My brother who is serving his mission in Chile got to call my Mom on Mother’s Day, and I couldn’t.
Coming home for graduation and getting final grades is going to work out.
When I was teaching Family Home Evening, I finally told all the girls in my house about Erin. I cried so hard.
I taught them how to play FruitBasket. They loved it. And also made up their own rules.
I played basketball today.
I told the girls in my room about a boy I have a secret crush on here. Bad Idea. I can’t believe I forgot that Latinos don’t know how to keep secrets. Girls or Boys.
I am not going to read the next Twilight Books.
28 days left.
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