weekend, worry, and Wilbur

I don't even know what to write today. I just know that I want to write, but I don't know how to say what I should say.

Summary of the weekend: kind of fun, and non-productive. Friday I went to the temple and then to an Easter party some girls in my ward were throwing. It was pretty fun. We made home-made pretzels as well.. thanks to Emma they were amazing. Cody was there and convinced me to go to an event Nam and another of the EDP djs were doing. I've been thinking for a few weeks now that I need to take a little break from going dancing every single weekend, but it ended up being pretty fun and I'm glad he dragged me out so I didn't end up being anti-social... even though I guess I'd already been to one party that night so it wouldn't have been so bad.

Saturday I had a cleaning check, took a nap, and hung out with my roommates all evening. Uninteresting, but much needed. Sunday (today) was Easter and my ward had leftover pig (they named it Wilbur) from the ward luau on Saturday. The guys from the White House next door were throwing a little party and the meat was delicious. I took a quick nap, made some garlic mashed potatoes, and headed to Alison's for Easter dinner, which was also delicious.

Overall it was a great weekend. However, in my spare time throughout the weekend I thought about stuff:


1. I am being perceived by some in a way that I don't necessarily like and it's entirely my on fault.
2. I don't like working on this whole thing called 'patience.'
3. I worry too much.
4. I procrastinate too much.
5. I need to get more sleep.
6. I am starting to feel stagnant.
7. I need to figure out how to stop feeling like that.
8. I am really blessed.
9. I just want to do things the right way.
10. I worry that I'm not doing things right.
11. I realized people (including myself.. which I hadn't really realized before) are much more insecure than we would ever care to admit.