Huh. There's the Washington Monument. I must be in D.C.

Luckilly being on a mission the past eighteen months hasn't affected my sister's sense of style. I feel good about these ones.

One of the problems with being as blind as I am is when I'm picking out new frames I can't tell what they look like on my face. I always have to bring along people who's taste I trust to tell me when I look good.

Three hours and six minutes later...Kong rocks.

Laura's back!

To quote my cousin Beckie, "I don't think there's anything I like better than Edge on piano."

That blob in the middle? His Edgeness, in the flesh.

...and that would be Bono.

Wait, where am I again? Oh, yeah. U2 concert.

Awww. You can always count on Adam and Ben for a birthday ballad. Happy Birthday Aubrey!!!

People ask me how I keep my self-esteem up living with such a sexy sexy roommate. To be honest I don't know what to tell them. 

Pretty flowers. If you ever get a chance go explore the BYU Greenhouse. Its fun times. 

Ah no. Not again. Hobbs hit her head and all her intelligence is spilling out.

Waahhhh! Pretty soon Shlee's gonna leave us for a better place. She's dying. And by "dying" I mean "going to work at Disneyworld for the next 8 months." Why? Why? 

Oh my gash! Its Shlee's birthday! And a happy one at that! 

Okay peoples, get to know this face well. I don't know how you're gonna work this if you're looking at this picture on a computer but you've got to hug Liz Stitt before every exam you take. I did and I basically rocked my Nihongo test right afterwards. Consider this a public service. 

Sooooo...its finals week here at BYU. I think we're holding it together pretty well. Yyyyyep.