Antes de I Begin the Day

I woke up from another vivid dream at 9 and just typed it down. It went from 5am to 9am, when my alarm was going off and I had to press it. It was a good dream; then again, all of mine are good and way cool. They could totally be movies. 

TODAY'S WEDNESDAY!!! I just realised that!! Piano tonight.

Piano lesson was moved to Thursday because Teacher had sore throat and a hoarse voice. 

Home teacher came over (the other one didn't because he didn't call him) and he's this nice guy from our ward who actually seems to care for our family. I didn't realise how much my parents (and I suppose I myself) had missed having company. It's always like that. You don't realise how much you needed something until you get it again and then it's like, "whoa, I was depraved". I was surprised that even I enjoyed it. Wanna hear something odd? I miss the ward in K-Ville, even though all the young moms were gossipy and a lot were immature, they were less busy and did things like parties and such a lot more than these old fogies do, and since dad was in school with most of the husbands, we got invited to parties for New Years, Christmas, etc. But whatever. That's my fault for not appreciating it. And I definitely DEFINITELY miss the wards at BYU-I. I remember one Sunday (it may have been the first Sunday, which was a fast Sunday), the bishop told us that the way the wards were run at BYU-I (or he may have just said "college") was the most perfect, because we got our home teaching/visiting teaching done, because nearly everyone was there on time, because they had a very very high attendance rate. And it's true. I want that ol' Spirit of Ricks back. But only two and a half more months, and I'm back. WAANNTTTT!!

I need patience.

Time to go be alive. Pardon.