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. . . He's BACK!

. . . He's BACK!!!! The bestby's back! I'm thankful he's back because, I missed him, and I could finally communicate all the things I couldn't over the phone. His mom texted me the day he left and asked if I wanted to come with her to pick him up from the airport. Of course I said yes. So today I drove over to his house, got there about twenty minutes before we were even supposed to leave, and we were on our way. I'm so glad that it's so easy to get along with his mom. I learned a whole lot today during that drive.

The funniest parts were when he'd be on the phone with his mom and I'd have to be so quiet and then he would text me seconds later saying the exact same thing I'd heard him say to his mom. Anyways. I hid in the back and ducked and fought the urge to look up. I was so excited to see him! The back door opened, they loaded up their luggage, fought over the shot gun. The bestby had no idea I was sitting inches away. When he lost the battle for shotgun, he opened up the back door and Ta Dah! He was so cute. He was like, Hey! You're not on your way to my house!

It was such a sweet reunion, it looked a little something like this.



I now know what plane smells like. It's quite an odd smell. Why are clothes so good at absorbing different smells? Just curious. I spent the rest of the day helping the bestby move furniture around because they're getting new carpeting. I'm a pretty great mover, thanks to my dad's calling as an elders quorum president. Moving into my dorm is going to be a breeze. 

I sort of have an obsession with dust. I feel so accomplished when it's gone. I will dust entire surfaces off with my fingers because I do a better job than some swiffer. So when we moved everything out and it was dusting time, I sort of went to town. I made a HUGE dust bunny. It was quite satisfying. :) 

Guess who's sleeping with me tonight, fresh from Disneyland? Simba! He's a pillow pet! SO COOL!

The Lion King kind of was one of my favorites as a kid. I have a whole lot of memories with that movie. Waiting anxiously for it to rewind in the VHS so I could rematch it the third time in a day. My grandma's cat. Singing the coconut song at the top of my lungs with Kelsey. Being scared of the hyena fire scene when I was little. Using Rafiki as quotes. The day I was baptized. My 18th birthday when it was in theaters. I love the Lion King. Simba and I are going to have some good times. 

Isn't this the coolest cup ever?!


I'm so glad my bestby's back. I love him :)
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