My church is at 9:30. Approximately 1 zillion YSA wards here, and I get stuck with an early time. I shouldn't complain seeing as all my classes start earlier than that, but I was hoping for a little bit of a sleep in day. Guess not.
My roommate has yet to show up. The room looks strange, all moved in and divided exactly in half.
Nobody here understands sarcasm. I'm in a whole heap of trouble, and a whole heap of people give me strange looks. I'm not as funny here as I was in Orem.
I miss my Oremites....
New people are great. I rather enjoy making friends.
My major has yet to change. But my emphasis might change to PR.
This 'Get Connected' freshman deal is nothing but a glorified EFY. Get me to my college classes please.
You can definitely feel the spirit here that everyone talks about.
I cooked my first meal away from home about half an hour ago. The hamburger helper looked fine until it made it into my bowl then it gobbed itself into a softish brick. I'm in trouble kids.
Well, I'm off to a talent show? Kirby Heybourne is appearing at I-Night tomorrow. But then again, what kind of a name is Kirby?
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