Thank You Seminary Teachers

These last few weeks have been very hard. My temporary little brother is in the hospital again. I am in my Junior year of high school and am trying to figure out which colleges to send my ACT scores to. I'm taking an ACT prep class. I have all Honors classes thanks to the fact that my high school doesn't offer anything less than honors. I have no part of my body that's in alignment with the rest. I've been doing yoga in Fit for Life, and can't even do the parts that require me to lay flat on my back, because my body is in to much pain to lay flat. I can't sleep without strange unsettling dreams, or replays of the worst parts of my life thus far. (not yet in my twenties, I doubt life "could never get harder than this!" and I'm OK with that) I have a strange guy at school who will not take the hint and leave me alone, and even went so far yesterday as to hug me after I had clearly said no you may not hug me. To add to all this, my parents want to list our house to sell by this Saturday. Headaches are normal for me, not having one is very strange, but lately it's not having migraines that's strange. I have seen my dad hardly at all over the last couple weeks, and never when he has time. The highlight of my day are the last two of my eight classes each day: Seminary and Ballroom. I love music with my entire being. Seminary is the only way I get through the day. Today I couldn't take everything anymore, so I walked out to the seminary building during lunch, and asked my Seminary teacher to give me a blessing, he grabbed one of the other seminary teachers and though neither of them had oil, they gave me a blessing of comfort and peace. I'm not scared to sleep tonight, and I'm pretty sure I can make it through the end of the school year without my brain exploding. Thank you so much dear seminary teachers all over!

Strangest Tan Lines Ever!

I went to an AMAZING competition last night! Ballroom nationals at BYU Provo = WONDIFEROUS. I had to get up early today despite the fact that I didn't have school, and ended up at my ACT Prep class from 9 to 12:15, when I got home it was warm outside and I had homework to do. since I didn't have the money to go to Nationals again today, I decided to do homework outside on my tramp after I took a shower. I had shorts on and a cao sleeve shirt. I have a sunburn all the way from my left heel to the top of the back of my left thigh, and one on the inside of my right leg from my ankle to the top of my thigh. I also have a sunburn on the left side of my face. you may ask how I got sunburnt in such strange places, I fell asleep on my text book at noon, that's how. randomly enough though, only the back of my left thigh and my cheek hurt.

Life, Love, and Muscled Limph nodes?!?

So life, I't pretty good in all, I went on my second official date, and had a blast! Love, I LOVE my boyfriend to pieces! he is SO adorably cute! Muscled limph nodes?!? well here's the lowdown, Sunday (the day after my date) I was sitting in church, and I rest my chin on my hand while I'm listening, and there is a very sore lump under the right side of my chin! I was confused, but my limph nodes swelling isn't earth shatering. So I go to my parents house and have my mom look at it, she says it's fine, so I go to school the next day like normal. The lump gets a little bigger, but not much. That night it's hurting, so I have my mom look at it again, again she says it's fine and I probably have a toothache or a sorethroat that brought it on. The problem with that theory is that I haven't had a sore throat, and my teeth don't ache, or even tickle. The next morning my parents are at the hospital all day with a sibling sporting a high fever and random pains. The lump get substantially bigger, and is now a hard lump somewhere inbetween the size of a very large cherry, or a smallish golf ball. when I get home from school my dear mother, who had been up for over 48 hours, was sleeping and I was rather uninclined to wake her, so my older sister wrote a note telling my mom how worried she was about my lump. Before heading back to the hospital thismorning, she came into my room to check on me. she turned on my lamp, pointed it directly at my face and proceeded to poke my neck to find the darn thing. It had decreesed in size to about the size of a Costco cherry (the biggish kind) so she had me check and make sure my back teeth aren't infected, then she looks down my throat for inflemation, there was nothing abnormal with either, so I go to school with the lump still a mystery. It's almost smaller than a normal cherry now, and I'm hoping this means I won't have to have it checked by anyone besides my mom.