It's All Relative

....and you are???

This weekend I stayed in Salt Lake in a valant, yet desperate effort to make friends. I was actually excited to stay and go to church with my roommates. Rachel however got a random case of Pink Eye and couldn't go, but me and Heather made it and met some pretty normal people. Our ward is massive, like really huge. I feel like I am in middle school again, totally intimidated by everyone that I don't know and very uncomfortable trying to talk to people I don't know. Especially since all the girls in our ward dress like celebrities. Very well-dressed celebrities. They all have such cute style! I was amazed at a couple of them, actually more amazed at their shoes, but you get the picture. That feeling got worse when we decided to be really religious and go to ward prayer. In Utah, singles wards have ward prayer every sunday night, apparently to grow closer as a ward family, but I am certain it's another scheme to try and pair us all off with the opposite sex. Whatever, ward prayer was another throw back to 1996-Parsons Jr. High, me having a total of 3 friends and trying desperately to sit with the cool kids lunch table. Ok maybe not that traumatic but certainly close. Heather and I stayed together, trying to mingle as best we know how, but it was still a little awkward. Overall though, I am glad we went. We met some really nice people and although I doubt they will remember my name the next time I see them, I don't think they will mind if I try and sit with them during sunday school.