I flew back to Provo today and Im working tonight. I was a half hour early because no one told me I didn’t have to come in till 11. Oh well. This break was great and I wish it didn’t have to end so early. I didn’t do a whole lot but I felt like I was busy the whole time. I got to see some of my siblings and it was so much fun. Ive been wanting to change my hair so I got highlights a couple of days ago. I only trust one person to color my hair and of course she did a great job. Ill try to take a picture of myself and post it. I also went to the eye doctor and got new glasses. They’re red and I cant wait till they come in. Ok, so its time for a story. This afternoon I boarded my flight and sat down at my assigned seat. There was a guy sitting next to me around my age and we started talking about school and where we were going and all of that stuff. He then asked me if I was from Pasco and I told him no, Im from Mattawa. He then told me he didn’t know anyone from Mattawa but he knew some people that had relatives out there. He asked me if I knew a Michelle Stoddard. Well, that’s my cousin! It was such a coincidence. He apparently grew up just down the road from her and he also knows my Uncle Clint and his family and my grandpa. Small world! I usually don’t enjoy my flights but I didn’t mind this one. Now my dear sisters please don’t get ahead of yourselves and start asking me questions. Anyways, (Michael I know its anyway but I just cant seem to stop saying anyways) Im back in Provo and waiting for my roommates and friends to get back so I wont be so bored. Im gong to be home alone for four days so I welcome all calls, texts, or any kind of communication.