
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.
I found your blog and I'm your newest blog stalkah. AND I loved this post, so very much. You are just awesome.
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