Black out?

Today I gave plasma. You know that stuff that looks like apple juice that runs through your veins and if you "donate" it they give you money? Good times! I got paid for sitting there, watching "The Goonies"! (Which I didn't get to finish, by the way, which is sad, since I've never seen it before) So after finishing up and getting paid my $30, I headed over to the Dollar Store, where I'd be able to get some clips for my hair. As I was standing in line, I had an odd sensation come over me. My ears started fading and my vision started getting darker. Well, I've has this before, anytime I stand up too fast, but it usually goes away pretty quick, so I thought not much of it and patiently waited for it to go away. Unfortunatly, it wasn't leaving, and as I stood there, it seemed to be getting worse. Now, I've never passed out before, but when your knees start threatening to buckle underneath you, anyone can come up with the brilliant idea "Hey, maybe I shouldn't be standing!" My thoughts were more along the lines of, "This is a very interesting sensation. Should I allow it to go on, or should I say something? If I let it go on, I might actually pass out. That would be a first. But then they would have to call the ambulance, and that could be, not only embarrasing, but expensive as well. So, probably not such a good idea. So, gathering a little energy, I asked for water. Have you ever spoken while in this kind of situation? It's also an interesting experience. Your voice doesn't sound like it's actually yours. You can feel your mouth moving, but you're only half sure that sound is coming out, but somehow the people around you can understand. Noticing the familiar band around my arm, which is always a sure-fire sign that blood has been given, the lady behind me spoke up, "Did you give blood today?" Half of me was thinking "No lady, I just like to put a big section of idodine on my arm and wrap it with this stuff so that I look like I gave blood. It's all part of my conspiracy to take over the world. Hello!" But fortunately, the outside me just nodded. And promptly sat down on the floor in the middle of the aisle. I felt a little better after having a little water, but that didn't stop them from giving me a candy bar and some orangeade. (Is that like lemonade and limeade? How many "ade"s are they gonna make?) People were offering me rides left and right, saying that I shouldn't drive in that condition. For the very first time ever (and probably the last) I was happy that I had my stupid little Tracfone so that I could call my mom instead of bum a rise off of some random stranger. (I'm not good with strangers, especially when they're being overly kind. Weirds me out.) So, I got up to go out to my car and wait, was informed that someone else had paid for all of my stuff, including all of the food and my hair clips, and then was hugged (way too tightly) by the cashier. (Remember what I said about strangers?) I was grateful to be out of there. Now that it's over, I'm glad I had the experience. It will make it that much easier to describe it when I come across a time I need a character to faint in one of my books. Granted, I didn't actually faint, but all that was left was for me to hit the ground. I'll save that for next time.

Phones and more spiders

Well, I now officially have three phones! It's actually driving me nuts. I really don't want to use this "tracfone" thing, but right now I don't have a choice since I can't sign another contract until I know for sure whether or not I'm staying here. So I once again, have a bar phone. I got rid of my other one for a reason! And it this one is anything like Angela's (which I must assume it is, since it's identical) I don't like talking on it. :P But at least I'll have a phone. I just wish I could use my other one. I LOVE my other phone. I even liked my Cricket phone more than I like this one. Ugh. Oh well.

Well, I had a request on the "pouncing spider" story, so I'll tell it to you. I was sitting on Sister Turcotte's porch, talking to her and Sister Fry, when I happened to look over and I saw the above spider crawling across her banister. It's not a very pretty spider, so I was commenting on how ugly it was when it turned and looked at me. I mean, I SERIOUSLY felt like we locked eyes. (Ever locked eyes with a spider? CREEPY!) Anyway, it started wiggling it's butt up and down and just as I was about to laugh and say, "It looks like it's about to pounce me", it DID! I'll be honest, I screamed like a little girl and jumped up and shook myself really hard, just to make sure it wasn't on me. Then I looked at the chair I had been sitting on and there it was. I had to take a picture. Sister Fry and Sister Turcotte were both laughing at me pretty hard and Sister Fry said I probably shouldn't have called it ugly. She's probably right.

The Evils

I hate job hunting. Maybe that's why I still don't have a job. I am just so lazy. And I can't find my resume anywhere on this computer (which is driving me batty - I know, short trip as my dad would say). Why can't people just come to you and say "hey! We're hiring and we would love to have you work for us. Please fill out this application." ? Yeah, I know. It doesn't work that way. :P I've decided that in order to get a job, I should go back to PA. EVERYONE is hiring there. But that would, of course, defeat the purpose of me being here in the first place. So, does anyone know someone who is hiring?
I'd also like to report the evils of Spiders. There is currently one in my bed (I think) because I have two bites on each arms and I don't know where they came from. The only thing I can think of is that I didn't actually kill the spider that was on my bed a week ago, and now it's biting me in revenge for trying to vacuum it up. Well, the joke is on it, because I'll get rid of it somehow or another. Even if I have to completely disinfect my bedroom. (Which would probably be a good idea anyway.) So there EVIL SPIDER! I guess the reason why I didn't kill it before is that I have developed a slight fear of spiders ever since that one spider pounced me at Sister Turcotte's house. It was creepy. I don't like spiders suddenly jumping on me. Even if it did give me slight warning. It still was NOT cool.
Those are the current evils in my life. Hope it was entertaining. Probably not. I'll try better next time.

The Reasons (kind of)

So, the reasons why I'm home, since you have all been asking. Well, it's medical. Yes, it probably has something to do with my Celiac disease, as far as the fact that we're wondering if I even have it at all. The symptoms of whatever I have haven't gone away, so I'm still having problems. We'll be getting me looked at and I get to have all kinds of tests done. I have no idea when or even IF I'll be able to go back out. So, those are (some of) the reasons. The rest, you'll all just have to wonder about, because I'm not going to tell you! :D nope, nothing bad or anything. It's all good. And so none of you wonder, I fasted and prayed a lot about this decision, so I know it's the right one. I'll keep you updated as much as I can.

I'm home!

So I'm home from my mission. I'll have to put a whole bunch of mission pictures up on here so that people can see all of my fun times. Because it has definitely been great fun. It's weird to be home, and yet, it seems completely normal. I'm very excited about my dad's and my date tomorrow in which we are going to the TEMPLE!!! I haven't been in about eight months and the is WAY to long. so I'm going the first chance I get. But I should probably go to bed, I'm still running on Pennslyvania time, so my body thinks that it's 1:15 in the morning. :) Good night!