Saturday morning a bunch of people from the ward went to the temple in Orlando. Victoria drove our car, with three other girls and me. I was the DJ. It's nearly a four-hour drive from here to Orlando, so we got a lot of girl talk in. The session was great, if a little lengthy. I found out yesterday though that one of the girls in our car may have left her wallet at the Chik-Fil-A where we stopped for dinner on the way home.
On the drive back we talked to the girls in the car about dating. One of them is currently dating someone, and the other two are waiting for guys who are currently on their missions. They gave us some tips on catching a guys' eye that were pretty hilarious. Apparently it's a good idea to wear white to get a guys' attention. Also, I was told that it's much easier to keep a guy than it is to catch one in the first place.
Sunday was fast Sunday at church. I'm on the committee for the Break the Fast potluck after church, which meant I had to duck out early in Sacrament Meeting to help get things set up in the cultural hall. But it turned out better than any Break the Fast I've ever been to. The theme was "Soup, Salad, and Breadsticks" and people could bring any of the three (or dessert). And we had such an amazing turnout. There was so much food on the four long tables that we had to have the silverware and plates on a separate table. I just hope people's enthusiasm carries over next month. It's possible that people will think they can get away without contributing next month because everyone brought so much this time. But I hope not!
Monday I went to FHE for the first time this semester. Arnold taught the lesson; the theme is Articles of Faith, so he did numbers 5 and 6. Then we played Spud in the gym, one of those violent schoolyard games involving lots of running around and numbers and being tagged with a volleyball. I was one of two last girls standing. After we were tagged out, the game got a lot more violent. Then we had a sort of girls' night watching Remember the Titans at our apartment. I say "sort of" because Todd came. We ended up chatting into the wee hours with Lena and Charlotte about guys and people in the ward and dating and whatnot. There was no earthly reason for any of us to be up that late, but it was fun nonetheless. I love girl talk.
Tuesday I only had one class. After it was over I was walking by the student union and saw that there was a Clinique truck parked on the green. They were giving free makeovers and taking photos for entry into a Vogue magazine contest. I decided to do the girly thing (I don't usually) and hopped in line. The PR representative was trying to get us to act all happy and excited and do the FSU war chant so they could film it with their camera crew, but it was hot and muggy outside and a lot of us hadn't eaten lunch yet, so I don't think we gave her the results she wanted.
I have no idea if I'll win the contest, and I don't mind if I don't. I got a little pampering and some makeup tips, and the photographer was handing out free samples, so I even got a mascara and a two-in-one lipgloss set out of the deal.
P.S. The only time I get Clinique is when my mom goes to stock up during their gift days. She gets the soap and things she need, and I steal her free samples. They last me all year.
Today will be busy. Linguistics, followed by Irish ensemble, followed by Intro to Speech, followed by a short break during which I will dash to the Institute across the street from campus and grab some lunch, and then a three-hour Teaching English as a Second Language class. Then a jaunt home for an hour, before heading back to the Institute for Brother B's class. It's because of the length more than each particular to-do item that I hate Wednesdays.
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