Shout out to my girls!

I'll be honest, this week was hard for me. I found myself analyzing stupid things, getting really anxious about nothing, and feeling so upset over the way things are with my friends here that I got physically sick. I didn't figure out until tonight what my problem is.

I have no girlfriends at home. I know girls at home, but none that I'd call up and see if she wanted to go to the movies with me. It's a situation I've never really been in before. And if I was in that position, there was always a couple guys I'd hang around with and it was chill, no worries. This time around, not so much.

I love the guys I've been hanging around, but they're a little more into their manly time than I'd like, which leave me the odd man (woman?) out. One on one they're fine. All together? They become boys and tease me and cut me out a lot. It gets old really quickly.

So consider this a shout out to all my ladies. I love you and miss you and I wish I could be wherever you are right now. I need to find me some girlfriends out here ASAP.

Bittersweet

Being home has been a pretty bittersweet experience thus far, and it's only about two weeks into Fall semester. I've got some good friends here, but they're all guys and it's sometimes frustrating to not have any girlfriends in the area. I'm excited, however, for my new calling in the relief society because it'll give me an opportunity to hang around with some women. Granted, they're all older than me, it'll still be tons of fun.

I miss being with my roommates and hearing about them doing things without me makes me sad I'm not there. It's something I try to think about as little as possible because the more I think about it, the more discontented I become with being home.

The only thing I can do right now is focus on work and family and making sure I stay as busy as possible. I want time to fly. I want it to be April.

Number One

This post has no purpose.

Truck Adventures

I've been told by my mother that I need to blog more often. So here I am, blogging.

Tonight I went over to Carly's house. We ended up having one of the best nights I've had all summer. We built a jacuzzi in the bed of Danny's old truck. We used a huge tarp to drape over the whole bed and then we used buckets to fill it with suuuper hot water and then we used the hose to cool it down. Also, we used dish soap to create incredible bubbles. It ended up being me, Carly, Nathan, Brandon, Chad, and Christoper. With six young adults in the back of the truck, it was pretty cozy. There were a lot of feet in the middle. No personal space whatsoever. We played with the bubbles and the 38 glow sticks we had and then Carly's parents took us for a drive through the neighborhood. Do you know how hard it is to stay sitting up on a wet, soapy tarp in the back of a truck? Super hard. We were slipping and sliding and sloshing all over. Arms and legs and feet were going everywhere. We lost over half the water, which was the point of driving around, but it was still so fun. A couple of their neighbors saw us and gave us weird looks. I don't really blame them. It's rather unusual to see a truck cruising around with people in a home made jacuzzi in the back. So freaking awesome. We finished off the night by rinsing the bubbles off in the sprinklers at the school across the street and then swimming in Carly's pool. It was so fun.