Welcome to Provo

I've been living in my apartment for the last five days, and I'm not quite used to all its quirks. For one, I'm not used to hearing the noise from the people living upstairs- walking around and just living noise. Secondly, I cannot work the toaster here. Let me clarify. I am physically able to put bread in the toaster and push the button down. However, both times I have tried, the heat was too high and the toast ended up looking like this.

Sunday was my first week in the ward. Everyone was really nice and I'm looking forward to attending a comparatively small ward. It might not be small once school starts, but I'll enjoy the small numbers for now. My knowledge of emergency exits was tested when the fire alarm went off during Relief Society. I followed the gal who sat next to me to the nearest exit and over to the ward's emergency meeting spot. Quite an adventure.

Yesterday, I decided to go for a walk to enjoy the outside. Although, I didn't pay attention to where I was going as I was lost in thought. So, I walked and walked and walked. I walked almost till my legs gave out. I turned around to go back home and realized I had no clue where I was or how to get back. I contemplated trying to find my way back, but I wasn't too confident in doing so, plus I was really tired. So, I called my good friend, Hagmoth to come to my rescue. She and her husband located me on the map and promptly picked me up. They treated me to a kid-size Frosty from Wendy's (small and cheap, perfect for the college student budget) before taking me back to their apartment to watch some movies and laugh. I would come to find out later that I was only a mile from my house.

It's times like those that I am glad to have at least one friend where I am. I probably could have figured out how to get home eventually but not before exhausting myself completely.

My next adventure? Grocery Shopping.