I really shouldn't be as embarrassed about what happened, BUT I super am. I'm not desperate. I'm just bold. And awkward and weird. But beautiful too. Or else it wouldn't have happened, right? I'm not used to that kind of attention. I don't even know. This isn't making sense.
In other news, Sister Dalton came to BYU today! She's my hero. I have so much love in my heart for her! She said some truly wonderful things. I took about two pages of notes, and I can't wait until I can get a copy of her devotional. She reaffirmed my decision to serve a mission.