facebook stalk

Here I am in African Club. I am the token white girl minus the one that is married to the president. I am sitting down by the wall in the MC little theater and the tallest lankiest African boy plops right down next to me. 

"I saw you with Abilla in Kenya."

(It took me a while through his accent to figure out what the child was saying.)

"WHAT? How do you know Oscar? And where did you see us?"

"I am from Kenya."

"No freaking way. Which ward are you in?"

"Eldoret."

"Shut up."

"Okay, you are right I am from Zimbabwe. I served with him in Uganda and Ethiopia."

This is the second time something like this has happened to me. I cannot believe it. 

It made my night but also it is a little creepy because that means this brother has been doing some serious facebook stalking to be able to pick me out of a crowd like that. 

race and ethnicity

I am taking a race and ethnicity class. It is so super interesting all the time but lately... holy crap.
I sit there and my mind is just being blown to pieces. What are we learning you ask?

African American history of course.

I LOVE IT.
No joke.

I am sitting here in class and I just can't get enough of learning about Abe Lincoln and the Emancipation Proclamation. Rosa Parks and Harriett Tubman are blessed daughters of God. I am so grateful for the things that Martin Luther King Jr. did. Pleasy V. Ferguson is just so interesting. They made segregation sound so good and so okay. Then came along Brown vs. the Board of Education and segregation is not okay anymore. All because one little black girl lived in a white neighborhood and wanted to go to school with the people she lived around. I am all about this stuff.

I am just loving class lately. I love black history. I come home and google more information. I hope I am this passionate about the class when we move onto Native American history in a week.

Maybe I need to become an African American activist.
I would love that.

short lived

Today was the first day of the cleanse. I had the breakfast of a champion. I started with lots and lots of watermelon. The day continued with more watermelon, lots of cantaloupe, strawberries, apples, oranges and grapes. It was going swell until the night hit and boom... 

I became Oscar the Grouch 

Everything anyone did made me so mad. I knew it was because of the lack of things that I had eaten. I was just so peeved about the littlest things. 

FHE was awful because I just could not enjoy anything. 

This is when I knew that I had to stop the cleanse and go back to being normal. I cannot handle a whole week of just constantly being annoyed by every little thing. I might have punched my one of my roommates.  

Our nextdoor neighbor, Sarah, made us meatballs and brown rice for dinner. I quickly went over to her house and asked for some. She laughed at me and handed over the goods. 

She is going to go straight to heaven. 

As random facts of today:

I have peed over 10 times. 

And I have dropped off the Cosby kids 4 times. 

I lost about 5 pounds too. 

Was it worth it? Heck no.

idaho falls temple

Today I had a total spur of the moment trip to Idaho Falls. 

I got picked up from my council office hours and luckily I was rocking a dress and I just carry around my recommend. 

We get to the temple and instantly everything is super funny. 

First off: my recommend is from Kenya. 

This is how it goes:

They look at my recommend for 30 seconds and then up at me and then down and up about 10 times. 

You just know that in their heads they are beyond confused. 

Second off: I put on my jumpsuit. 

It was more like a jumpshorts. 

That puppy was short. 

Thankfully Moriah went and got me a new jumpsuit. 

Third off: we were doing names from Hungry.

I got someone with the last name Fats-so during confirmations. 

I was gone. I was giggling all over the place. 

Plus the old men confirming us kept on messing up and cracking jokes. 

"Wow! I just keep getting ahead of myself."

We got the names we were doing for baptism and I knew it was going to be all bad. 

One person had the last name of Penzis and another was something like Fandass. 

I know. I am so mature. 

Fourth off: Gingie who was checking off the names at the font had a bloody nose. 

Not a normal bloody nose but like black crusty crust. 

Also he picked his ear and flicked the wax.

Lush. 

Fifth off: The oldest man in the Idaho Falls was baptizing me. 

I thought I was going to break him. 

I didn't even grab his wrist in fear of making it pop off. 

Going down in the water and coming back up was all on me. 

I got an ab work out for sure. 

Sixth off: There was a boy in the girl's locker room. 

A poor little deacon. 

So funny. 

Needless to say we had the giggles the whole freaking time. 

It was awesome and the temple workers were just egging us on. 

Best Friday night ever and that was just the beginning.