I'm washing the pink out of my swimsuit!

On the bright side, if I wash it enough times - maybe I'll end up with a purple one. Maybe even yellow. Who knows?! That's 3 swimsuits for the price of one - one color for every season. Tee hee. Good thing too, because I don't plan on liking pink for very long. Dumb hale's interior must've gotten to me. YEECH! NO! I'm NOT a girly girl!

So yesterday, while at our camp out at the waterfall, I wore my bathing suit and sat in the sun for like 2 hours. I now have a nice tan down my arms (although I swear they are uneven), but I forgot to get the FRONT of my body. And because of my sexy one peice design, I have funny criss cross tatoos down my back. loL! Still pretty cool, I think.

So, I had an interesting dream last night. Actually pretty fun. I dreamt that I got married to Elisha!!! Elder Lim - on his mission in Ogden UT right now and my best friend pre-Hawaii. Tee hee. It was funny because in my dream we never dated, or even held hands. We just got married and were trying to get the spark there. And I remember thinking "Oh no, what have I done!" He has a paranoid mom. And his whole family was in my dream. loL! NOT COOL! That's one family I will NEVER marry into.

What was funny was that immediately after that came the baby making process. loL! And in that scene, Mark was my husband. "We can go all the way now!" I have to admit, that was the best part of my dream. Hehehehe. Man, I rarely get any of those. What a treat.

The weird part - at some point, Mark transformed into Elder O' Bryan, ARGH! He's the Aussie elder in our branch - just got transfered. I didn't even LIKE the guy. Why HIM?! I remember thinking, "I wonder if I'll end up with an Aussie accent real soon." That and, "I TOLD them, I wasn't just out to marry an American!"

Tee hee... and then there was me, becoming a mother, and picking a name for my son. I completely skipped the being pregnant part etc. Come to think of it. He could've been adopted. And some strange quirk made me name him JOHN. ARGH! OF ALL NAMES! (I think in my dream though, it was because Mark's dad's name is John, and I wanted to give him an inherited name)That's the one I refused to name my son! What's worse is that I named my son "John Lim" and there's this guy in the Single Adults by that name. Oversized, over forty, I'm sure, always trying hard to socailize with ALL of us and be cool and always falling asleep in meetings. Yep. Let's name my son after HIM!

All I remember waking up to was desperately trying to get his name changed so that John would be his middle name. I don't remember what I picked out for a firstname. Something unique, is all I remember.

Anyway. Why I'm typing all this down is beyond me. I just thought that dream really had its moments. I guess.

This is cool because I don't need to worry about how interesting or uninteresting or weird what I type is. Doesn't matter if anyone reads it or not, right? Right...???

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