So my blog is still broken. Wah!!!

Sometimes I feel like going on an adventure. Sometimes I feel like I've outgrown Provo. Sometimes I miss dance...a lot. Sometimes I wish I could speak Spanish again. Sometimes I'm still unsure exactly what I want to do with my life and where I want to end up. I found out the other day that one of the best schools in the field I want to go into is in Missouri. Bleh.

All I know right now is that I really love slam poetry, and I'm trying to find God everywhere, and I can eat A LOT of bananas. That's about it.

Twins

Once upon a time, Claire wanted me to write about a ward date(ish) activity. I will let you know that I have to write all my posts in HTML now because my blog is kind of broken. So, you're welcome.

There's a show called Amazing Race, and apparently it's about how people race amazingly. As is wont in Singles Wards in BYU, every activity needs to involve pairing of some sort. (Let's get these people married!!)

Cool thing #1--My "date" (ugh, I hate using that word because it was a forced situation. I don't want to put words or terms in anyone's mouth. Let's say partner in crime (PIC)) and I were wearing the SAME thing! Like almost literally. Same light blue linen(?) button down shirt, dark skinny pants, and tan shoes. We so stylish. This was a good omen, which was beneficial because I wanted to pretend like I didn't care about winning...but let's face it, I really wanted to smoke this thing.

Cool thing #2--My PIC had been living in Provo for the last ten years, so he knew Provo really well. This was a plus because we drove all around the freaking town.

Cool thing #3--There was great music in the car, so we pretty much jammed the whole time. This kept me from not getting too crazy-competitive, although I think my PIC caught some glimpses of my inner psycho. Nice to meet you too.

Cool thing #4--My PIC was really stellar at mini-golf precision and accuracy, and he ate all the pretzel bites (one of the challenges), so that I wouldn't get sick. Awwww...

Cool thing #5--Earlier that week I was at the vending machine about to blow all of my quarters on a $2 Clif Bar (woof), but I had this premonition that I would need to save those quarters, so I put in a little more effort to dig out my dimes and nickels, which might have been annoying to the person behind me. Well, come the competition, we needed quarters for this fortune teller booth. I busted them out without hesitation. Huzzah! This separated us from the couples who forgot to fill their lamps with oil...or you know, their wallets with quarters.

Cool thing #6--We got 2nd place (it would have been first if the other couple had parked correctly, but I'm not bitter) and a Coldstone gift card! And we both can't eat dairy! But you know, it wasn't about the ice cream.

Lame thing #1--One of the challenges involved a proposal...at the temple. Someone get me a serotonin (5-HT3) antagonist stat! (It's an anti-nausea drug group. Yay, pharmacology!)

Oh Provo.