Song of the blog: Zucker_Peter Fox
May I begin by saying that walking the streets of Provo, Utah is WAY different than walking the streets of Parsons, Kansas. In Parsons you can walk down the middle of the street and if a car comes up to you they will go around because they are probably your neighbor. In Provo, you press the button, walk between the lines, and walk fast. Or die. I learned that on my first day here.
My job interview went very well. I feel confident, as long as I can get my schedule changed enough to have 4 hour blocks of work time every weekday.
But the funniest thing happened. 11 o clock came around and still I didn't know where my roomate was. I had a time of freaking out. I was talking to Jimi on facebook and we were way worried. I called around, and everybody was working or out of town. I called the bishop and got the Relief Society President's number. I called her and finally someone was home. Then I walked into my living room and someone was sleeping on my couch. Who did it turn out to be. My missing roomate.... Chelsea. Who felt dumb at that moment? Heaven Faith Virtue. Me. But having my RSC Pres's number turned out to be a good thing. Because Chelsea and I were uber confused by the construction all around where we were told the bulding is. But I got there. And as I said, it went well. Then I walked home. Now I'm going to go try to pay some of my rent. H-girl out.
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