surprise! i'm home.

at 12:05 on wednesday my lovely book of mormon teacher announced that class would be cancelled for the following monday. at 12:06 on wednesday i texted my mom saying that i had no important classes for the rest of the week and wanted to come home NOW instead of on tuesday night. 12 hours later, i boarded the grayhound in salt lake city and, 13 hours later, i was home.

the grayhound was…gray (promise i’ll tell more stories later)(i’m trying to suppress the memories for now).

but i’m home! and it’s white like snow! 

surpriseeeee.

p.s. …okay, a quick preview of my grayhound experience: a man behind me hawked loogies all. night. long.