Weekends

I love weekends. For the most part that is. Sleeping in, really eating for the first time all week, less school work, football games, cleaning (yes mom I actually enjoy that now!), these are all wonderful things that come from the weekend. The start of this weekend wasn't something that I would consider a great start. My little brother called me really upset about somethings that had happened at home. If I was scared about anything when moving out to Utah, it was that I wouldn't be able to help my little brother any more. I wouldn't be the one to listen to him when he was upset or help him to calm down.

Well this was a sure test for me because he was trying to decide whether or not to act rash or to stay calm and do what he was told (which isn't the path he usually chooses). I was able to get him to go to the bathroom and calm down before he thought about any other decisions he might be able to make. I made him go find Twilight and start reading it. I am so grateful for the bond that my brother and I have because he listens to me out of sheer trust and that is something that is really keeping me out here at school and not running back to North Carolina to rescue him when he needs me. Well anyway, after loads of salty water pouring from my tear ducts in the corner of my eyes, I went to a Warren Miller film and got a free lift ticket to The Canyons down somewhere.

 I love not knowing anything about the area I am living in, it is always such an adventure. Well after the movie I went and played Fugitive with a ton of kids on campus and Brett and I dominated! We decided not to play the second round and we walked back together. I really got to know him; not only is he very handsome, he is very smart and has a GREAT head on his shoulders. I was very impressed with the person I hardly knew anything about until last night. It was great. Well today I slept in until noon then got up and cleaned the apartment and did my laundry until three. I finally decided to get dressed and do something. I went to Brett's and talked to him for a while then Sister Johnson called me.

Whenever I talk to her, I feel such love even over the phone that I usually end up in tears. Most of the time nothing is said to make me emotional, its just the fact that I am talking to her and I really miss her. She is like the mother that I have always wanted, but never had. Not that my mother hasn't been wonderful, they just each serve different purposes in my life. I talked to her about the situation back home and she helped talk me through it because having the job of calming my brother down left me without a chance to really be emotional or think about the situation the way I would've normally done if I wouldn't have had to keep my brother safe.

Well I decided to go to the Sports Academy and go tumble and work on bars for a little while. I hurt my wrist on bars and got bored just doing back handsprings and back tucks so I decided to go home. Brett let me tag along with him and three of his buddies, two of which I just had the pleasure of meeting. We went up to this house to meet up with a few more friends, but we just played in the back yard while we were waiting. Have you ever just done something that was so simple, yet so enjoyable that you did want to stop? Well tonight I did that. I got on a teeter totter with Brett and life just seemed simple again. I didn't have a care in the world about anything. I was really happy tonight just being silly. Well we went shooting clay pigeons with glowing goo from glow sticks poured over them so that we could see them when we threw them. We had some funny mishaps and then we ended up leaving.

Brett and I went and got Baitos and had a good old conversation. Then I went and saw Chelsea and Margot was with her. I felt a little awkward because of a situation with all three of us girls, but oh well, life goes on. Now I am in bed and should be asleep because Relief Society is going to come so early! Well I guess that means good night!