Alone and Unobserved

My oldest younger sister—that is, I have one older sister and five younger sisters; this is the oldest of the five—is graduating today from the Mormon church’s flagship university, BYU, in molecular biology. And I am going to be there.

My mom says being such a brain has made it hard for my sister to get dates. When she meets a guy one of their first questions (because they’re students) is, “What’s your major?” And apparently, when they hear she’s studying molecular biology with an emphasis in genetics they get intimidated or something.

(Maybe that’s the reason I don’t get dates, either? Guys are intimidated by my BLAZING INTELLECT? AHAHAHAHA I kill me.)

Anyway, of course this means I’ll be on BYU campus for the first time in years. It’s bound to be an emotionally trying experience—I made a lot of memories there, and felt a lot of strong emotions, and as much as I wish I were I’m still not “over” that time in my life.

Anyway, wish me luck, and I’ll report back in the next day or do.

P.S. Sorry this has been so weird and disjointed; I’m on the bus going south to Utah County right now, and I’m writing this quickly on my phone before the battery gives out.