So I feel bad for not posting for a while. Well nothing new has really happened since I last posted. I still haven't heard from Utah State but I don't think that I will really mind if I don't get accepted there. SUU is starting to sound better to me every day. I think that I am starting to get nervous about living on my own and the thought of moving all the way to Logan makes me homesick which is really strange for me. On a different note, this is mainly for Brandy, I started texting the Marine, his name is Gabe but I just like referring to him as "The Marine". What? I like to brag that I went out with an actual Marine, can you blame me? We have text a bit but he never really says much and usually it was just me asking him questions and hoping that he would text me back. Other than that nothing too much has happened.
Oh yeah, so right now I'm going to my parents' ward because I hate the college ward, anyway, I got a calling a few weeks ago. My calling is to take care of the Bishop's son who is five and he is autistic. He is a sweet little boy and I am absolutely loving my calling. I will admit that it has been hard to be patient with him but he is so sweet and adorable. I believe it is a great calling for me, I don't have to teach or prepare a lesson I just get to sit with him during primary and take him out if he needs to.
I also want to brag that I was able to donate blood on Friday (the same day Libby was denied)! I love donating blood I try and do it as often as I can so about every two months. This time was a little more painful than usual. The guy who was helping me went to put in the needle and he had to poke around for a second because he said the needle was having a hard time getting through my tissue. After he finally got it in I was fine. I donated in five minutes and eighteen seconds, not my fastest time but pretty quick all the same. I thought that since it hurt so bad this time that maybe I would get a bruise, but I'm not that lucky. Just once I want a battle wound from donating. It's just not fair!!!
Right now I am reading Dracula by Bram Stoker and for those of you who know me really well know that I scare easily. Well funny story, so I usually read right before I go to bed since that is the only time I really have to just sit and read for a while. Anyway so the other night I was reading and this book has literally got me sucked in (no pun intended). It is such an interesting book and the way it is written is unique. So I had just finished a chapter that was kind of creepy and I had to get up to use the bathroom and change my laundry, and I didn't turn on any lights as I was walking to the laundry room. I head to the laundry room and catch sight of the red lights on the VCR and scared the crap out of me. Dracula has these burning red eyes that sort of shine, anyway, first thought to my mind when I saw the red lights was Dracula's red eyes and I freaked myself out. I've actually done that a few other times. I'm such a wuss, I know. I can't put this book down and I'm seriously freaking myself out. Whenever the dogs start to howl I think they're wolves like from the book and I start to shake and freak out. Why do I do this to myself? The next book I plan to read is another horror classic, it's The Curious Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, let's see how that turns out.
As you can see my life isn't all that exciting right now, but trust me if anything exciting does happen I will post about it! So keep watch!