Today was a low day for me and the lessons I learned

I don't know why but Sundays have just become my low days. Maybe because I don't have much scheduled and so I have to entertain myself. Okay that's not completely true. I just don't have as much going on Sundays. I don't know..Sundays are just easier for me to sink.

We had a multi-stake conference today with Elder Ballard speaking. That man is SO funny. He made some really great points about goal-making (which I NEED to work on) and just some really great points about life.

My day took a turn for the worse after that wonderful meeting.

After church I was talking with my room-roommate and her sister (we'll call them Thing 1 and Thing 2 respectively. Both super great.) One of the guys in the ward came over and started chatting with us. His apartment was going to host ours for dinner tonight. So the 4 of us are talking and then that guy's roommate came by. Now this is guy who is all that. Whether or not I have a crush on him is up for grabs. He's the type of guy that everyone knows who he is. Confident, Classy. Talented. Girls, you will soon be aware of this type of guy. I shall dub him (in true knighted fashion) Sir Flash.

Note: Sir Flash--a guy who possesses

flashy, visual talents: singing, acting,

dancing, etc. This guy may be nice, 

I'm not saying he's not. But he is 

flashy. That is all.

Anyway, Sir Flash came over to talk to us mainly because his roommate was there and because of Thing 2. They're pretty great friends. No romantic involvement at all (for the record). 

With Sir Flash, I feel like I'm not noticed at all. Not even just noticed like he doesn't like me as a person so he tolerates me solely because of my roommates. 

I don't like feeling like I'm not noticed. And also both guys made sure to invite Thing 2 to dinner so I felt extra awkward. Thing 2 is great, don't get me wrong, but she's super pretty. Both Things are really pretty. Doesn't help my low self-confidence much. 

Everyone kind of left, off to do different things. I was going to work on writing, then instead I was going to make a dessert for the dinner, but then I changed my mind. I called my best friend because I felt hurt. And I'm so glad I did. I broke down crying. She was telling me how she thinks I'm super talented, hilarious, she loves my sense of humor, etc. I don't often hear what other people think about me and I forget about the good things. So it was so good to hear. 

She's grown so much since we first met back in 2010. She's become this strong, amazing person. I asked her when she became so strong and she could hear me crying. So she asked if I wanted to go for a drive and we did. 

Even just talking to her on the phone changed my day around. The drive just made it so much better. 

We talked about people with a new kind of analogy, at least one that I haven't heard of: puzzles.

Imagine this. Everyone is a puzzle piece. And not everyone fits together. I'm not talking about the dating relationship version. I'm talking friendship. 

Not everyone fits together and that is just fine. When I worked at Disney, I had friends but I wasn't best friends with most of them. We were all part of the same puzzle (Disney) but we weren't part of the same section of that puzzle. I understood that and I was fine with that. 

But now I'm back at BYU and I keep trying to squeeze my puzzle piece to fit everyone else's. And I don't need to do that.

Thanks to that talk, dinner went much better and I feel much better. Better than I have in a while. 

And I'm TOTALLY going to hang on to that puzzle analogy. It worked so well for my creative, visual self.