Peace Out Provo

In case anyone somehow missed the memo (despite my incessant and repetitive posting and talking about and general obsessiveness about this) I am ditching the U.S. of A. in THREE DAYS for the next 9 (ish) weeks!!

In three days I will be living here:

BYU London Centre. Be jealous...Very jealous.

So I am just a teeny tiny bit excited. It's only LONDON after all.

Anyway. I'm not just going to London, although that's where most of my time will be... I am also going to be in Edinburgh, Scotland; Paris, France; Germany; Austria; Prague, Czech Republic; and who knows... I might end up in any one of the many other BEAUTIFUL EUROPEAN COUNTRIES in that area.

Although most of the time I am there I will just be trying to soak up as much culture and European-ness as possible, while simultaneously taking enough pictures that I can sufficiently remember my adventures... I will also be trying to post as much as possible about the amazing adventures that I am so blessed to have the opportunity to experience. (Plus I really just want to share all my pictures and stories with everyone who is back in the States so that they can be jealous of my new-found, cultured, European identity (; )

So that's all. I can't wait to begin yet another adventure abroad!

What I Believe

There are a lot of things going around the internet right now that are critical of various aspects of the LDS Church. Part of me (a very loud part of me) really wants to address some of these claims and respond to the things I have read. However, I realize that this will probably not help anything. Instead I would like to share what I believe and what I know about Jesus Christ and His Gospel on the Earth. And also the fact that I have come to believe and know these things on my own. 

I know that we have a Heavenly Father who is watching out for us and guiding us. He has a plan for each and every single one of us and that individual plan is the one that will bring us the most happiness and joy in our lives. The closer we stick to His plan for us, the better we will be. However, we are all human and we all make mistakes, so Heavenly Father created for us an Atonement, fulfilled by Jesus Christ, through which we can be forgiven of our sins. Through repentance we can be redeemed of our sins and return even if we stray from the path God has laid out for us. 

The Atonement of Jesus Christ is so very real. I have experienced it in my own life in many powerful ways and cannot deny its truthfulness. Without the Atonement we would have no hope for salvation, however because Christ was willing to suffer for our sins, and make the ultimate sacrifice we can repent. Not only does the Atonement provide us a means of repentance, but also of comfort, for we can know that Jesus Christ knows what each of us is going through and knows how to help us overcome all of our trials and tribulations in these days. 

The power of the Holy Ghost is real. His presence can be felt by anyone, but as a baptized member of the Church I have the capacity and the opportunity to have the Spirit's guidance with me at all times and in all places, so long as I remain worthy and allow the Spirit to be a part of my life. 

The power of Heaven truly can be worked on Earth through Priesthood authority. The worthy priesthood holders in my life have blessed me countless times and helped me through important and difficult struggles. This past year, one of the most helpful things for me as I struggled through many difficult trials, was having friends who were worthy Priesthood holders, who were willing and able to give me blessings of comfort to help guide me as I made my way through a difficult time. The Priesthood authority of my Bishop and Stake President also helped me as I counseled with them and felt of their deep and profound love for me. 

I sustain the leaders of the Church of Jesus Christ. Thomas S. Monson, the propher, seer and revelator, the First Presidency, Quorom of the Twelve Apostles, Presiding Bishopric, Quoroms of the Seventy, General authorities over all other branches of the church, as well as area and local leaders of my individual stakes and wards. They are ALL called of God to do his sacred work here on earth.

I know that the blessing of the temple can be matched by nothing. The ordinances that are performed there are vital to our eternal salvation and it is only through these ordinances that we can return again to our Father in Heaven.

I know that the Plan of Salvation is a reality. I have had many close family members pass through the veil and end their mortal journeys on this earth, however I can still feel their presence as I continue my own. I feel these presences very strongly in the temple, however as I live worthily day by day, I can feel them guiding me when I need them most. I can especially feel the influence of my mother who passed away when I was four years old, and know that she has been a very real and very important part of my life as I have grown up. 

I know that families are ordained of God. Fathers and Mothers are charged with the responsibility to raise their children in righteousness, and that duty is the most sacred of all. It was in my own home that I came to know and love the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and the blessings that have come because I had a righteous family cannot be described. Each member of a family has their own divine roles to play, and those cannot be replaced by anything of the world. Families are critical in the eternal Plan of Salvation.

I also know that Satan knows that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the true Church. I know that he knows that if we live righteously we will inherit the Kingdom of God, something he can never attain. I know that he knows the Church is true because he fights at every turn to tear it apart. He continues to devise new methods of attacking the Church and tries to discredit it using any means he can. However, the only power that Satan has is the power that we give him over ourselves. If we refuse to allow him any influence over us we can know the truth of the Gospel and know that Satan is merely trying to take away our happiness so that we are miserable as he is. 

Of course, this is not a comprehensive list of all the gospel teachings, however I can say with real intent that I know that EVERY aspect of the Gospel is true. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is Christ's church on the earth and He is the head. I know it is true and I know that the teachings therein are true and pure doctrine. I know it. And there is nothing I would not do for the Gospel of Jesus Christ. 

Some lovely emotions

The last few days have been an incredible personal journey for me and I feel very strongly the need to share it, if for no other reason than my own personal benefit sometime in the future when I inevitably questions the feelings I have right now.

First of all, I think it is important to point out that I do not believe in coincidences. I believe with all my heart that Heavenly Father plays a very active part in all of our lives and that everything happens for a reason. Every seemingly unrelated connection or event or relationship is working towards to ultimate plan that He has for each of us.

A year ago, I was in a very different place than I am right now. I had just graduated High School and was pretty positive I knew exactly what I was going to do with the rest of my life. My plan continued to develop throughout my first two semesters here at BYU. I was going to double major in Political Science and European Studies and go to Law School and work either in international law or with nonprofit groups or something equally amazing. In the middle of that plan I recognized the need for me to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, but that didn't change my academic plans, only rearranged the timing a little bit.

I remember the exact day that my grand plan for my life came to an end. I was sitting in the Tanner Building on the third floor with my two roommates and best friends and suddenly realized that I was NOT supposed to be majoring in Political Science. It wasn't what I was passionate about, I didn't love it. The idea of going to Law School was all about building a large and powerful career for myself, it wasn't about doing what I loved.

Since that day I have gone through a serious process of personal discovery to attempt to figure out what it is that I AM passionate enough about to want to make it the core focus of my college experience. The majors I seriously considered ranged from Elementary Education to Accounting, a difference clearly reflected in the classes I am currently taking (Art for Elementary Teachers and Intro to Accounting. Trust me it doesn't get more different than these).

Each time I thought I had decided there was a period of adjustment in which I constantly reminded myself "Yay! I am going to be an Elementary Teacher!" or "I like accounting, which is more than most people can say, so why not?"

Needless to say I was still feeling pretty unsettled and probably spent more time researching majors than actually doing classwork. At one point I went through the entire list of majors offered here and systematically narrowed them down to about 20, but couldn't get farther than that. There are a lot of subjects that intrigue me, but there really wasn't anything that I just looked at and said "That's the one!" (Which is what I was kind of hoping for really).

Now rewind a bit so I can give a little more background on my life pre-BYU. Ever since I can remember I have loved music. I have sung my whole life, played the piano for something like 14 years and played a variety of different instruments throughout the years (including a short stint on the Bassoon). I think the first musical I was in was in Kindergarten. When I went to Asia the Summer before my freshman year of High School, I had the most incredible musical experience with the Montana State University Symphony Orchestra goodwill tour and I decided that of course music was what I wanted to study! After a year I discovered a passion (and not to be proud or anything but also a talent) for languages which shifted my focus to linguistics, and as I reached my junior year music seemed to get put more and more on the back burner, after a very difficult and emotional decision to quit band. After my family moved halfway through my junior year to Rexburg I decided I wanted to get involved again, and my senior year participated in the Fall musical, women's choir and also was blessed to make the school's 12-member show choir group. Even though I had remembered my love of music, I focused instead on a more academic career path and after graduating figured that I was done being involved in musical groups because I simply didn't have the time nor the talent. (I am currently mentally kicking myself for this decision.) Of course because of my extensive musical background, the first week of my freshman year I was called as the chair of the Music Committee in my BYU ward, but that became the extent of my musical involvement.

So fast forward back to a few weeks ago. One major that I came across in my search was Commercial Music..and even though I was trying to focus on an academic path and finding a major that I felt I could succeed in I couldn't bring myself to cross it off my list. The more I tried to narrow down my search, the more I couldn't stop thinking about it.

SERIOUSLY, I had myself so convinced that I would never be able to succeed in a musical field that I spent most of my first year of college actively avoiding the music program. It is actually really hard for me to see all the fantastic performing groups on campus and know that I am not part of a single one of them. The only real exception I made was to see Vocal Point perform no less than 3 times the last few months of Winter Semester. (Thanks to my best friend Michaela who made me remember how much I actually love live music...and also attractive men..but that's an altogether different matter).

Surprisingly, all of these Vocal Point concerts ended up having a much bigger impact on my life than I ever would have guessed. (Incidentally if you haven't heard BYU Vocal Point ever, change that now. Like seriously they are amazingly talented and I am borderline obsessed with their new CD, Spectrum). Over the course of constantly seeing Vocal Point everywhere we gradually became friends with a few of them.. a rather unexpected development. Which brings us to a week ago when the beginning of this crazy journey REALLY began.

I was on Facebook last Monday when I saw a post from a member of VP who just finished his last year in the group saying that they would be opening at a Home Free concert in Orem that night. Of course I couldn't go to Vocal Point without Michaela...but for some reason I felt incredible drawn to this particular concert. Enough so that I bribed Tanisha (who lives about 45 minutes away) to come with me, even though she isn't exactly...fond... of Michaela and I's concert obsession.

That may have been one of the most important decisions I have made recently, because it jumpstarted a series of events that led me on this personal journey that I referenced earlier. I got to talk to my Vocal Point friends and revel in the beauty of the music that they and the other two groups (BYU Noteworthy and Home Free) provided. I have absolutely no regrets about the sleep deprivation going to that concert caused me.

Over the course of the next 72 hours or so, it seemed like everyone who I talked to had something to say about the music program and how great it is and what not, which is weird because I haven't really talked about the music program here with anyone since...well ever. This sent me into a bout of serious pondering about a lot of things, most especially if I really thought I could or should be involved in music.

Friday afternoon I was again sitting in the Tanner building (4th floor this time, but I don't know what it is about that building and life-changing experiences for me..) just looking at the music groups on campus and at the music program and how intense the audition process is and everything and suddenly I realized something. Something that I have been hearing since my Senior Year of High School from everyone who ever talks about college experiences it seems like:

In college you should study what you are PASSIONATE about. 

In fact my accounting 200 professor told us that we should aim for a career in whatever it is that we think about when we don't have to think about anything else. Whether that is physics or accounting or teaching or MUSIC.

I literally spend hours of free time every day (and even time that I should be doing other things) listening to music. I play the piano as much as I can, and every time I go home that is one of the first things I do. Pretty much the only events I go to on campus are concerts and dances. One day at work I was talking to a coworker about having songs stuck in my head all the time and he looked at me like I was crazy...apparently not everyone experiences that. (It might be important to note that as I am writing this I am sobbing all over the place. It's a mess) All of the major events in my life I can relate to a song and music is such a big part of my life.

WHY did I ever think I could give it up? Honestly.

The factor that finally tipped the scales for me actually was connected somewhat indirectly to Vocal Point-yet another sign that there are no coincidences in life. The same friend whose post made me decide to go to the concert had been a part of a music video last year made by the very talented Eric Thayne (who I had never heard of until about 2 days ago): a cover of the song "Don't You Worry Child" (look it up on YouTube- Trevor Johnson sings it). This song led me to Eric Thayne's album Undercover II, which I love maybe more than I love Vocal Point's album.. but it is that particular song that touched my soul deeper than I could have anticipated the first time I watched it. Within an hour of being moved to tears by it, I also watched Vocal Point's video Noyana/Come Come Ye Saints, in which Trevor asks: "Whatever your path may be, Are You Going?"

Needless to say there were a lot of tears and I was so emotionally affected by this combination of powerful songs that I can't even begin to explain. All I know is that throughout my life music has saved my time and time again. And it took a year of searching for me to remember that. But there has not be a single second since I decided to pursue music that I felt unsettled. I feel completely WHOLE about this new decision and new path and it feels more right than anything.

I don't know how on earth I am going to get into the Music program. I don't think I am qualified, and I don't know if I can even begin to compete on this level. This is going to be one of the HARDEST things I have ever undertaken. But even if I don't make it, it will be worth it. Because THIS is what I am passionate about.

Heaven's got a plan for you. Are YOU Going?

A Morning of Chaos

This past Friday I had a fantastic volunteer opportunity here on campus. Without much competition, this was definitely the greatest experience I have had all Semester, and possibly this entire school year.

So BYU has this fantastic volunteer program set up called Y-Serve and through their office you can basically find something to do in any field of service. Like seriously there are a ridiculous number of service opportunities. 

I've done a few things through Y-Serve before, but I haven't really gotten terribly involved this year (reference previous posts about the brilliant idea I had to take 18 credits and work 20 hours a week) and I have seriously been missing out. 

So I'm a little bit unsure exactly how this all got started a few weeks ago, Michaela saw a sign somewhere and came home and told us about it and one thing led to another and fast forward to last Friday at 8:30 a.m. with Michaela, Tanisha and I standing in the chilly wind in front of the Wilk holding big cardboard signs that say "Central 1" and "Franklin 13."

Pause for a minute so I can explain the idea of what we were doing. The program that we volunteered with is called Project Youth and their goal is to educate 5th and 6th graders and get them excited about higher education. https://www.facebook.com/byuprojectyouth <--excuse my brief advertising. Basically the whole idea of this particular event was to just show the kids some cool stuff on campus and explain to them what college is about and what kind of opportunities exist here, and then to get them really excited about it. 

There were 1,200 5th and 6th graders who came to campus, and each of the volunteers had 2 groups of 10 students that we were in charge of for the morning. Naturally, my group was one of the last to come and by that time they were about to jump out of their skin they were so excited to be here and also to be off of the busses. My kids were from Central (elementary school, middle school...? eh, not really sure..).

By the time they arrived, we were already late for our first mini-lecture, and due to a typo on the schedule we ended up at the entirely wrong building, so by the time we found it, it was supposed to be over. However, the professor really wanted to give a brief snippet at least, so we combined with 2 other groups and spent five or ten minutes doing hand motions to the William Tell Overture. 

Then we had our campus tour. Now there are two things that I didn't really think about when brainstorming ideas for the tour. First, when I took my tour of campus I really didn't feel like I saw anything besides the outsides of a few buildings, and we were in a golf cart. Second, 6th graders, despite the fact that most of them are about the same height as I am, do not walk nearly as fast as college students. Especially 5'0 college students who are perpetually late and seem to plan their schedules with classes all the way across campus from each other (so me).

Because of this we only really got to explore one section of campus. I let them look down the stairs to lower campus right by the FOB (the little building by the Tanner), and then I took them inside the Tanner (I have a small bias because it's one of my favorite buildings, but I probably would never have discovered it if I hadn't worked there). We just went down to the second floor atrium and looked around, but there are flags hanging on the walls from every country that is represented at BYU, so I had them identify as many as they could.

After our tour we trekked over to the Wilk and they got to sit through another presentation by some Chem students. That was probably their favorite part of the whole thing. They got to see things glow and explode and whatever else it is that all those Chem people do in their free time. Next came what was probably the most chaotic event of the whole day: all 1,500 of these kids gathered in the Concert Hall in the HFAC so that they could hold a huge rally and get the kids excited. They succeeded. There was lots of noise and dancing and excitement and all around happy times. It was great :)

Basically this was just one of the coolest experiences. What a great opportunity to be able to do service and get to hang out with some pretty rad 11-year-olds.

I Belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints

So for those of you who maybe aren't as familiar with the practices of the LDS church, every 6 months the General Authorities of our Church hold a General Conference broadcast from Salt Lake City, where they give talks and share doctrines and insights according to the promptings of the Spirit. 

This is seriously one of my favorites times of the year and I love the chance to be able to hear the word of God from the mouth of His prophets. For the first time in my life I watched both Saturday morning and afternoon sessions on my own, which was a very different experience from watching with my crazy, chaotic family. Then today I got to watch both sessions today with my wonderful roommates and friends, which is such a great bonding experience for us. 

Really I have two purposes here. First, I want to bear my testimony that I KNOW that God lives and that he loves us and that Jesus Christ was sent to the Earth to Atone for our sins, and that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the true and restored Church on the earth today. 

Second, I want to share some of my favorite moments from conference. There were a lot of amazing things said and I have 23 pages of notes to prove it, but here are some of the things that stand out most to me today looking back at the past two days of spiritual uplifting:

Every person who spoke bore a very strong and poignant testimony that they KNOW that Christ lives and that this they belong to the true Church. 

It is very important for us to live true to the faith, to defend it and stand by it, even if we are standing alone. 

Christ's love is so amazing and so powerful, and there is nothing like it on this Earth, but if we strive to do our best we can partake of it and we also have the opportunity to share the love of Christ with others through service. 

There are so many opportunities waiting around us for service. We are surrounded by those who need our attention, our comfort, our support and our kindness. By reaching out to help them we are showing our love for them and for our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. 

Our foundations should be on the Rock of our Redeemer, who is Christ The Lord.

We need to lay up our treasures in HEAVEN and not focus so much on worldly goods and belongings. 

The keys to basically everything, and the priorities that we should have in our life are DAILY prayer, DAILY scripture study, WEEKLY church attendance and WEEKLY FHE. 

Family, family, family. FAMILY is SO SO SO important. Basically everything hinges on having strong family relations and doing our best to keep family ties, both with living relative and ancestors who have passed beyond the veil. Seriously if there is ONE theme I would tell you that I heard this time it is the FAMILY IS THE KEY to everything. EVERYTHING. And that if we have a good relationship with Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost, we can have even stronger families. 

Also, the BOOK OF MORMON is so INCREDIBLY powerful. For so many reasons. It has the power to PROTECT families, to protect us from the whirlwinds of life and to bring us closer to Christ. 

We cannot afford to stray from the path of righteousness. We need to be firm in the faith and keep on the path to the Kingdom of God. 

LOVE GOD and LOVE YOUR NEIGHBORS. Seriously, just LOVE EVERYONE. Because we are ALL children of God and we all came to this Earth to be tried and tested so that we can return to Him. 

Lastly, I just want to share something that my friend said while we were watching the final session of Conference this afternoon: "The story of Christ's Ressurection is the MOST IMPORTANT story in the HISTORY of the UNIVERSE!" -Jake Rolfson

This is true. It just is. 

I have had so many spiritual experiences this weekend listening to the word of God as it was preached by living prophets and apostles of Christ. They know it is true. And so do I. The Gospel of Jesus Christ is 100% true. I have no doubt in my mind about it. I love the Church, so so so much. 

There are so many more quotes and lessons that I want to share, and I gladly will with anyone who wants to hear. But know that I have a testimony and I KNOW that the Church is true. We live in a very special time on this Earth where there are so many terrible things happening in the world. But these terrible things are nothing in comparison to the AMAZING BLESSINGS of the restored Gospel. 

IT IS TRUE. 

I know it. I live it. I LOVE IT!

Because I Have Been Given Much

Whate'er Thou Art, Act Well Thy Part. 

It seems as though every time I reach a point where I start to think I know exactly where my life is  headed, Heavenly Father reminds me that He has a plan for my life and that He knows what I should be doing much better than I do. In fact, more often than not my perspective is so limited that my plan is lacking some key elements. 

Also, this is not helped at all by the fact that I can be very stubborn at times and refuse to acknowledge that I may be wrong about something. 

And with that...the most recent (and so far possibly most life-changing) thing that I finally recognized is in Heavenly Father's plan for me...and which I finally realized I have been fighting and avoiding thinking about for over year. 

I will be serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. 

This realization (and it was without a doubt and realization and not a decision) came quite suddenly and surprised me, however from the responses I've gotten in the last day and a half, evidently I was the only one who didn't see it. Although, looking back on the last year I can identify several moments where I could have realized I am supposed to serve a mission if only I hadn't been so certain I knew better than Heavenly Father. 

Funny how that's never ever true. He ALWAYS knows better than me. 

To make a long story short, my cousin Stephanie was teaching Relief Society on Sunday, February 23rd, and I was sitting there just thinking and out of nowhere I just thought "I am going on a mission" followed quickly by "what?? Where did that come from??" But as soon as that thought ran through my mind I knew that it was true without a doubt. And that's that. 

I will be submitting my mission papers as soon as I get home from London, at the end of August, and anticipate leaving after this Fall Semester. Stay tuned for more.

I could not be more excited about this amazing opportunity, nor more humbled by the incredible responsibility that missionary service is for me. I am so blessed to have the knowledge of the true church on the earth today and to have a testimony of the truth of the gospel and it's teachings. I look forward to sharing this gospel with the people wherever I am called to serve. 

Until then I will be humbly preparing myself physically, mentally, emotionally, and most importantly spiritually by serving as much as I can now while I await my opportunity to hasten the work on a full-time basis. 

Cheesy Dates

Ah dating. The quintessential activity at BYU. That mostly awkward, occasionally enjoyable thing that humans, for some weird reason, thought would be a good idea to make into a social norm. 

Yeah... that. 

Suffice it to say I haven't really done much of it here due to the lack of males in my ward (that would be 29 to the 140 girls)...and well my roommates and I were just kind of bored of that. So we decided that it would be a good idea to ask guys out for a big group date. (Spoiler alert: it was.)

The road to getting to this date, however, was kind of a crazy one. Because of certain frustrating personality flaws that I possess, I have at various times claimed to be against dating (yeah, um, I'm NOT), but I came into the room on Monday night to find my roommates discussing plans for this date that we had kind of talked about a few times before. 

It didn't really take them long to convince me to ask someone, but our first couple ideas got killed before long for various reasons. After having discussed it for some time, we all decided who we wanted to take and proceeded to ask them (it may or may not have been around midnight when this happened..) They all said yes and we were in business!

And then everything kind of started to fall apart.

 

Thursday both Michaela and I found out that our dates had forgotten something that they had going on and wouldn't be able to go. She got another date right away...but due to a lack of planning, I had absolutely no back-up date ideas. None at all...and by now it's the day before and it's a long weekend so everyone is out of town. 

By Saturday morning (the day of the date) I still don't have a date and the only prospect was possibly getting set up with one of my roommates friends from last Semester, and they haven't even started trying to get ahold of him. Basically I was 101% positive that I was going to be chilling in my room for a few hours while my roommates had a date in our kitchen. (Spoiler again: I was 101% wrong).

After yet again having the joy of visiting the testing center on a Saturday afternoon at 2 pm, I came home and decided it would be a good idea to go play the piano for a while. That was definitely a wise decision, as while I was playing one of my good friends from last Semester came in and said hi, and then ended up inviting me to hang out with him and some of his friends right exactly then. I almost said No actually, but then I stopped and realized that it's not like I had any other plans (still no date), so in a moment of "eh, why not?" I went. 

I had soo much fun just playing pool and basketball and hanging out and not worrying about anything for a while. Turns out Michaela's date for the night was there too and while we were talking about the date he was about to go on I get a text- at 5 pm I found out that in fact I DID have a date at 7 pm, with a guy I had kind of met twice but never even talked to before. So there was that. 

Cue minor freak out. 

Cue MAJOR freak out. 

Ok. Fast forward to actual date. There was no better almost stranger for me to go on a date with. We all had SO much fun just doing the most random things. 

Of course food is a must, so we made pizzas. Hunter and I's was a little indecisive. Half alfredo, half red sauce, cheese that didn't melt, pepporoni, and a few random meats and vegetables that kind of just got tossed on there. But it was good regardless.

While we were making Pizza, someone opened a bag of the dollar store cheese and it kind of exploded everywhere. My date's natural response was to start throwing cheese in the air....and what could follow after that but a cheese fight? (Don't worry we took it outside) I will admit, that is one of the stranger things I have been a part of it, but for anyone who has never participated in a cheese fight, well... I highly recommend it :)

The whole gist of our date was playing Minute to Win it games and basically that just required a lot of spontaneity. I fit 16 pieces of dubble bubble chewing gum in my mouth (that stuff will never taste the same again), we stacked dice on top of a fork that was stuck in our mouths, and Hunter had to try and get a penny out of a pair of nylons using only one hand. Also we drew our cheese fight out in chalk on the ground outside and somehow that escalated into leaving our numbers on the ground for the general population to find and call/text (more on that later....maybe, just know it became an adventure) 

After our adventures we headed to one of the guys' apartments and watched the Croods. Hunter and I had quite an enjoyable time watching as everyone else cuddled and we awkwardly slightly touched. 

Suffice it to say that good times were indeed had by all :)