Thursday, June 10, 2010

Life is like a Book

Today, for me, was like any normal day. I went to class, went for a run, hung out with friends, ate pizza and ice cream. (It was delicious)

But for the class of 2010, it was the beginning of a new life. What joys they have in store for them. Graduating high school is an amazing experience.

I embarked upon the same journey a year ago. Now I am an old pro-well, in some areas.

It is weird to think that life ends chapters so quickly, yet turns pages so slowly. How does that work? Life is full of tricky little things like that. Which is why every word counts in the book of life.

Isn't that a great analogy? Whoever thought to compare life to a book was brilliant.

Anyways...(In a Nacho Libre voice, naturally) I am still anxiously waiting for my mission call. It will be here some day. I'm not frantically checking the mail every day that's for sure. It will come in its own due time.

This weekend looks promising. There is a lot going on, and so many fun things to do.

I was supposed to go to bed early this week. I didn't. Laaaaame. Why can I never be disciplined enough to go to bed earlier?! Good gracious, it is harder than it seems. Oh well, I will continue to try regardless.


Hm... What's something new and exciting I can blog about...??
I'm meeting a lot of new friends. Our Rexburg Family has significantly grown this semester. Nearly doubled, I'd wager. Let's see, what else? I think I might want to major in English when I return from my mission. Maybe become an English teacher? I really want to go to China or somewhere and teach English for a summer or something. That would be smashing.

Lastly, I am missing a pair of jeans and a shirt. I cannot find them anywhere. Maybe I left them at home during break. I certainly have not seen them since then. That is a likely possibility that would be positive, because then I will have them to wear when I get home. And they won't be lost forever.

Well, I believe that I shall prepare to retire.

Good Night.
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