I just got back from a night of raucous fun with my ward's Relief Society at a sleepover that took place at our Bishop's house. Ok, well, it wasn't really raucous. I just wanted to use that word. But it was fun. I mean, about 50 girls had free reign of the Bishop's huge house. My roomie Amanda was so amazed that he actually trusted us so much. No one was there but us girls. I think that such an event would never happen at any other college in this country without some serious, heavy partying going on. And lots of other stuff. Apparently the girls I go to church with are very mature. Or at the least we're not stupid.
Yesterday, I felt so cool. Latro talked to me after my Semantics class. Wow, I got to talk with one of my favorite Board writers. Not that he writes much now. But it was still cool. Dude, I don't even write for the Board, but I still feel prestigious and somewhat omniscient. Cause I have connections.
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Yeah, Scottro is pretty cool. Note that you never get that really cool feeling after you talk to us. That's 'cause we never reached the demigod-like status of ::Latro:: while we were writing. Tell him I said hi.
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