There's this weird thing where you turn 18 & all the sudden people want to know what your marriage plans are/who you're currently dating/if you plan on getting married in college/if you think you'll really make it till your mission/if they can set you up with their cute friend, son, neighbor, etc.
It's kind of ridiculous.
Like, I'm all for dating. Bring on the boys, is my motto. But marriage? I've been 18 for a month. Let's just hold our horses, shall we?
In other news, I've spent the last two weekends in Utah. Last minute plane tickets hurt my pocket but sooth my soul. Am I poetic or what? More on all that soon, I promise.
Also spring break was the best. I spent most of my time hunting for ghosts at the local haunted hotel, telling scary stories in my car, and watching horror movies with da homies. And now that I'm thinking about it, that was kind of the theme for the week? Scary stuff? I don't know what has gotten into me.
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