Baja Mountain Dew

We refused to shower. We have gotten ready for the past two days and showering would be the tipping point. And there's no time.

Now that that is clear, we may begin.

At the ring of our alarm clock at 7:41, we both decided breakfast would not be on the agenda for today and proceeded to wake up at 7:53. We quickly dressed in silence, ate some Clif Bars TM, and walked through the tunnel and up the hill to the Tanner Building where we reunited with Purple Ten. We went to a devotional. That's all we can tell you about that.

Then we did some serious things. Nothing worth mentioning.

We met back up with Purple Ten at lunch near the marigolds, the pretty gardens, and the dancing family statue. There, we celebrated Peter's birthday. Peter looks like a character who belongs in Narnia. A human character. We couldn't get close enough to Peter to get an actual photo, but this is what he looks like.

We also bonded with Joseph W (J. Dub). Now, usually we just sing some songs from Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat at him, but today was different. We snapped this photo of him

and requested that he sign it so that we could give it to Peter for his birthday.

Believe it or not, we were tired. So we took these pictures! lol ha

We also demanded a Purple Ten picture and got a Yellow Thirteen to take it for us.

Oh, and Haoran. Go eagles.

After our lunch we took some dreadful tours. They probably weren't dreadful, but they were. However, one bright spot was the negative attitudes of our fellow Purple Tens. It was refreshing. They weren't overly negative, but it was a nice change from the rest of the freshman who look at BYU like it's Disneyland. Mostly, it was just something that deepened the roots of our Purple Ten connection.

Our tour came to a close and it was time for Purple Ten to disperse...for good. We weren't ready for this, but we tried to stay strong. We organized a team cheer and promised our prayers to be with them. No but seriously, we did a team cheer.

While we were sitting by our Y Group leader, Liz, not quite ready to give up the dream, a woman walked by with a tray of cinnamon rolls! Hooray!!! WE LOVE BYU!!!! We informed her how much we appreciated the comfort food and she informed us that it helps the school keep its approval ratings high.

After that we went to the BYU Bookstore to get our free t-shirts with Brigham Young's face on it. That was only the beginning of the free things. There was an informational fair going on and we snagged so much junk. Proof

We came back to the ranch, fed the horse, and had a quick dance party with our sweethearts (suitemates). Fergie and Akon were involved. Akon is forever. Then we went to dinner. No proof. Sorry. But we sat by the windows and enjoyed it.

Ran, showered (believe it), walked to the Friday Night Extravaganza. As soon as we walked onto the field we heard the announcer say "Now sit down. This group will be your core group for the rest of the night." Late again. Core group-less, Purple Ten-less, and alone. We couldn't get closer than a hundred yards after we heard the announcment "now you have forty five seconds to run around and say hi to people." It was chaos, didn't look too fun, and reminded us of a beehive. Not the Young Women class, but an actual beehive. Well, maybe both.

We ran into the Taylors on our way back and talked to them on the bleachers for quite some time. We took too many pictures and acted drunk while on the phone. Pretty typical.

They came to see our room/ranch. They liked it, but they were shocked by our bed height.

When we thought the night was over, Fiji called! Melba (Melba Toast, Melb-Awesome) called. It brought tears to our eyes. A little girl in the background kept saying Lisa over and over again. We probably should go back to the South Pacific soon. Filled with nostalgia after the three minute phone call, we stalked our Fiji friend's facebook page for about an hour.

Now we are sitting inches apart listening to break up songs, realizing they're for lost love, Fiji, but mostly Purple Ten.

Lastly, the post title is dedicated to Ben P. who only goes to Taco Bell for the Baja Mountain Dew and was severely disappointed to find out that they don't have it here at BYU.