What to do??

So I come on here almost everyday with the intention to make an entry. Everytime I get to the new post page I stare at it and then close the window and go watch tv or something. I usually start out as if I was going to write in my journal and tell about my day, but that wouldn't be very interesting for many readers besides my grandma (no offense, but she really would like that since she loved getting my missionary emails from my mom) and so I don't write at all. So since I don't want to write about my incredibly boring life everyday I've decided to write about how I don't know what to write about...at least today. I am thinking that I have two solutions...either make life interesting by putting myself out there more, or, by doing things with the intention of using it for my blog entry. So, now that I have established this, we will hope to hear interesting stories and hopefully I can remember to take my camera with me.

Now that I have written all of this I just thought of something interesting. So on Friday I was on my date with Sarah May. It was actually really fun and I had a good time. Well after the formal we got together and went to a park to play night games, and yes it was cold outside. We started playing capture the flag in the dark with a little snow on the ground. Well, Sarah said that she should be home at the latest 1 o' clock. So we had to leave early (aren't those late night games?? I thought so) As we were walking away from the group I saw someone a little up on the hill jump out of the bushes. He/she saw us and jumped back in. Of course Sarah didn't see anything, but I did and it was far away from the rest of the group to assume that it wasn't one of them. Now, first I thought, who is that hiding in the bushes at 12:45 at night? Then, of course my mind decided that the only people who do that are bad people, mainly murderers. So we hurried to the car and got there safely. We were freaked out a little, and that led to scary stories that we had experienced in our lives. I have talked to others and they know nothing about someone hiding in the bushes, so who knows?!? Could we have crossed paths with a serial killer? I hope so because that makes a better story. ;)