Holy Hell Batman

So I'm busy.

Really busy.

So I wrote about how I go to a new school now. Well this semester I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays and online. So I spend two full days a week doing school stuff. From 8-5 or 6 I do nothing but school work. Usually I can get it all done in those two days a week. On Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and most Saturdays I work all day. Most days it's only 8 or 9 hour days. But it is harvest time now so the hours are longer.

For example. Friday I went to work at 8 and worked until 8 that night. No breaks. I ate lunch in the tractor. And that was a short day. After work on Friday Charly and a couple of her friends came up to hang out. We watched the new Robin Hood with Russell Crowe.

I loved it. Also if I were as jacked as Russell is I'd be pretty freaking happy. The guy's a stud.

After the movie we ended up playing Guitar Hero on the projector and messing around. I went to bed just after 3 Friday night.

Saturday morning I get up at 6:45 so I can pack a lunch, eat some breakfast, have scripture study and make it to work by 7:30. I was a little bit tired. But it gets better. So we started digging potatoes yesterday on the farm. It's hot and super dry and dusty. Stuff breaks down all day long. Needless to say, it was a long day.

Really long.

Like I didn't get off work til after 10:30 last night. So, 15 hours long. Once again without any breaks. It was a long day. But to be honest, I really didn't mind it. Maybe it's weird but I don't mind working. I actually enjoy it. I think I'm slightly weird in this regard. If I have more than a day or two in which I have nothing to do I go crazy. As much as I love reading (I'm re-reading Brisingr for probably the 10th time now?) or catching up on the few TV shows I enjoy, I hate not working.

Hmmmm I'm pretty sure there was a lot more I wanted to say in this post. But I forgot it all.

Wait I remembered something. So Mormon Bachelor Pad is the reason why I started writing this in the first place. I thought it was cool that two guys in about the same place in life as I am could write what was going on in their lives in anonymity. Well Lachele's Blog told me that they confessed so I checked it out. Turns out they are old. What creepy guys. Pretty sure when I'm that old I won't be writing as if I'm fresh back from my mission and flirting with freshman college girls who read their blog.

Also just in case either of the people who follow this are wondering, I really am only 22. And nothing in here is a lie. Well my name is. As are the girls names. But all the boringness you get to read? Yup, it really happened/is happening now. Yay for the excitingness that is my life.