the list.

--Once upon a time, I had a dream. Was it to be a teacher? No. It was to be a massage therapist. Years ago I talked to my parents about it. They not only didn't entertain the idea for ONE SECOND, they also laughed at me, injuring my pride.

I still think I'd be an awesome massage therapist.

--Sometimes, I think the people on "Wipe Out" should be dead or paralyzed.

--Shopping seriously bums me out and I wonder why everything in every store is so ugly it makes my stomach hurt.

For example:

Hurry, for only $128 you can look like THIS:

Oh wait, sorry, no you can't, it's sold out because apparently someone actually bought this.

Don't feel left out guys! At American Apparel, you can find this neat get-up:

Who says it's wrong to show off a little chest hair!

--Sometimes I miss the craziness of the holidays. Other times though, I really don't.

Sometimes I am jealous of my friends who are starting their semesters back at school. Sometimes though, it's nice to sleep in.

Sometimes I'm super pumped for my mission. Other times I'm scared and nervous and feel terribly unprepared. Either way, I enter the MTC in T minus 14 days. Yikes yikes yikes. But a good yikes!