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While watching the BYU vs Utah game I had a grand epiphany. Put your symbolism cap on, and walk with me as I explain a strange phenomena that occurs within our body every waking day. Blood... takes up 5-6 pints of our bodies; when blood is protected inside the body it takes on a blueish color. However, when blood is contaminated it turns red. This is a very important concept, that I felt inclined to share. Go cougars.

I am a proud owner of a license that reads "D" for donor. I don't mind donating my organs and blood, I just wish I could just choose who the receptor would be. Selective donating would be the new term, and millions of anxious 15 year olds will dream of the day when they receive their own copy of an SD drivers license.

Why does my name appear as "Korean" when I text it?

During freshman year, I would shy away from the opportunity in attending my freshman ward. Consequently, the more weekends I spend down here, the more I regret that decision. My Sundays here have been nothing but a treat, literally! Today I had what I like to call, "Monkey in a barrel" sacrament. This event occurs when you reach for the bread and not one, but two pieces of bread are clinging onto each other! Ahhh, the blessings of obedience... Maybe you didn't realize the many technical terms allotted to the sacrament. Let me share another one, at home, I'm what deacons call a "gold digging member." When the bread reaches me, I pause, pull out my glasses, and search among the thousand graneul pieces of bread. This process continues until I find the largest piece of bread that will satisfy my ongoing fast, very rewarding if I do say so myself. Please share some of your own techniques!