It's funny how miserable I thought I was. How terrible I thought life was and that it couldn't possible get any worse and no one understood me.
(much like many high schoolers I'm sure)
But I look back on that time now with fondness, often wishing to go back. Hoping that those minuscule problems could be mine again instead of the problems that I face now.
I wonder if years down the road I will look back on this time and feel the same.
Wow.
I really didn't plan for my blog to match up so well with the title. I just took that from an old +44 song. Perhaps there is a lesson to be learned there.
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Nah.
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Keeping with my fashion, I will inform you on my gym time, dear interwebs:
I have become extremely self-conscious about my body.
Little things that I never even noticed before now drive me crazy day after day...
"Why can't I get rid of this fat here?"
"Why aren't my arms bigger?"
"Why do I have so many freaking freckles?!"
"Why aren't my arms bigger?"
"Why do I have so many freaking freckles?!"
So my gym time has been amazing lately, and I have seen tons of improvements.
But it seems that the grass isn't really greener on the other side, because once you get what you want there is always something more to want leaving you constantly disappointed.
That is a very bleak outlook on life.
This is why we are taught as members of the church to be grateful for what we have and ever embrace the spirit of thanksgiving.
One of the deadliest sins is the sin of ingratitude, after all.
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I severely enjoy baths. To the extent I would rather do very little else above this activity.
Just thought you should know.
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Update on life:
-Thanksgiving was good. Ate at my bishop's house and also watched football there. Then watched movies afterwards at my apartment with a friend or two who were also unfortunate enough to be marooned in Rexburg.
-Thanksgiving was good. Ate at my bishop's house and also watched football there. Then watched movies afterwards at my apartment with a friend or two who were also unfortunate enough to be marooned in Rexburg.
-Got a job offer for winter semester to work in the oil fields of North Dakota making a LOT of money. I will most likely accept this offer and return to Rexburg a king!
-Rendezvoused with a friend from my first semester tonight. Had her and one of her friends over. We watched Warrior(the greatest movie ever). Brenton had his current lady friend over.
After bringing my friends home I tried to give Brenton and his lady some alone time and so I drove around to multiple apartments of people I know and tried to make visits or see if anyone needed anything. No luck. So I came home dejected and embarrassed to interrupt their alone time.
So I naturally grabbed my guitar and computer and headed upstairs to again give them alone time. This worked well until I snapped one of my guitar strings.
So I, again, walked downstairs and apologized for interrupting.
Now here I am writing this. Which is good because I have not updated in so very, very long.
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It is Movember.
Which means that I of course am dawning my official MoBro attire and growing out my upper lip hairs to the extent that some appreciate them and others recoil in horror.
Which means that I of course am dawning my official MoBro attire and growing out my upper lip hairs to the extent that some appreciate them and others recoil in horror.
This year I have had much more of the first reaction than the latter. Both previous years my mustache has been met with disgust from a good majority of those who have the pleasure of viewing it. This year, however, I am receiving much praise and admiration for it!
I think the best comment was that I looked like I should be solving mysteries. I take that as a compliment.
Perhaps if it works out well enough I may keep it past the end of November. But I doubt it.
It is ALSO Thanksgiving break, so even though I should only have a mustache in the following picture I will have much more. Because during breaks I am inclined to not shave, as you should know by now if you have EVER read my blog before...
It just occurred to me that I have fantastic eyebrows.
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If you were one of the millions foolish enough to go out shopping on this day, or you know of someone who did, I hope that all is well, you are safe, and most importantly that you got the thing that you were willing to risk life and limb for.
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Well, I think that is a sizable update for this evening. I shall return at a later date to again fill you in on the terribly exciting and important details of my life!
~Boy
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