There really is nothing like the summer of 8 o‘clock
walking. Basically it was magical. I wish I could live that summer over again.
Like maybe every summer? Yeah. Good plan. I wish the 8 walk was still alive. So
many memories happened on those walks. We had deep talks, good laughs;
sometimes much needed cries… and so much more. Really it was quite therapeutic
and we bonded so much. It’s stupid
how less than a mile had the power to weaken that bond. Now I’m an hour away
from home and going to college. And if we are being honest here I miss 8 walk
and the porch swing and all those things, but really I miss Maegan.
What a babe |
Yeah… I probably might have creeped on facebook to get the pic....
And as a side note Sarah is super great too. Just an added
bonus to the picture I guess :)
So since about all Maegan knows about my life is that I go
to UVU and all I really know about her life is she goes to LDSBC… I thought I’d
give a life update.
I'm far away but my apartment is super cute! I painted it before school
started. I don’t really have pictures of it.
I should probably get on that… but I do have a picture of my bat cave!!!
Behold:
I should probably get on that… but I do have a picture of my bat cave!!!
Behold:
yup. That’s the closet
Also there are a lot of old people where I live.. Old as in RM's and such. My ward
probably averages 24 years old. Eh.
The most extreme case is this gem:
- · 27 years old
- · Not going to school
- · Associates degree
- · Looks like Al, the chicken man from toy story
He’s over a lot…. Good thing he has a distinct knock or he’d
be over a lot more. :)
In other news, I took up knitting again and knitted myself a
scarf in one evening and a day. It was freaky fast. I guess that’s just a side
effect of working at Jimmy Johns over the summer.
This is the finished product:
Yup. Same phone! Good stuff. #greyisthenewblack
School is crazy. I can’t believe I’ve already made it through
half a semester of college. And mostly that I’m still alive.
So. Much. Homework.
Let’s see… I have a few friends. Very few. Like, so few that one of my closest friends I've made is a cashier at the grocery store I shop at.... he probably doesn't even know my name.
Of course my roommates are my friends: Aimee, Sierra, Sadie and Heather.
And our adopted sixth roommate Nathan.
Heather, Nathan, Sadie |
Sierra and her fish |
Me and Aimee |
Oh yeah. We found some big squash.
But basically, the most important of my friends right now is this kid:
I have the best boyfriend in the whole world.
Socute.
He is leaving to New Zealand on November 21st
Welp, that’s my life. Sorry for so many pictures!
And Maegan? I decided that next time I’m in Bountiful, we
are 8 walking. It’s happening.
Until next time amigos.
-Morg
Until next time amigos.
-Morg