Glamorous Hollywood Living

"Hollywood's has its own particular environment." 

-Hairrson Ford

              

I moved into a Sorority house, which is ironic since BYU does not have any form of Greek life. There are five rooms and nine girls and lots of various backgrounds. It's been an interesting adjustment but so far things are going extremely well. 

Click Click, Devs, and I went on a ride up the Canyon and enjoyed the amazing colors that are here in Wasatch mountains. It was a quick get-away.

Later that night I was laying in bed, reading my scriptures when I got this brilliant prompting. I ran into the living room jumped up in the air and exclaimed to Devaun that we were going to sleep on the balcony. I know. The best idea I've ever had (which is saying something.) I rounded up all the roommates available and began prepping our camping ground. Once our full sized mattress was hauled up two flights of stairs we bundled up, listening to the construction right beside our house, and felt the breeze. 

Then it started to rain. I should never be allowed to pick a time to camp again. We rushed our mattresses inside only to discover something else wonderful- twin sized mattresses on stairs are PERFECT for slides. Yes. Three twin mattresses are the perfect length to fit our stair case. 

It was a great bonding experience full of laughs, pictures, and memories. Cameron- I can't wait to hear your comments.

Dollar Dollar Bills Yall

"For I don't care too much for money, money can't buy my love."

-The Beatles

Everyone my age is suppose to be broke right? I keep saying that to suffice for the fact that I spent pretty much my only pay check of the summer on a Wii. At the moment it seemed like the most logically sound finacial decision I could make and since then I have justified it in many ways.

1. It is way fun. (Mature right?)
2. I can use it as a DVD player (which I don't have.)
3. No cable at HH + Netflix /Wii= Entertainment.

So what did I do last night? I went to possibly one of the most redneck weddings of all times. Complete with beer right when you walked in and three stuffed rams that at one point where humped by a drunken, very tan, old woman. From one of the guest wearing crocks with socks paired with short cheer shorts to the golden tooth that blinded me while taking pictures, the night was magical.

The best part is that I came home from that magical evening to spend the rest of my night playing Just Dance and Mario Cart with my mother. What do you spend your Saturday nights doing? I bet they don't even compare.