SUPER SEMINARY

Hey!
Well my week has been uber strange, mostly sad and depressing without my wake-up alcoholic drink, daiquiri.
First, let's talk about seminary. Seminary is actually going really great this year. Our class is so fun and exciting. Most importantly though, awake. Last year we had a lot of seniors and a couple unenthusiastic juniors, so that class was pretty dull and sleepy.
Not this year, though!
It's a pretty good-sized class, with mostly freshman. Our oldest is Jeremy, who is a senior and doesn't really show up and when he does, he sleeps. That's pretty sad and I wish he liked it more, but it's probably too happy for him. Then we have Ben, who's just weird and 'happy' that way, I guess. He's like a freshman.
Then we have Zach, who is always the chorister by choice, not force, and he always makes me laugh! He's so fun and last week we sang primary songs for seminary, and it was amazing! We sang Once there was a Snowman, and it's hard to explain and I wish I could describe to you how funny it all was, but I can't. Sorry :(
The reason we sang primary songs was because the day before on Sunday, all the youth were in charge of primary, since all the adults had a meeting for the last hour.
I was the pianist, and Zach was the chorister. We were told we would only need to sing for the last twenty minutes, but Bro Bowie's sharing time included singing song after song!
One game was the Hide and Seeker, where one kid would go out of the room while another kid hid the secret object, in this case, a magnet.
So we decided to sing Once there was a Snowman for our second time around, and the little kid could not find the magnet! It was RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF HIM. Whenever the kid got close, we would sing louder and louder, and when he was getting farther away, we would sing softer. We sang Once there was a Snowman 5 times! The kid still couldn't find it!
It was so freakin obvious!!
Anyway... we played that game a lot by the time we got to singing time we had already sang all the songs I knew.
But the point is Zach and I had a blast, despite the demon children.
I was just glad I had something to hide behind, poor Zach on the other hand had nothing, while the kids stared at him and barely sang.
It was hilarious.
Whenever we would get done singing, he would come and sit down on the piano bench next to me, and so when we would have to start singing again, after the kid hid the magnet, I would need to scoot back to the middle, to get ready. So Zach always took forever getting up there--who wouldn't, with the little kids staring at him--and so one time I was just like
"Move your FAT BODY!"
OH just so you know, Zach is skinny as a stick.
When he sat back down after singing time and before the closing prayer was said, he wrote on the piano bench "DELAYNIE WAS HERE" and before I could say anything the kid started saying the prayer, but once he said amen I punched Zach hard on the shoulder, well ,I didn't think I hit that hard.. but he was like
"OUCH!" It was funny. Then when we were all leaving I punched him again and I didn't know his dad was behind me, but I heard him say "Alright Delaynie! want me to hold him down?!"
AMAZING day.
So then in seminary he always makes me laugh, but this week he had pink eye! he was out for three days, and my whole three days had been so messed up. I'm not sure if it was him that made it ultra crappy, but the day he came back I had a great day, which is what I will talk about in my next post. Or you've already read it, so in which case the post you just read.
So in all, without my wake-up call Zachary-daiquiri, (see how well that works? I'll have to start calling him that) my day just doesn't start out right, it goes all funky and out of order.
:D
Now I'm going to write about Friday.