal.

sooo bitter sweet.

saturday we watched the BYU game against Ole Miss, how they won i have no idea but hallelujah! 

that night little johnny boy was having a tough time so me and desiree decided to gather everyone together and go dance at studio 600 in provo.

now remember, my hands, knees, and toes are annihilated from long boarding so i'm planning on walking up in their all kinds of bandaged up and sexy.

but of course, studio 600 in provo is closed.

and where does everyone want to go? to the slums of studio 600 in salt lake.

so yes, we drive all the way to salt lake and end up on a wild goose chase from dance club to dance club. one was latino night, another was heavy metal night, and the last one was closed.

we finally give up and drive to 12 different denny's trying to find one that isn't crawling with terrifying people, we fill our tummies with hot coco and head back home. 

church was beautiful today. i kind of never wanted it to end.

afterwards we all came home and whipped up a family dinner with mine and scott's apartment. then an evening walk, ward prayer, and games.

 

tomorrow? park city.

leggo.