I'm aware that it is only twelve, and my day is not even half over yet. But I wanted to tell you about my night last night. So I went street painting. It's this tradition that USU does every year, and they paint 700 North. Each club or major gets a 10 by 10 square of the road, and they paint it however they would like. I went down and helped to paint the DESA section. It was really fun!! I love that group of people, and Jon (my Lab teacher) is super cool, and talks to me a lot. I love it. :] I will post pictures eventually, once I figure out how to do it. Ha. Everyone knows how well me and technology get along. Great. Anyway. After I painted forever, I got to go to the Pudding Dance for a couple of minutes. Like three. Ha. But I sort of had a mental breakdown, and came home and called Tori. It's freaking hard up here! No one is doing anything right. It's like super lame. You see everyone during the week, drinking, partying, all of the above nasstay activities, and then they sit next to you in church. It's really getting lame. And I don't like it. I just feel like the only person I can hang out with is Tori. There are like zero good guys. It's frustrating. We have broken the month marker to when Cam leaves. I can't wait. That is so exciting. :] At least there are good guys somewhere. I'm going to go clean up my room now, because oh wow it is a disaster!
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