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I've never really been one for girly banter and sparkly nail polish. That has changed over the past year, as I often say "CUTE SHOOOOEEES!" and I've got glitter on my digits. But it's just. so. neat. I'm a girl, which I think I sometimes forget. I'm really into fast cars and baseball, they're just really neat, y'know? I overanalyze things like it is my job. This is clearly apparent at this very moment. A comment was made to me, and I immediately thought, "Aw, hahah, how cute. How funny. How endearing..." But now. NOW, it's crawled into my brain and it's dwelling on my every thought. This seems extensive, I know. But maybe you should have someone say this comment to you. Someone, who you are fairly decent friends with. Just friends. Nothing more. I think. How neat.

FHE is tonight and I'm pretty stoked. As usual. In RS they've now started pausing right after their "and tomorrow's FHE at 7..." comments. A pause, for me. To say "YAAAAYYY!!". I do this. Every single Sunday. I'm legit excited though. Tonight we're having the missionaries teach and then we're watching The Singles Ward. I've never seen it, so I'm excited. I'm having a hard time not putting a ton of exclamation points everywhere. I love my calling. So much. I have a ton of fun, I'm learning a lot about myself and how to be more responsible, and it gives me something to look forward to. Which I need, since I'm not in school right now.

I need to do laundry and go get cute. R. CuteR. I'm always adorable. Except for that time when I was 12, and took this picture:

http://www.ostimusic.com/imagefiles/FAMILYsmall.JPG

Kidding. I wish my hair looked that good short. That would be neat.