 | Thursday, August 30, 2001
It's been a while since I've written here. Lots of stuff going on and no time to write it all down.
Last night we had our presidency meeting, and it went really well. It was just Katherine, Jaclyn and I. Of course Amber didn't show up. Amber doesn't give a flying fig about the stuff that goes on at church anymore. I feel bad for her. I overheard her talking to a kid that goes to our school saying something about the church not being "cool". Yeah, a great reason! whatever. Makes me kind of mad to. But what was it that Nephi said? Contention is of the devil? or something like that.
School starts back in 3 days and a wake up. Woo-hoo! Scary though. I have a really heavy class load. But I'm done with highschool in JANUARY! I'm going to be so tired these next 4 months. My schedule is going to be CRAZY. Up at 4:30 to get ready for seminary, school from 7:40-2:40, work from 5-8, and then homework that'll take me fifty hours. And I'm helping Katherine plan the ward prom, setting up the young womens in excellence web-site, running around to get signed off for my beehive and miamaid stuff (I should be done with that by December). Thank God I'm done with my Laurel projects. Joyce said I don't have to go back and do the beehive and mia maid stuff, since I didn't join the church until I was 16, but I kind of want to, just so I can say "Yeah, I did that".
This coming weekend I have stuff to do for the YW activity on Wednesday too. I have to get up to the mall and buy that salt scrub stuff, help Jaclyn with the scripture search on Sunday, print out all of the little clues. But I love it. I love being busy, especially with church stuff. It keeps me out of trouble, and when I'm on "church business", there's less of a temptation for me to do things I know I shouldn't.
I love the gospel so much. I was reading through my REAL journal the other day, from way before I joined the church, and it's amazing the impact that the church has had on my life, just in these 7 months. I can't believe some of the stuff I used to get into, that I thought was okay. I didn't realize that I was so susceptible to peer pressure either. Some of the things that I've done, that I regret most, are things that I did because "everyone else was doing it" and I didn't want to look like a loser. Can anyone say IRONY?
I should go, I have stuff to do and I'm really tired. I also need to write to chistopher and get that off in the mail.
Michelle
Tuesday, September 4, 2001
Today, was my last, first day, of highschool! woo-hoo. Or not. Kind of anti-climactic. I expected to walk into school and feel the power of being a senior...yeah right. All of the freshmen are bigger than me :-( I even had a freshmen cut in front of me in the SENIOR LUNCH LINE. My classes are pretty good though. 1st Block Government is going to be decent, some of my old friends from way back when are in there, so it's a kick to talk to them and hear what they've been up to. It's funny to realize how far we've come since the last time I chilled with some of them. I remember freshmen year with Stacy, chasing the "Jesus Freak" (who woulda guessed that nickname would be passed down?). And now, Stace, well, she isn't doing too great. She's still a funny girl though. Business is alright. The teacher is a beast though. We call her "Lambert the Hun". I don't think she moved out of her seat the entire 90 minutes of class. Except when the lunch bell rang, and she crowded the door with the rest of us. I already have 20 buzz words to define for her class. Lit is my favorite class by far. All of my friends from waaaaaaaaaaaaay back are in there. And the new girl at church, the exchange student from Russia, is in there too. She sits beside me, Edward (yo Elway!) sits in front of me, Kath sits behind me, and this hot guy who may or may not have the link to my page is in there too, so I'm not using his name :-)And Erica (E-doggy!) sits near me too. The teacher didn't waste any time jumping into our senior reasearch papers though. I wanted to do something on The Church, but she said it has to be something we've never researched before, so there goes that idea.
I made an effort to be nice to The Beak today. He's in my business class, and because The Hun is evil, he sits pretty close to me. I figure, if I'm stuck sitting that close to him for the next 4 months, I might as well try to be civil. Besides, it kind of upsets Erica when I'm mean to him. Well, no kind of to it. But sometimes he's so...dim. The Hun was talking and I was trying to ask him where Erica was, so I mouthed "Where is Erica?" and tapped his head and told me where he got his hair done. Ask me how much I didn't care about THAT one. But I smiled and laughed and tried again. Took a few minutes but he finally figured out I didn't give a lick about his hair and wanted to know where his girlfriend was.
I think the hottie and I might do something this weekend *hope hope hope*. We talked for a while during class, and he doesn't seem to be too mad about the whole [insert losers name here] deal, he asked if he could call me sometime this week. Well, uh, yeah, duh.
Work was full of lameness. We're working with a birthmom, that, even though I'm sure when she isn't raging with pregnancy hormones is really sweet, is a beast. She keeps demanding that things get done. A few times I wanted to tell her "Look, you're the one that got yourself into this situation, if you want to be so choosy, YOU get YOURSELF out" I love my job :-)
I got home to a screen full of IMs from Mitch,Jeff, Katherine, Rick, Sacha and a guy I went to EFY with, Benton. Thanks for the picture Benton, if you're reading this. I'm going to post it as soon as I finish this up.
And now, my dear, devoted diary readers (yeah right) I'm going to close this, add Bentons picture, and get started on my homework so I can have a pre-dinner nap.
Michelle
Early in the morning of Thursday, September 6, 2001
Ugh. Why did I get up this early when I didn't have to? Oh wait! I know! Because I want to get used to being up this early when Seminary starts. Hmph. I am NOT a morning person. I feel really bad for my future husband, because he's just going to have to play mommy and cook breakfast for our children. Either that, or the little anklebiters can eat cereal! But that's waaaaaaaaaay far away, sooo...yeah.
I got a tape from Christopher yesterday! I was so happy! But I'm still confused about the whole thing. I talked to Tom about it, and he kind of railed me for sending the tape that I sent Christopher just last week. Now both of us aren't quite sure if we're "Christopher" and "Michelle" or "ChristopherandMichelle" <---like it used to be. Yeah... I'm so freakin tired. He also sent me a giant box of mexican candy. I think, that was his way of calling me evil. That stuff is HOT. Anyone wanna tell me why they take perfectly good, almost bland, candy, and dip it in "Chile"? I took a bite out of this little nutty kind of thing and thought I was going to die. That's all good though, at least I wasn't dumb enough to take a bite out of a habenero pepper like some mental midgets I know. But back to the tape. They (chris and his companion) wrote me a rap. I really do think there should be an 11th commandment "Thou shall not rap if thou is white". It was horrible, in a really funny kinda way "Yo Yo Yo, this is Merril B, and this is Big C! We're makin a tape for Michelle, yeah yeah, Michelle, a cute little southern bell. Man, Yo Elder B, I smell, hah, yeah, cuz we just got back from tractin, I caught a foot fungus and I neeeeed some tinactin. Hit me up Big C!" ugh...that's as far as I got before I had to stop it I was laughing so hard. So yeah. The white boys just shouldn't rap. No rythm or how ever you spell it, and definitley no...uh, sense. Except eminem. He has a good beat, and a uh, gorgeous body, but I think the devil sits in his head and tells him the horrible things he says. So maybe if he rapped KT's church history rap, or her seminary rap, it'd be okay. Anyway...yeah. I'm so tired, but I'm killing time. I wonder if anyone actually reads this stuff? Hello???? anyone there? I really need some sleep.
I have the lyrics from kryptonite stuck in my head "If I go crazy then will you still call me superman?" oh man. I'm gonna go and put my shoesies on and go to the 7-11 for some rejuvenation (read:mountain dew).
Michelle
(late in the evening, same day) The Elders just left. *Sigh* I think I'm in love. Anyone wanna explain to me again why missionaries can't date? because it's awfully hard not to flirt with them! I let Elder Wahlquist and Elder Reeves listen to Christophers "rap". Too funny. They're cool guys. Totally burst my bubble though. Like, completely. They told me about The Sturge kissing a girl when he got off his mission. There goes MY fantasy! S'okay though. I'm gonna meet Christopher at the airport in EXACTLY one year. September 6, 2002. Yeah baby. Guess who's gonna be sucking face then? whoops. Probably shouldn't call it that.
They want to tract into the "mormon hater" also known in their mission as "satan" and at LHS, one of my former classmates. THAT was a funny story. Maybe I'll put that in my random thoughts section? I really should expand on that for those of you who aren't aware of "Brent, Mormon Hating Satanic Darran". Yeah. I think that's what I"m going to do, and then this chica is going to bed
Michelle
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