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June has been a crazy time. Really.
Drivers Ed first week, 8 hours a day. Oh that was one good time. However, Kayla and Jen were there and they made it tolerable. :)
EFY was second week. That is a great institution. If you haven't been, you should. If you have then you know what I mean. I have to say my favorite day was Thursday - It was the variety show where I looked like a fool (not really but it was an interesting time ;) ) and then the music program where... well that was just good. Our session directors were the Wildes and can I just tell you how fabulous they are for a second. They are fabulous. Company leaders: Melanie and Donny. Donny was hysterical and I think they should get married. That or Donny has to marry Bethany. Also, there was this "I'm too cool for you, but not really because I'm really funny and spiritual" type counselor named James. Okay, I could write paragraphs and paragraphs, so we are stopping.
Third week: Girls camp for 3 days and then Youth conference for 2 days. Girls camp was fun, it was with my new ward and Youth conference was with my old ward. We played PIT at Youth conference. If you read this and you have not yet played PIT in your life - talk to me. NOW.
This is the fourth week. I don't know what to do with myself because I have all this free time. But, when I think about it I don't really have free time. I have homework I need to do, I have to clean my room which is a MESS, the house isn't all the way unpacked (pitiful, I know) which isn't entirely my fault, but I could definitely help out in that area. Thinking of all these things I have to do just sends me into "zoned out, lethargic, comatose" mode. Hmmm... we'll just have to get energized, won't we? Let's make up a cheer to get us pumped! We are pumped, yeah, we're really pumped... okay that is ENOUGH. I have been using the caps button quite a bit. Maybe because it's 11:17. I know that is the exact time for a fact because my computer says so, and computers are never wrong. Right? Wrong. See, humans are very often incorrect. So sad. I do it too. Anyway, there's work to be done. Let's leave it at that.
All right, new item of business: this is to all my friends who read this lovely piece of cyber-writing whatever you want to call it. I WANT TO HANG OUT A BUNCH. I am just not very good at planning/hosting parties. It freaks me out. You'll all judge me because of my carpet or something. So, have a party. And invite me, por favor. In fact, show this interesting/believable blog to all of the other people I know (not everybody..... that could be bad) and tell them to have a party and invite me. That sounds like it could work out.
Last tidbit of news that I am going to share about my life because we all know that we all want to hear. (Can you hear the sarcasm dripping from my words? Please say yes.) I have driven for a total of 8 hours. It's pitiful, I am very aware. 6 of those hours were on the range. Once again, I am such a driving genius it just overcomes me sometimes. And I drove on Main street, I went to my Grandmother's house, I went in a round-about, and I drove on the freeway. No one was hurt. No one is dead. Success. The end.
If you are up at 11:23 blogging, ever, go to sleep immediately. You will only write embarrassing things about yourself and anything that you are doing can wait until the next day, especially in the summer. That's why I love America.