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Sunday, September 21, 2008


Nichi Youbi: of Cinnamon Rolls and Youth Conference
Started at 7 am. Translation for first part: Sunday
Since I have no idea how long this post will actually be and we’re going to Aunt Mary’s house for cookies tonight, partially because of my brother’s birthday is today and also because Dad wants to discuss some stuff with her regarding his finally being able to go through the Temple soon, I’m starting this post in the morning. I might even complete it right now and just put up another one tonight after we get back, I don’t know… but then that would put the Word version of these archives back a day ahead like it used to be on myO forever ago until I started posting around 9 and the clock there was permanently stuck as being 10 pm AZ time = midnight.

Ren: well that’s random. And probably the longest run-on I’ve seen you write in a long time.

CCR: yep. Of all the grammatical weaknesses I could have, it’s typically run-ons for one reason or another.

So, the reason I haven’t posted since… *checks the date of her last post (when it’s been so long I don’t remember, there’s a problem. XD;)* … Tuesday?! It had to have been later than that! *checks her World and myO; by the way, like the background change?* … yep, since Tuesday. DANG! I must have been busier than I thought I was. But yeah, the rest of the school week mainly consisted of Constitution Day on Wednesday, our officers-only Anime Club meeting on Thursday among other things, and Friday was Club Day! And we had two Soras, since Sora-chan (our president, formerly known in other posts as Neko-chan) wore her KH1 Sora outfit and let Korey wear her KH2 Sora. If I can find the YouTube video she put together from stuff that went on at lunch later, I’ll put it up for you guys. Then Friday night was the first activity for Youth Conference: we all got together in the cultural hall of the stake center, which was decorated to look like a movie theater, and watched the videos all of the wards in our stake made. I think my voice was either faded or cut out of the recording for ours (I was one of the singers of a modified-lyrics version of Bleeding Love)… But oh well. Then there was the dance afterward until 10 pm (reason I didn’t post that night).

Ed: you forgot to mention the “red carpet” they set up at the doorway.

CCR: yeah, but other than the leaders acting like paparazzi and taking pictures left and right, that isn’t all that special.

Then I woke up bright and early yesterday for the breakfast they had planned: burritos that wouldn’t hold together after I opened it up ever so slightly to put some salsa in with the eggs+potato+sausage mix. After everyone ate, we were split into groups and started rotations. The first two rotations were games pretty much, and then the last two were more serious/lesson-type atmosphere. The one on dating I honestly think my brother should have been there for.

Ren: as if it would have done anything to motivate him to control his hormones instead of letting them control him?

CCR: it would’ve been worth a shot.

“They’re on the table!”

“Let’s GO”

Well, guess that’s my cue to end this for now.

Continued: 1:27 pm

Eh, I’m a little late in continuing this, but oh well. We had choir practice and everything after church, so yeah. After lunch yesterday we had a few more activities on dance lessons, manners, and a service project, and then we went home until dinner at 6. They set it up like a formal restaurant so we had to use our etiquette skills. But then when we got our dessert, one of the guys at our table opened up his ice cream container to find his half-eaten already. Our theory: the leader that was storing them at their house prior to this had kids, and one of them got to that particular ice cream container.

Goku: man do I feel bad for that guy. But still… he could’ve at least accepted the cake offer after they said they’d run out of ice cream.

CCR: I know, but who knows? Maybe he just really doesn’t like cake.

Then afterwards, like any church-type function, it ended with a testimony meeting until somewhere between 8:45 and 9. Then afterwards Kyarri called and we talked for a bit.

Ren: a bit? You were yakking until 10 pm.

CCR: I know.

So today… got up at 6:45 or so for church. Mom made cinnamon rolls, but we had to wait until after we got home to eat them because we were running somewhat late. At church, my brother was ordained a teacher (second office in the Aaronic priesthood, young men ages 14 to 16), and I ended up getting released from my calling as the Laurels president. So I no longer have to get up in front of the Young Women every Sunday and I don’t have to do Opening Exercises for mutual anymore. And best of all… no more BYC! W00t! Then we had choir practice and came home. I’m still home now, with my hair still straight from when Mom took the straightener to it last night.

Allen: Lavi and I are back from our – O_O… who are you and what did you do to CCR?!

CCR: it’s me, Mom just straightened my hair. And even so it’s still a tiny bit curled on the ends. And for some reason MSN isn’t working right now, so this really might not go up until tonight.

Ren: wasn’t that your plan in the first place?

CCR: yeah pretty much.

Ren: then why are you restating it?

CCR: *shrug* dunno. I was almost going to change my mind. … and commercials are getting stupider and stupider by the day.

Ed: I hear you there. Wait, why are we-

CCR: it just came up. Well, might as well end this off until after we get back to Aunt Mary’s.

Continued at 9:12 pm.

Well, that was rather nice. I took a nap for a bit because the comp started acting screwy on me, then Kyarri called and we talked for a bit, we had dinner, and then we went to Aunt Mary’s. Andrew and I actually scooped out the cookie dough onto the pans and put it in the oven, I drew while my parents talked with Mary about the date that they [Mom and Dad; don’t know if we’ll be included in this or not, but most likely] will finally be sealed. Now we’re home, and I’m exhausted… tiredness and weird conversations with parents do not go well together except to fatigue the victim even more. Speaking of which, I better head to bed while it’s still this early (good thing I typed this up in intervals throughout the day, huh?) Until next time, ja ne!

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