Is gooooing to the Temple, and she's goooooing to get marrrrrieeeeed

I had a weird night on Friday. I got all dressed up for a work dinner, for I am totally crushing on this boy from work: he didn't even go. Then, a couple of us went to someone's house to play Doodle Dice. The boy from work was called up and invited. He brought a girl. It was a weird night on Friday. I got home and was a bit upset, and yet... not upset. All I wanted was to go the the Temple. I wanted to go and sit in the Temple for a couple of hours. As it was 11:45 at night, the Temple would not be open, but I planned to go the next morning.
Usually, I get really frustrated at the temple on Saturday mornings: it is busier than busy, and full of talkative girl, or back-rubbing couples. This Saturday, however, I woke up really early and went up to El Templo. It took about three hours for me to get all the way through, but it was amazing: I never got anxious, angry, or frustrated. I was just happy to be there, and happy to be happy. YAYAY.
I went to the temple. Someday, I will go there again, this time with another intent. Someday I will go there to receive my endowments. Someday, this will happen. I am so, so excited for this day to happen.

Caves, Class, Drives, Dances, and Egos.

Nope. No dates yet. Though, last night, I did have this game night with some co-workers, and the guy I'm crushing on was there. Unfortunately, he brought a friend, this friend being of the female persuasion.
I have had some fun times here though. We went to this bonfire, but the drive was more fun. The drive was very fun. First of all, the driver was this Alabamian with an accent so thick I thought he was faking it. Second of all, he said things like, "Ahm pleased you feel that way." He hated that the was a bit of a hick: when we say a dead deer on the side of the road, we started talking about why people would thing like deer. Kyle, the boy, said, "squirrel meat's my favorite..... ah shouldna said thaaaat."
We went to a dance the next week out at the dunes. That was great fun- an outdoor dance, with many, many excited, happy people. Things were good.
Last Saturday, I went to the caves to play glow-in-the-dark tag. The climb to and from the 'tag scene' took twenty minutes each way, not including the twenty minute-long car ride, and twenty minute- long truck four-wheeling that it took to get there. It was great fun though. I love spelunking. I love bouldering. I even like the dark.
My classes are fantistico. I have a teacher who looks like the villain from the John Wayne movie "Cowboys." I have Animal Handling, Agricultural Orientation, Intro to Soils, Soils Lab, Math 108, and Book of Mormon. I loove them all.
I've been struggling too. I've been struggling a lot. But, I see the light at the end of the tunnel. I have been fighting my ego for power,and trying not to hurt others. I am working on erasing my sense of entitlement and increasing my Spirit of Gratitude. I am trying to be fair in my house work, and honest at work. I haven't ditched very much AT ALL this semester. I plan on continuing this positive trend. In review, I see that I am happy. I like what I got to do: I hate that I was stuck in a heavy darkness for a while, and this darkness comes back once in a while, but the light shines every morning, and the clouds burn off. I've begun half-hour scripture study every morning. It is amazing. I'm happy. I'm happy. I still wish for this hairstyle, or hoping for that man, but all in all, I have faith in what is real and what will anchor me.
Love,
Toria