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Hermit Blogger Breaks the Silence with Her First Post in a Year: Faith in Humanity Restored


The last post I made was June 2013. You can see that consistency is not one of my strong points. However, I am back, in black, and your life has officially become more enlightened (you’re welcome).

If you look at my blogger account, you will see that I have 6 rough drafts for blog posts. So, it’s not like I haven’t been wanting to write- I just never did. I’m the worst! So I’m really excited for the summer because it should give me more time to write. And maybe if I tell you about what I want to write about, I might actually follow through. Because once you post something on the internet….THERE’S NO GOING BACK.

Please enjoy a quick dance break to this song.


But enough of Katy Perry. So this is like blog posts within a blog post. Here are 4 things you should expect from me this summer:

11. A Non-Mormon’s Survival Guide to BYU. So, I finished my freshman year at BYU last month. THE MORMON SCHOOL. I’m not going to lie and tell you it’s a normal place- because it isn’t. BYU has a very unique culture, and without the right insights and tips, it can be a little much. And you should definitely visit BYU if you have the chance. After all, it IS home to the smartest and sexiest student body.
Maybe I should write a blog post on being photogenic. Obviously one of my best characteristics. 




22.  SUBWAY: BEHIND THE SCENES. This is a working title (you kind of see us making the sandwich, so it isn’t really behind the scenes). Like my favorite blogger, Kristen, I too had the opportunity to work at America’s beloved sandwich shop last semester at BYU. I told myself I would never work at Subway- but when you’re poor, there isn’t really space for pride. Actually, there’s always space. I can pride myself in saying that I worked at the Busiest Subway in the World- located at the heart of BYU’s Student Center. #eatfresh

23. DOOR TO DOOR. I also told myself I would never do door-to-door sales. (As I pompous, purple-panted, shaggy-haired adolescent once said-never say never). I will be spending my summer in Wilmington, Delaware, selling door to door. And don’t worry, it’s a lot harder than it looks. More to come on that.
I couldn't ask for a sexier uniform. 



4. Discovering Delaware and Other Destinations. So, for a week last summer, I turned my blog into a travel blog while in Charleston. One of the great things about Delaware (I never knew those words would be used in the same sentence) is that every where you’d want to go to on the East Coast is within a 2 hour drive: Washington D.C., NYC, Philadelphia, Atlantic City, etc. So, I’ll be sharing some of my experiences as I explore more as well as uncover some of the mysteries of Delaware (because Delaware is so mysterious). 

So this was a nice experiment. Hopefully, I follow through.







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