Thursday, December 17, 2009
Dear Utard Drivers,
You suck. Please get off the roads when you see me enter them. Whilst driving tonight, some idiot driver decided to get over WITHOUT signaling OR looking. I honked yet they proceeded over before I could slow down. I had to swerve into the other lane with oncoming traffic and then back over before someone hit into me head on. Needless to say, I was thisclose to being in tears by the time I got to my parking spot safe haven in the JFSB underground heated parking garage. I know you think I don't know anything about Utah driving with my California plates but I do know some things that I learned in this thing called drivers ed akay? It's crazy driving peoples like that that make me wish my parents never forced me to get my license and that I could just have a personal chauffeur for the rest of my life. I may have to talk to my future lover about that. Oh, while stripping down my car searching for my mail key I hear my phone ringing like mad. Who is it? One of my dear EFY boys calling to tell me where he's going on his mission. My dear little Mike is off to Santa Rosa, California in March. I almost started crying like a proud little mother. During my last EFY week in the "Night of Darkness" company, we had 3 boys named Michael that all went by Mike. I dubbed them Utah Mike, Big Mike, and Mike from the Dirty South. All 3 of them have gotten their mission calls and I've cried with joy over them all. I seriously had the greatest little EFY children even though most of them are taller and bigger than I am...sad I know. I love my "EFY Mike's" as well as all the rest of my EFY kids. They're just the greatest! I should get to bed now since my crazy teacher scheduled a final at 8 in the AM...really? What were you thinking when you decided to have an 8 AM final for college students? Needless to say, I've set like 5 million alarms on every device in the casa. Oh, and guess who's going home to California tomorrow? Just little old me. Yippee Skippy Peanut Butter. I hate peanut butter actually. But going home is at least worth the yippee and skippy right? I think so at least.
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