Kenneth Cole and Trident
I hardly ever talk about my testimony and other church-related things outside of church. I often wonder why I don't, and it's definitely not shame. I think it's the same reason that France put the chair I was to receive a blessing in away from the window.
"People will look in and they might not understand."
When you're sharing your testimony, it's so personal. You're sharing a huge part of you, a huge part that people might not understand. I'm not sure if I've ever said this before, but I wish I could have everyone believe like I do. I wish I could give you my testimony and have you be as happy as I am with it. It's so idealistic, so innocence of youth. I've found that it's almost the best I can do, if I just tell you.
Today, during home teaching, either France or Blake asked us if we had any testimony-strengthening stories. I had basically been dying to tell France about my amazing nose-bleed story, and Blake excitedly expressed interest. So I tell.
It was so embarrassing. I was sitting in the second row of my chemistry lecture. It's CHEM 102, so it's packed, because, you know, everyone has to take it. I'm wearing this ridiculously outspoken shirt (my VIRGIN you ain't gettin' any shirt). I wipe my nose and I look at my hand and there's blood. So I'm like, oh crap, and get up, walk all the way to the back of the room and get into the bathroom. Whenever I have a nose-bleed, it usually lasts about twenty minutes. I check my watch and it's 10:30, so I'm like, oh great, by the time this is over, class will be over, and I'm going to have to go back in there and get my stuff. Well, I grab a paper towel, wipe my nose, and it's gone. I think part of what France said during my blessing was that I wouldn't miss anything important in class. When I got back to class and asked Robert what I missed, he said, "It's still on the board."
As soon as I finished, France went, "YES!" and did the fist pull in thing.
I want to learn how to play Listen to Your Heart on the piano.
France and Robert smell exactly the same. France said he wears Kenneth Cole cologne and chews Trident gum. I smelled it for the first time on France when we danced together at the Valentine's Day dinner, and for the second time when he gave me a hug after giving me my blessing. I can smell it on Robert all the time. It's not a smell I particularly care for.
I've also been feeling really happy lately.
"If every simple song I'd write to you would take your breath away, I'd write it all."
"People will look in and they might not understand."
When you're sharing your testimony, it's so personal. You're sharing a huge part of you, a huge part that people might not understand. I'm not sure if I've ever said this before, but I wish I could have everyone believe like I do. I wish I could give you my testimony and have you be as happy as I am with it. It's so idealistic, so innocence of youth. I've found that it's almost the best I can do, if I just tell you.
Today, during home teaching, either France or Blake asked us if we had any testimony-strengthening stories. I had basically been dying to tell France about my amazing nose-bleed story, and Blake excitedly expressed interest. So I tell.
It was so embarrassing. I was sitting in the second row of my chemistry lecture. It's CHEM 102, so it's packed, because, you know, everyone has to take it. I'm wearing this ridiculously outspoken shirt (my VIRGIN you ain't gettin' any shirt). I wipe my nose and I look at my hand and there's blood. So I'm like, oh crap, and get up, walk all the way to the back of the room and get into the bathroom. Whenever I have a nose-bleed, it usually lasts about twenty minutes. I check my watch and it's 10:30, so I'm like, oh great, by the time this is over, class will be over, and I'm going to have to go back in there and get my stuff. Well, I grab a paper towel, wipe my nose, and it's gone. I think part of what France said during my blessing was that I wouldn't miss anything important in class. When I got back to class and asked Robert what I missed, he said, "It's still on the board."
As soon as I finished, France went, "YES!" and did the fist pull in thing.
I want to learn how to play Listen to Your Heart on the piano.
France and Robert smell exactly the same. France said he wears Kenneth Cole cologne and chews Trident gum. I smelled it for the first time on France when we danced together at the Valentine's Day dinner, and for the second time when he gave me a hug after giving me my blessing. I can smell it on Robert all the time. It's not a smell I particularly care for.
I've also been feeling really happy lately.
"If every simple song I'd write to you would take your breath away, I'd write it all."