At least I'm not Tonya Burgoyne!

OK, Tonya was this lady in our Liberty ward that would forget her bra. Not an easy thing because she's no size A if ya know what I mean! Of course you do...that's not code at all! Anyway, I have been so busy with finals lately. I had one on Thursday which was wonderful! I got a 96! Then today I had 3! Killer huh!? So, I had Sociology at 7:30 then Human Development sometime, and Comparative Cultures sometime. I studied my brains out for my Sociology test because it's my major so it's interesting information and I really wanted to do well on this test. The others I wasn't as nervous for so I didn't put as much effort into those. I went to bed just before midnight and set my alarm which is my cell phone for 5:50am. I wanted to have a calm non rushed morning. I wanted to get a good breakfast and also go over some of the material. Well, my phone has been acting a little odd lately so I should have thought to set some sort of backup alarm but I didn't. This morning I woke up to my roommate in the bathroom. I was so confused on why she was up so dang early. When I was coherent enough I realized that it was lighter outside than it should be at 5:50. I checked my phone only to find out that it was COMPLETELY DEAD WHILE IT WAS PLUGGED IN!!! I ran to the kitchen to see the time and it was 7:20. I yelled to Angela to see if she'd run me to class. She said yes and I ran into my room to get dressed. I threw on some pants, took off my shirt to put a bra on then I just put my coat on completely forgetting to put my shirt back on. I grabbed my pencil, glasses, a hat and was ready to go. For tests we have to buy scantrons which is just a bubble sheet paper thing. I didn't have one because I was planning on getting one from the bookstore before class. Luckily my other roommate Jana had an extra one she let me have. Angela and I ran out to the car and scraped the windows like mad women. Pretty sure we were scrapping so fast it was melting automatically! OK, I only wish. We get in the car and IT'S FROSTED ON THE INSIDE!! we scraped that a bit and drove to campus. She dropped me off and I sprinted to class like they do in the Olympics. I get to the classroom to find out that Professor Petrzelka had no more tests, luckily the TA had one more. I sat down take my coat off and start my test when I realized I felt a little funny. I looked down AND I HAD NO SHIRT ON!!! I let out a little squeal and started my test. I was sweating all through the test, not only because her questions were misleading and frustrating, but because I had my winter coat on!! I finish the test and realize I didn't bring my planner which had the times and the room numbers of my other finals. I had no phone to call my roommates and even if I did, I don't know their phone numbers. That is one downside to cell phones. I sprinted down the long icy hill home to grab my planner because I had about 20 minutes before I would have needed to be back up to my next final. I got home, checked my planner and thank goodness I was confused on the times because my next final wasn't until 11:30. So much for my non rushed morning! After I got properly dressed, I ate a bit of a pancake and started studying for the remaining two tests and this is how far I got.

The power of my eyes.

When I pray for missionary opportunities, I think my prayers will be answered in the form of teaching with the sister missionaries, sharing my testimony, being a good example, or lifting another person's burdens. The last thing that came to my mind when thinking about missionary opportunities was my eyes.

Last week, I was sitting at work in my little kiosk talking on the phone when this Mexican guy walked past and winked and waved at me. I was flattered, but honestly, a little weirded out. I noticed him conveniently shopping in all the stores that surround my kiosk. About thirty minutes later, this same young man and his friend came up to my kiosk as I was filling a cartridge and started asking various questions about refilling. He finally said, "OK, I know nothing about cartridges, the real reason why I came was because I wanted to tell you that you have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen." Of course this was all said in a Spanish accent. He introduced himself as Diego. After our formal introduction, w continued to talk about various topics. Mostly the usual "get to know you questions." But then, our conversation turned to families which I love talking about because I have a wonderful family, but sometimes I'm a little hesitant because not everyone has the same happy childhood and family life that I've been blessed with so it can make for an awkward situation sometimes. He asked where all of my siblings were located. I mentioned that my little brother was living in Florida. He asked why and when I said that he was serving a mission he said, "Oh, so you're Mormon!" I then invited him to church and he said he'd come. What really impressed me about Diego is that his English is superior. I don't think that Mexicans are any less intelligent than Americans, but sometimes the language barrier is an issue to understanding jokes, especially my lame jokes. Diego is really good at understanding and he's actually pretty witty. We talked for another twenty minutes and just before he left he invited me to a movie the upcoming week. I agreed and he left. I was a little unsure if he'd really come to church or not the following Sunday, but he sure did. I was a little nervous when he came because it was combined Sunday School, then combined Priesthood and Relief Society. He could only stay for those two because he had work. Our lessons weren't exactly "first Sunday at a Mormon church" material. One lesson was on obeying the law and being a good citizen and the other lesson was given by the Stake Patriarch about the scattering and gathering of Israel. I didn't even understand it, so I knew he was completely lost. He handled it very well I think, and he said he'd come back again, so that's a good sign.

Since last week, I've just heard from him via text message through the week up until yesterday. He came to visit me at work. I was extremely busy yesterday at work so needless to say I was a little rushed/stressed/annoyed. He was very attentive and could see I was busy and didn't have time to talk, so he left. He came back about forty-five minutes later with roses!!! He said, I know you are a little stressed and I just want to make you smile. He is extremely thoughtful. I invited him to come to church again this week, we'll see if he comes. This experience taught me that God really does answer our prayers in mysterious ways. Even if that way is through my gorgeous eyes!