I've finally moved into my apartment! My kitchen stuff all has a home. The stray bags found a place under my bed, although I'll need to lower the elevation in the near future. I don't want to be queen of the room. Also, it was a little scary getting out of bed.
I got to do the family names in the temple today. I went and got baptized for the two girl names, then they confirmed me at the waters edge. After that they asked me if I wanted to do a few more names, and of course I did. Right after I got out of the font, a guy got baptized for the guy name. From the time I walked into the temple from the time I walked out was about 15 minutes. It was a really nice experience. But I felt a little silly when I walked out, because I didn't bring a brush or anything so I had the dripping crazy hair. Turns out a bride and groom had just come out. Someday, a couple will be watching their wedding video and see me dripping wet in the background.
I went running this morning at 7:30 and it was really great. I didn't even feel like throwing up. But it is really hard running in Utah because there is no air here. Oh, well. I'll get used to it.
Oh, also, I reeeeeeeeeeally need to write my missionaries. It's been a week since I've gotten their letters, so I really need to write them with my new address.

Horray for 98!

I just moved most of my stuff into my new apartment, and I am totally excited. For once in my college life, I feel organized. I know where everything is, and my room already looks cute. I decorated and everything. Turns out I love those little plastic hooks with the stickies on the back more than ever! My only question is, how did I acquire so many winter clothes? Seriously, I have like a million sweaters, jackets, coats, and an endless supply of thick socks and scarves. Where did they all come from? I'll be glad to have them in a couple of months, but for now they are all sitting on a shelf in a closet. All I have left to do to be completely moved it is find places for all my kitchen stuff, raise up my bed, and stick the random leftover stuff under it. I can't wait!

Miscellaneous

I was just reading Sister Flanagan's blog, and she said remember who you are at the end. This made me think of something my Book of Mormon teacher once said while everyone was filing out of the classroom after the bell: Remember who you are... and don't let it get you down! I loved Brother Swift, the hippie/convert teacher. I don't know, it's just a good story.
Mom and I went on a long walk this morning, and it was totally fun. It was also nice not to have slept in until 10 or 11. Holly Mom and I saw Hairspray today, and it is a really great, upbeat movie. I especially liked Seaweed, but that's a different story.
BJ and I went on a date last night. We went to this really nice Thai food restaurant kind of by ESRI, and we were going to go mini golfing afterwards, but we had to take Brother Laurence on some errands. So, we postponed the after dinner fun for today. We're going to sneak into the Johnson's backyard and play ping pong. You can tell who got to plan it. =)
The closer it gets to me leaving Redlands, the sadder I get about leaving. I'm also nervous about going back up to Provo and having to go to all my hard classes, and having to meet new people in my ward and classes and apartment. I don't have any idea as to who I'm going to be living with, so I hope they're nice. I am TOTALLY excited to see Roxy again. I've been thinking about her a ton lately, and telling Roxy stories and stuff. When we get up to Provo, I'm going to see if we can find her. Maybe I'll have to stalker-net her. Whatever it takes...

Last night was fun, because I got to make Mom a blog. It turns out that blogs are so much easier to get now then they were way back when I got mine. I tried to find the place to add links to her blog, but it took me a while because it's different than mine... and way easier. She is so funny though, because I was typing what she was saying, and she called me Boom Shadow instead of Julie, because she doesn't want someone to take her children. I said that it is nearly impossible for someone to steal your identity if you don't write all your personal information. But no, she is concerned about someone coming to our house and stealing her children away. She is silly.
So I am feeling 100% finally. My throat looks amazing, but I honestly think I'm going to have a scar on one of my tonsils. I'm not tired. Mom and I went on a long intense walk this morning, and it felt great. Kirk and I have gone running a couple of times. I have an appetite again, and I can eat more than two bites of food before getting full. I haven't gained my weight back yet, but I think a big part of that was that I lost a lot of muscle. So now that I'm active again, hopefully I'll be getting some of it back, and therefore, the weight back.
Yesterday I got to spend the day with Kirk and his friends. First we went and got sushi with the incomparable Kenny Brown. He is more dreamy than ever! It was pretty funny to hear Kenny talk about when Kirk was telling him about this "Julie Chatfield" person, and he said that he knew me. Good times. So then Kirk and I went back to his house, and we started making this Italian dish that sounded really good. I've never chopped so intensely in my life! But I did learn eggplant is really fun to cube. I got to watch Kirk and his brother give their dad a healing blessing, and it made me respect Kirk that much more. Anyways, his friend Diego joined us, and he brought over his Wii. This dude is really funny and chill, and he was very understanding when I was having difficulties with the Wii. I had to go home before I could taste the dish that Kirk and I were making, but that's OK. It was fun to help make. All in all, I'm really glad I have a hang out friend. I'm feel bad that I have to take a car to do it, since he lives in Yucipa, but I'll only be around for a week and a half more, so I've got to cherish this time we have together, before he goes off to...Prague... or wherever he gets called.

Getting Better

So I've seen three different doctors in the past two weeks. The last one was to get a prescription that the previous one had given me, but we lost it. You know it's got to be really bad for me to ask to go to the doctors. So we went, and she gave me the medicine. I got it at lunch, and by the end of the day I was already feeling better. It turns out, I love steroids!!! This is the end of the second day of my being on them, and I already feel soooo much better. My throat doesn't hurt when I swallow, and the puss pockets have shrunk a ton. I know that sounds gross, but I've had them for three weeks. It was getting old, and more and more painful. So thank you steroids! My rash is gone, by the way. I'm not as tired as I used to be. I've been sick for a while, and it feels great that I'm finally feeling better.