What the Other Half Doesn't See

Between the hours of 10 p.m. (or whenever I finish my blog postings) and 6 a.m. (or whenever I get to seminary.)

Last night:
I was tired- no...that was NOT a fake yawn















So I went to my bathroom to get cleaned up for the night














I look like a zombie in this picture as I brush my teeth

And then I go to my room and it is a wreck. No surprise. I'm such a slob sometimes.

But I clean up nicely, so it all works out in the end

And then I picked out the clothes that I was going to wear for today.

And I climbed in my bed, wanting to go to sleep finally...

But then I realized that I had forgotten something very important... so I sit up, grab my scriptures, and start reading where I left off in first Nephi.

And then I did my journal enty for the day. Nothing much. Just a short little entry-three lines or more.

My personal favorite entry of late:

And then after my prayer, I go to bed.

The next morning, 4:55 a.m.

It is too dang early for this!

And it is still too early a half an hour later...

And then I leave to go to Seminary, looking half dead every morning. At 5:40. Oh. the joys of being the seminary teachers daughter

SEMINARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The parking lot of the church- too cold for me. I'm moving to Florida when I'm done with my bachelors!

And then I go to school and deal with the same crap that I deal with everyday. But I'll talk about that later. And then I get home from school, work on that crazy college application from four to 6:30, and then go to our ward Family Home Evening, where the incredible Elders taught a lesson and I got socialize for a while, and eat.

And then we go to dollar tree and buy an assortment of candies and gorge on them when we get home...

The Remainder

And so here I sit... ready to start the cycle over again...

except tommorrow we are watching MacBeth in school.

I'm not a big fan of Shakespeare-people die enough in real life. I would rather watch or read something that doesn't have to do with dying.

Speaking of which, there was a local soldier in Iraq who was killed just a few days ago.

And a girl was hit and killed by a car while trying to cross the street yesterday.

Oh, and all of those people in Haiti, suffering.

There is too much pain in this world.

I'm glad that I have happiness in my life. =)

And so I sit here and read my Fantasy Novel.

And hope for better days to come.

HikerChik