Since I didn't post pretty much anything about yesterday I will do it today [plus I did nothing today but homework and memorizing my recitation poem (see bottom of post)]. Yesterday started off with a real American breakfast provided by the Mason's. They made us eggs, bacon, hash browns, and french toast. After breakfast we had time to get ready for the group picture. Pretty sure the girls haven't put so much effort into getting ready since the first week here. Lately the majority of kids wear sweatpants or pajamas to class and don't shower or do their makeup until noon. I'll admit I sometimes fall under this category. We all gussied up for a picture that took five minutes to take and then we dressed down again for the talent show. As you can see from the picture we had some singing, painting, and rapping. I haven't laughed so much in a while. It felt good. Knowing we were all forced into our talents by the Mason's made it that much more entertaining.
After a light dinner of pasta salad with hot dog segments (?) we settled down for the Sunday morning conference session. For the afternoon session a couple of us decided to listen to it in the dining room where we could spread out and use our computers. I had to plan classes for fall semester. I hate registration. My schedule never works like I planned, but it'll all turn out I guess. Anyway I'm straying from what I was going to say. Conference went by way faster than it usually does for me. Maybe it's because we actually had days that weren't taken up by 4 hours of conference each day. Although I liked being able to do stuff during the day and watch conference at night, I missed being in Utah for it. It just wasn't the same as watching it at home with my family, which was a constant reminder seeing as the main theme for this conference seemed to be family. Can't wait to see mine in 11 days!!!!
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"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"
-William Wordsworth-
I Wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet cold not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed-- and gazed-- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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