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I woke up this morning and looked out the window. I almost cried. Truly cried. And here is why: I saw blue sky. The sun was shining, and the birds were singing at it was 44 degrees outside. My heart was so full of joy I wanted to sing. And I did. This has to be the first time it has been this warm since the beginning of this semester. I almost just wore a sweatshirt… almost.

So today in my dance class we learned two new dances: the waltz and the cha cha. Let me just explain a little about my oh so dear dance class. The male gender participants of that class (bless their hearts) I really do believe are trying their very hardest. After about two months of practice, they finally got the foxtrot and swing down, but there is just something about the waltz that none of them can get. 1…2…3, 1…2…3, 1…2…3… I think they all missed that day in preschool when we learned how to count. That’s okay, we all have sick days. But I can honestly say I have never had my feet stepped on so many times. It is just a little hard to be graceful when your feet are being stomped on every other step. Or maybe it’s just me. But I am sure that it will come with time. Please be sure to include them in your prayers. And my feet too. That would be nice.

Today was also devotional. I’m sure it was a really good one. Yes, I was there, in fact I was supposed to meet up with a boy there. Unfortunately this did not work out so I was sitting all by myself. This is what happens when your roommates don’t go to devotional. But that is okay, I really am not bitter. Anyway so I was sitting there all by myself watching all the gorgeous guys walk past, and then it hit me. I suddenly could hardly keep my eyes open and it was very, very warm. So after the prayer I decided to just close my eyes for two seconds. Next thing I know it’s the closing prayer and I have red sleep lines down my face. The guy behind me was laughing at me. I told him he was dumb. It’s totally okay though. At least I was there right? Heaven points? Maybe?

Oh and one last thing. Today Kiah and I got a beautifully wrapped package from dear Quinci. Inside were delicious sugar cookies. Thank you Quinci. They are so yummy. All of our roommates agree. Maybe you should go on a cooking show or something. I don’t know. Just a thought.