Missed the Boat

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I should have posted this a long time ago but I didn't. Sorry. Anyways I got my mission call to the Dominican Republic Santo Domingo East mission!!! AWESOME! I am very excited to serve the people there and spread the gospel. But I also can't deny that I am way excited to sight see and be on a tropical Island.




To bad I can't swim or play really that is going to be torture for me : ( I have heard a lot of stuff about the DR since getting my call and everything seems to make me more excited. The people are nice, very excepting to gospel in general, I get my own maid, the fruit is amazing, the beaches are paradise, lots of colonial history, and tons of other good stuff. The worst part about it is having to wait till November 4th. ugh

So I recently realized that I have a secret love. This is a love so secret that it was actually secret from myself until recent realization. In fact its so secret that I thought at one point it was actually hatred but now I think its love. Love for a girl named: my radio at work.

The way I stumbled upon this love was listening to the radio at work one normal day I think it was this past Tuesday. I had turned on the radio around ten that morning and decided to tune into a different station then my usual ones. I turned on 100.7. Within two hours of running around at work I had heard different sections of Lady Gag fests song Love Game FOUR different times!! WOW! Plus its already an inappropriate song for pretty much anyone to hear.

That is when I found out that I have a love for old rock and roll like def leopard, AC/DC, Ozzy Osborne, Metallica, the Beatles, queen, led zeppelin and basically the classic stuff. Of course I still need to do some research on the new found love and see if its really true but I'm pretty sure it is. An ideal day at work consist of me flipping through 101.1, 103.1, 103.5, 104.7 and taking some filthy car inside and out and spending endless hours detailing it without interruption. Turning it from a lump of dump into a sparkling beauty.

Last Sunday: Sam Orton's farewell talk. This day just kind of brought the reality of the situation to me that Sam really is leaving. He did a great job on his talk and overall it was a great day full of friends and happiness and fond memories of better times. With the fact that he was leaving looming over us all day.

Monday: I went to work. Work was pretty much the same. I think we went to wing shack this day? Verify me if im wrong. After work we watched The Burbs. Pretty good movie props to Parker.

Tuesday: Woke up and felt like I needed to throw up, then I did. Spent the day at home sick and watched The office all day. Then went to turn my papers into the bishop, said bye to Sam.

Wednesday: Longest day of work in my life.

Thursday: Just another long day of work with my mind lost all day.

Friday: Really busy day at work. Then I went to the carnival later with Jeff, Parker and Andie.

Saturday: Slept in. Went and spent way more on a new phone then I planned to but it is pretty sweet. Then I got ready for the sweetest show of my life. Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band, it was awesome. I really wanted to get an autograph and would of if I knew Parker was staying late to see him and got to touch him. But really its my own fault.

Sunday: Dropped my parents off at the airport and saw the Real Salt Lake team and didn't have the guts to bug them and ask for an autograph again. Then I came home and went to church. It was really strange to not have Sam there and a reminder that he is gone but i'm pretty sure the church is still true.

With all of my best friends leaving on missions soon and me getting a call pretty quick I have been thinking. Among other things oddly enough it has been making me think of Eragon the book series. I am a fan of these books and I know how geeky that seems but I do like them. In the book there is magic and spells of all sorts but the ultimate way to use magic is to know a persons or objects true name. The true names are not the name you go by like "Creed Stephens" there like a description of your deeper personality. I feel like this is how mission calls are and if you guess where someone is going then you know them and its almost like their true name. I wish I knew my true name right now..

This will do for now but I am still not satisfied at all. And as for the title of my blog I thought I had a good one but then I realized how much better it could be. Plus the one I had in mind reminded me of a blink 182 song so that kind of blew it.

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So I decided that my blog title is pretty lame and needs some work. The sad part is I can't think of anything better at the moment, and by better I mean inspirational/deep or something better then just my name?? It just seems like I have been using my name for everything lately. Is that really selfcentered of me? Or am I just very uncreative and unthoughtfull. Well by the end of the night I should have a new title and hopefully have worked on my blog a lot. So really there is no point to this post. the end