Happy Valley or Crappy Valley??

Well, it's official. I hate Provo.

Due to my scheduled interview with the CES offices for a position as an EFY counselor, I spent the majority of my day in Happy Valley. I drug Danielle with me. I cannot begin to explain how glad I ended up being that she was with me.

Lunch was at a fantastic little secret called Guru's. Other than the University Mall that place is about the only positive thing Provo can offer me. After lunch I hit my interview, which I think went pretty well. I won't find out the results for another month or two so stay tuned. Or don't. I don't care.

I ran into people I could have lived my entire life without seeing and died happy. Boo. Sometimes I love being blamed for things I didn't do. Not today. Sometimes I love being called awful names. Not today. Sometimes I love being dragged into something I technically had nothing to do with. Not today. Sometimes I wish people would take a leap off a bridge. Yep, today. Oh well, its done with. Life moves on. I hate that I let it get to me.