Life is...Itchy

I am currently suffering from hives. Many of them. I have them everyday at 11 or 11:30am and they leave at 5 pm in the evening. A couple stay to work overtime because they are trying to work their way through school and feed their families and are desperate for money. Maybe I should just give them a raise. One of these days I will figure out what I am allergic to and then they will become someone else's hives. That will be grand. Nothing new to report from the Centennial front. I am refusing to go to FHE at the Hudson building and am changing my mind about the whole singles ward thing. I am beginning to not like it very much. Anyhow, I am also trying to figure out my schedule for the fall. I don't know how I feel about economics. Actually, I know how I feel. I don't like it but it is one of those things you are required to take. Yuck!
P.S. I like playing croquet. My mom got a set for Mother's day and it is lots of fun but I must say that I agree with Calvin in the fact that the temptation to misuse those mallets is great.

Retractions

I have a retraction to make. Every bad thing I ever said about Mark Twain, I take back. I used to think that I didn't like his writing. I said this without ever having read one of his books. This week I finished "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer." It sufficeth to say that I enjoyed it thoroughly and have determined to read more by the illustrious author.

Other interesting things:
I bought a ticket for California. I am really going. I haven't found a job and am not exactly seeking one but will probably find one when I get back from said trip to California which may be a stupid move on my part but everyone is stupid sometimes.

A friend sent me a package. It was glorious to say the least. He sent me two duckies that superficially look like they are rubber duckies with sailor hats. Upon closer examination they are plastic duckies that contain the tools and stuffs required to blow bubbles. One lobster key chain and a hundred grand (the candy bar unfortunately). He is not my boyfriend and so you can refrain from teasing me because my family has already done so, quite vigorously. Thank you.

I must also confess that I am going to the singles ward here and it ain't so bad. They are quite nice and I guess the whole summer won't be absolute torture.

I don't know what to say...

So life at home has been a pleasant and unpleasant surprise. I am enjoying a carefree life style that will soon have to cease but as long as I can get away with it I am going to continue in this manner. Which is too say that this will all end too soon. I forgot how my family really is. I forgot the minor details in my enthusiasm to come home. It has taken me by surprise. I guess I will live.
P.S. There really isn't much to say at home. I am dreading going to the singles ward so much that I might just attend my parents family ward. I guess I am assuming that everyone will be just the same as before I went to school and that this will suck real bad. I don't know. I guess I will give it a shot. I mean it's only four months, right?