I think you just need to get laid.

I thought I would include this picture as a tribute to one of my favorite animals. Don't ask me why I like camels so much. I don't know myself. I just do. I had a dream about a camel once. My mom got me one for Christmas, and I named it Rosie. Then I lost it in Food 4 Less! It was very sad. She was a very good camel.

And sorry for the inappropriateness of the title, I was actually out of good quotes, and then I found this one. I think it's from a TV show or something.

Woah. I can see the moon from the little window facing the compy. It's very nice to have the moon watching over you. I love everything that has to do with night. It's such an amazing time, where you have the most startling revelations, in dreams and in wakefulness. I just was remembering the dream that I had about the temple, and it was so amazing. I wish I could have another dream like it. Now every time anyone says anything about the temple and the work that goes on in that sacred place, I think of that dream, and how I can't wait to go to the temple again.

I was bored while waiting for Liz to come online, so I decided to write in my blog, but then I realized that I really don't have anything to say......you're all cool, and I love you a lot, and I'm grateful for all the advice and testimonies you guys have given me through your words and examples. I have the company of such great friends, and I'm really glad that they call me their friend, even though I know sometimes I don't deserve it.

I'm listening to Enya right now, Tempus Vernum. There are so many good memories attached to this song. Krista Morgan and I used it in the dance concert (which I still need a copy of, gosh durn it!) as our interlude, where I sat on her back with my legs up while she crawled across the stage. It was really hard, and took a lot of balance and ab work on my part. And poor Krista's knees. She had to wear knee pads so that they wouldn't hurt her. And I remember her pants kept falling off cause they would drag across the floor. That was fun. And then on the last night of the show, Chelsea and I, as a prank, opened the show with a techno version of the Pink Panther and did a crazy dance to it. There are so many memories! I remember the night that the violinists were late (we did an improv piece to live violinists) and we were so mad! I was especially mad because we had to wear my costumes for that dance, when it was supposed to be a surprise, because the costumes had so much significance. It was so hard to choreograph my dance and to get everyone to do it, and I got rather impatient a lot of the time, but I was really proud of the class, I think that they did a very good job. I really miss dance. I mean, I dance at home, but I need to learn more technique and become more flexible and stuff, and I can't afford dance lessons. Besides, I don't think anyone does modern here, which is what I really want to do. But BYU has a terrific modern dance program, so hopefully I can get into that when....if I go there. I want to, but who knows if I'll get in? Cross your fingers.

As I was just previewing my blog, I just realized how funny that quote looks right above that picture.

You know, I really don't have anything else to say, and I'm talking to Andrea right now, so too bad for everyone who wanted more to read. I do love you though, so have fun in all you do, and talk to you later! Shalom