Tanget

I want to write everything that comes to my mind right now. It may not flow, but this is my blog, so this is law. 

I started reading the Book of Mormon in French. I don't know why, but I felt that it was the right thing to do. 

A big thank you to my older sister. She didn't let me do her makeup on Halloween. That made me mad enough to apply to the cosmetics and fragrances at Macey's in the University Mall. I am now employed by the mall. Come to me for your cosmetic and fragrance needs. 

When I have no corrective lenses on and look into a mirror, I still can't see. No matter how close I am to the mirror, it's still blurry. I can see things up close, but maybe there's an alternate universe in mirrors that creates distance. 

Do I look like a different person when I wear glasses? I feel like I am. I act different. 

You know who's fabulous? Boys. Boys are fabulous. I like boys. Well, a boy. But you know. Whatev'es. 

You know what's fabulous? Letters. Letter from missionaries. I got one this week from Elder Max Atwood. A real, tangible letter. I was so giddy.