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Singles Ward- Take 2. Plus Some Creepers

Yesterday, I gave the singles ward another chance. Yep. That's right. Guess what? It was a lot better. That's what ward I will be attending for college, since, the college singles ward I'm supposed to go to requires four bus transfers and walking two miles to get too. Did I mention it's only 12 miles away? It's going to be hard enough to get my butt up for church anyways. I don't want to have any excuses such as, Oh, it's -5 degrees outside. I'm not walking two miles in the snow drifts. Which is why I've decided to go to the singles branch instead. Only one bus and only walking half a mile. Score!

It was much better! All my friends were there, there was a completely different atmosphere. I liked it a lot. I even signed up to make quesadillas for next Sunday, which is a big deal because I haven't really been able to make long term plans the past month. So hopefully all will go well and I will be here to serve quesadillas. Which ones are the quesadillas again? Haha!

Someone told me that my old arch nemesis from girls camp of '08 was in the ward which brought up some pretty crazy memories. Well, mostly the memory of how my tent was covered in lunch meat while I was sleeping, in bear country, and I got in trouble. Why would I be stupid enough to cover my own tent in lunch meat? I'm pretty sure I know who did it, because they were trying to get revenge on whoever sprayed bugspray on their tent, which wasn't me! Egads.

Hahahaha! Anyways. I was a pretty insecure person back then, but now I know who I am and am confident in my own skin. I hadn't seen that girl in a couple years so I was going to make sure when she saw me, I looked pretty styling.


Is it weird I took a bunch of pictures of my butt cause it looked pretty good? Hahaha! So anyways. I went to the branch and she wasn't even there. Oh the irony. 

I wanted to take pictures with everyone there, but I felt like it would be inappropriate to just whip out my camera in the middle of the Sunday school. But I did get one with one of my best friends who just came back from Idaho! Man I missed her. 


Speaking of Idaho, we were having a conversation about how people there jump off bridges and hit bunnies over the head for fun. And what do we do here in Colorado for fun. I really had to think about that and haven't come up with the answer yet. Mountains? Uh, water world? Yeah, I don't do those but I still have fun!

Moral of the story- went to singles ward. It was fun. The end. Now onto the creepers.

I recently discovered the stats button. Ok, that's a total lie, I discovered it awhile ago. So I was checking it the other day, and every day these websites I have never heard of before are looking at my blog 14 times a day. And they're not blogs. Creeper status has been assigned by moi.

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  1. SamaraJuly 31, 2012 at 3:55 PM

    Hey hey hey, I hope I am not one of your creepers... :D
    But, if it's crazy (or you don't feel like walking half a mile), I would be happy to come pick you up from the bus stop on the way to church :)

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