Home in Provo. Man, it feels good. It's crazy how amazing it felt walking on to campus yesterday. I'm hoping it's renewed motivation, starting out what could be a fantastic year, the fact that it's BYU... Whatever it is. I love it.
And life here has already started again. I thought it would be fairly quiet for a week or so while people are still getting back from their summers, especially since most apartments won't let their residents move in til the end of next week, but I've already had a surprisingly busy first few days. I've already been in and out of the office, biked around Provo, practiced my Spanish, reunioned with some China friends, seen a friend off on a mission, ripped my hand, torn it up at the tumbling gym (literally, my shorts ripped right down the back and are completely irreparable), stayed up way too late looking at pictures from China, and spent sleepless night wondering when my alarm would go off. :) Typical.
haha I love trying to sum up the events of my life with as little detail as possible. It makes my short term memory so much funnier than my life might actually be. Oh well.
Monday. Out the door at 5:30 to catch a 7AM flight, Salt Lake City by 10. Jami picked me up and we ran to a couple of Costcos to look at bargain shade shirts, got sick after eating the HUGE servings of ice cream Costco has, and went home to have a fashion show with the clothes from she and Joey. I love having to do almost zero shopping for an entirely new wardrobe. I drove to Provo after that, worked for a couple of hours, ran some errands, and went to meet Joyce and the house. I'm really, really excited about it. I'm also excited to a little redecorating, but that will come later :P Then I went to Robby's so we could ride bikes. We ate dinner, then went to some crazy store run by everyone but English-speaking Americans. It made it so much more fun. Robby was looking at the plain shirts and really wanted one, and then we found that we could add letters for 50 cents... I wanted one too. We got nicknames printed on our shirts from the names we were given by our language teacher in China. I texted Seth, and he wanted one too (without actually knowing what it was, we just asked him if he wanted an "amazing momento"). I ran to get Seth's made while Robby had them rung up, and the man that had been doing them had really been struggling with English. I went up to him and asked, "Puedo hacer uno más?" and then apologized for my terrible Spanish. He told me, no, it's good, you just need to practice! And we proceeded in Spanish from that point on. ! I love that feeling! I'm getting somewhere with it! Just... slowly.
Then we continued on our bike ride around Provo. We went to places I had never heard of, didn't know existed, and was so thrilled about exploring. We went in these crazy tunnels and Robby made up different stories for how we had to be careful going through them. Really, I just had to watch for walls that randomly popped up. I never did smash into one, but I fully expected to! We went to a skate park, which was really fun with our 1950-style bikes. I'm pretty sure they aren't made for skate parks. We talked to some people at a trailer park pool, that was interesting. Robby just decided, "hey, let's go talk to those people!" so we did. Then we headed home. I got to Joyce's and talked to Jurphy about potential plans for the next day, the last day before he went to the MTC. I was asleep just after 11. That also felt REALLY good.
So work early the next morning, an hour or so of remembering where things were, and then an office meeting. eye roll. about how the office is changing and what we need to do and how we aren't allowed to wear sandals.
(I'm wearing sandals right now. Sitting at the front desk. In the office. Joyce told me they couldn't override BYU standards and make them higher. If they wants no shorts and sandals, they can move to BYU-I).
I left at 2:30 after learning to fingerprint. I ran to Smiths because I don't have a razor, a brush, or shaving cream. Stop at home, then I called Jurphy. He was with Russell and looking for Taylor. I didn't want to park, so I called them and decided I was driving. I was so much more excited to see them than I thought I would be. And I was already really excited about seeing them. They're so much fun! So we drove around, took Russell to get frisbees, parked quasi-legally, bought snow cones, went to the park, had a variation of Calvinball while we tried to get ahold of Robby and Seth and decide what we wanted to do. We wanted to go to the tumbling gym, but we had to make the reservation online. We all had a hard time remember that Jurphy had already been set apart. He and I were just going to run to make the reservation while Taylor and Russell continued playing at the park. And then it occurred to me. "Jurphy! You need a companion!" We all went. We called Seth when we found out the reservation at 6 was gone and we could go at 9. Then we went to the playground and had to try out everything that was built there. The spinning things (you hang and spin in a cirlcle. Who's idea was that?), the slides, the monkey bars where I developed and popped a blister, the balance beams, the rock wall, etc. We sat down in the shade and started talking, about China, about anything related to China, dating, cars, things getting stolen in Provo... at 7 or so Taylor said he needed to get going. So we got in the car and went to Little Cesar's to get pizza and went to Russell's to eat. Taylor stayed, dinner was fun (we watched the Olympics. So much more fun watching with a group of people that have also been to that nation). Then I took Taylor home because I wanted to change my clothes before the tumbling gym, and I really, really wanted to shave. I realized how gross my legs were at the park and ran home to do that. Accomplished, no blood! Well, a little bit. But that's even when I'm not in a hurry.
I should not be writing this in a public place. Ah, whatever.
I realized I didn't have anymore shorts to wear. Some board shorts, but nothing to go with them, so I just left the shorts I had on. Bad, bad, bad idea. Anyway, I went back to Russell's, Robby showed up, we were getting ready to go, so when we got in the car, I called Seth, who was either going to meet us there or come to Russell's and go with us, depending on how long it took him to get down to Provo. He was confused, he thought we were going to Jump On It in American Fork, not the tumbling gym in southern Provo. We got out of the car and went back in so Robby could eat dinner and Jurphy could run to the store. (Russell went with him, don't worry.) Seth showed up, we headed to the tumbling gym. The tumbling gym is always a blast, and even more so because Robby and I were the only ones that had been there. Russell, Seth, and Jurphy went for their first time, and in the open gym, there were lots of fun people to play with. No injuries were sustained (gratefully). Well, except Robby. The most experienced, he slipped in between two mats and hit the railing. We're pretty sure he's ok though.So at the very end of the night, I jumped into the styrofoam pit and Robby started burying me. Soon joined in by Russell and Jurphy. Then Robby instructed me to tunnel my way to him, so I did. It was a lot of strain, and that must've been when it happened. I pulled myself out of the pit and sat down for a few minutes, then we got up to leave and Robbie said, "Uh, Lys, I can see your underwear. " I adjusted my shorts, thinking they'd slid down when I climbed out, pulled my shirt down, and said thanks. Robby said, "Um. No. Feel the seat of your pants." Oh man. They were ripped all the way down the backside. I sat down as fast as I could. Shoot, of all things that could've happened that night... and I was supposed to drive everyone home. I had to at least get out to my car, I didn't have to get out after that...
Fortunately, Seth had changed when we got there. So he put his jeans back on and let me borrow his shorts. Still fairly mortifying, but I was alright. What could I do?
The pants were beyond repair. Sad, because I loved those and had to trade my life for them pretty much (so Bridian would give them to me).
And now they're gone. In the trash at Joyce's house.
Sigh...
We said our goodbyes at Russell's house. Seth told me he had pictures for me and chopsticks, so he dropped Jurphy off while I headed home. Then Seth came over and we sat in the kitchen looking at pictures til midnight, when we went outside. There was an outlet on the side of Joyce's house to plug his computer into, so we sat on the step outside that door. Cement gets really uncomfortable after a while... we kept trading off who was holding the computer so the other person could regain feeling in their legs. We looked at pictures til 2 or so, copied some more, decided we probably should go to bed, and stood talking just off the porch for a while after that. The newspaper guy came to deliver the paper and I freaked Seth out... Seth's standing there talking to me and I'm just barely looking past him bug-eyed because I can't figure out what this man walking towards us wants to do.
I don't remember what time Seth left. 2:30 I think, and I went in and went to bed pretty quickly. But I could not sleep. Could not could not could not. It had been too fun a day!
And now it's Wednesday. I was at work at 8, went to lunch with Grandma at 11:45 or so, and now I'm at work til 5. Heather and I are going to reorganize my room. It should be fun :)
Life just feels so good right now. So I'm trying to hang on to it. Grandma and I were talking about how we wished we could put the feeling of the big sunshine in a jar. I don't know how to do it, but I wish I could! So the days that the blue sky does rain down on me, I can still act as if it's not.
As if.... ha.
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