Story time, kiddlets. Gather round!
We were walking back to our car, which by the way I accidentally left unlocked...( we are lucky no hooligans stole our purses.) On our way these young gentleman to get a picture with us in our psychedelic-bright-as-the-sun-neon-attire so we walk over and accept.
boy: "so where do you guys go to school?"
us: "most of us go to the U, what about you guys?"
boy: "oh we go to BYU."
this is the part of the story where we all turned without much discussion, and walked away.
Then we decide that it would be pretty funny to have a facebook picture with some random werido cougars... so we hesitantly comply and get a picture with them. And I gave this random RM my name so we can be Fb buds. Still not sure what we were thinking but hey... I now have a random facebook friend from BYU who knows nothing about me except that I look absolutely stunning in sweaty construction-cone-orange it really brings out my eyes. haha (ps. whose job is it to make the crayon colors? I want that job.)
(pss. please please next time you see Jaime, beta's lovely president ask her what the correct way to say crayon is. haha she gets a kick out of it. thanks haha.)
another story....
DJ marcus wing was crowd surfing and all of us were standing in a circle dancing and when he came surfin' over to our area.... umm... we totally didn't catch him and he fell flat on the ground... it was all beta's fault. It was hilarious.
bottom line-- you are all coming dancing next time.
sincerely,
jocelyn!
