I look kinda like a Lamanite. Someone told me I looked like pocahontas.
but my mind is plagued with other things....
stuff I want to blog about.
this week was rough.
1. i hate the doctor
2. school is stress
3. no sleep
4. mother out of town
5. end of semester (excuse my french) crappiness
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sometimes I get homesick. if you know what I mean. sometimes my spirit decides it is sick of all the junk in this world and just wants to go home.
sometimes I feel weirdish inside. Like I should be doing something but I don't know what. sometimes I like someone. but know I can't. and I shouldn't.
sometimes I nickname people. this one kid I nicknamed Jasper off The Holiday, because sometimes I feel like I am just his convenience. but I am kinda sick of having my emotions drug through the mud. I need to just break the ties. seriously. but he's kinda my bestie so it's hard.
sometimes I just need a hug and a diet sprite and a piece of fruity gum. like right now.
sometimes I want to go on a mission. other times I don't.
sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night in a panic about stupid things. usually it's dreaming about anatomy or microbiology. but a couple nights ago I woke up and guess what... ok well first off I am in no hurry to get married- I love just dating whoever the heck I want and being able to flirt with whoever I please (which is quite fun I must say). Anyways I woke up in a panic that when I die and get to judgment day (having died single) that I wouldn't be able to go to the highest degree of the Celestial Kingdom because I had my chance to marry (you know who...ok maybe you don't. but someone a while ago asked the pops if he could marry me...) and I didn't. In institute we were talking about how every woman that doesn't get a chance to marry will have the opportunity after this life. Yeah um... I have already had my opportunity. yikes.
this post is absolutely 100% random. and I am just letting my fingers type whatever the heck they want.
speaking of the boy situation. in the past like yearish I have dated 3 RMs who went to australia and like 4 who want to be lawyers. then at work this boy told me he wanted to set me up with one of his mish companions who just got accepted into Harvard. he scored in the 99th percentile on the LSAT so he got to choose pretty much whatever school he wanted. pretty sure I am either going to marry a. an ausie or b. a lawyer I hope I marry an ausie lawyer. mmm lassie. pretty sure I want to go out with this harvard mass of goodness. I wouldn't mind moving back east. oh and one more thing- sometimes I have a crush on this kid- he is younger than me (not by much though) he's just turned 20 I think. anyways he gets his mission call this week. why is it that you only like the ones you know you can't have?!
boys. boys. boys.
4 comments:
Juli you crack me up! Don't worry about passing up that one boy...I am sure there is someone out there way better for you..so don't worry you will get married! I love reading your blogs...you are so cute:)
Sending hugs, Diet Sprite, and fruity gum your way! And if I stumble across an Aussie lawyer I will send him your way ASAP!!! Love you and don't worry be happy!
Can I tell you something? I have never agreed more with something in my life. I swear in the past 2 years I have only ever liked boys which are younger than me... which equals, missions, which equals TWO YEARS before you can even, or they can even, consider dating you. Dang. I am CONSTANTLY liking the boys I can't have. In fact, I think those are the only ones I have like since I came to college. Rough life! :) haha hang in there and love ya!
oh dude... this boy- the 20 year old. i have a plan for you two.. he goes, you goes. you come home roughly about the same time and guess what?!? i'll plan the wedding! deal? DEAL!
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