...and so i buckled. next thing you know, ill be drinking smartwater.
really, this only means bill and debbie have yet another annoying blog to keep up with. on the plus side, however, i promise not to call and yap about my weekend and then refer you to my blog for the exact same details. no offense erica :)
im not altogether sure what i want this site to be about. i clearly suck at calling people, which totally diminishes the phone-in-water accident i had today (eek!), so this could turn into a re-hashing of my life's events. or, maybe ill take on bill's leaf and share some deeper thoughts. God bless yall.
ill start with all that shallow and superficial material that is my life. friday night--went up to sandy for a huge party that turned out to be anything but. three 6 mafia was there, but old black men dont stay fly-i-i-i-iiii-iiiiiiiiiiiii for long. and ill thank adam for being the only one to catch that reference.
dont mind me, im just gonna slap on the same picture randomly throughout my posts. anyways, these first two were us all ready for a freaky, friday night.other than that, i really just worked this weekend. its always an experience at the lobster. 100% of the time i get really odd reactions that im a byu attendee. mind you...im in a long sleeve, white button-down shirt that's completely buttoned-up...so immodesty isnt whats throwin' them for a loop. i think the employees are just shocked i have teeth...so a college education is completely unnerving. the customers...i dont know...freak nasty old men that dont think big-haired blondes can have half a brain? either way...rude.
two of our favorite boys to the left...south africans here for rugby. plus, they provide great connections...if you know what i mean ;)besides beer, boys, and vegas...theres actually been a lot on my mind recently. some crazy crap has gone down here, and i am realizing the importance in searching out life's miracles. when returned missionaries turn out to be shady, families-for-forever fall apart, and it feels like you cant catch a break...i am learning that lasting faith must become so much more than a belief. lasting faith demands so much and requires you to actively search out the good things. otherwise, life just turns completely monotonous and draining and full of disappointment. and so im on a mission for miracles.
on that note, im peacing out. im going to make a bucket list...maybe itll make it here. love you all (assuming i have a family only reader-base).
8 comments:
The search for God in your life is the fun part because when it happens there's no denying it! You can never let what's going on around you (what other people are doing) determine your own personal faith.
PS: How do I get the addresses of your girlfriends?
Father disturbs me. Sweet blog.
Read mine. I should be famous. And remove that piece of crap word verification. It sucks. And perhaps if you dressed like a whorre at work people would be more likely to assume you went to BYU. Just a thought.
Oh Amandaaaaaaaa. It is about time. Now I can know what you are doing since you never call me and never answer any phone call I have to offer you. I hope you will actually update your blog often. Stay away from beer and vegas and get a little closer to the boys. Mmmk love you. Adam loved his reference. Thank you.
Oh and keep your friends away from deep thoughts. yikes.
Just because you saw two black men in Sandy, Utah doesn't mean they are from a rap group. What a racist!-Adam
Hey Amanda, I'm so glad you jumped ship to blogging. I too am sick of the myspace thing, check facebook and well in the end I enjoy blogging a whole lot more. I guess its because you can pretty much talk about anything and well the readers will be either supportive or offended. Too bad if they were offended they should've stopped reading a long time ago. So I'm confused, are you in Utah or Georgia for the summer? Because if your in Utah lets get together. You can come with me to the wallace reunion. It would only be so sweet ;). I'm at triciawallace.blogspot.com. Come read.
call me. we'll work on it. and lets be honest here. minus the boys, where i live is way cooler than where you live so why don't you ship yourself out here??
new blog please.
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