I used to hate Women's Conference at BYU when I was a student. The crowds! Parking was already the bane of my existence and throwing 50,000 women into the mix did not help. I just made that number up. Does it sound right? Maybe it's more like 5,000? Or 700,000? Did I mention that while attending BYU I took Math 99? That class was full of dummies like me. I don't know math well enough to make a funny joke about the questions we asked our teacher and his long-suffering answers but suffice it to say that he would be all [insert obvious math principle here] and we would be all, "What are you talking about?"
I couldn't understand why women would flock to campus to stand in line and walk everywhere just to go to more church. It seemed kind of pitiful to me. Like, "Don't you have anything better to do?" However, now I look back at myself and think, "Why did you sleep in every day and never really do the reading for any of your classes? It's not like you had anything better to do." So I guess we're even--me and my college self, that is.
Now I'm--I don't know--about 15 years older (or something) and Women's Conference seems like fun. In fact, it is fun. I went to it today because Lisa gave a presentation. She did great. Her session was my favorite but I picked out a lot of other sessions to go to tomorrow. I'm trying to get more attention from Lisa so I picked out ones about depression, getting out of debt, and saving your marriage. I hope she notices and starts to worry about me and do special things for me.
I got lots of good ideas today about being a better person and I was really excited and took notes but when I got home implementing the ideas just seemed too hard. Plus I was really worn out from walking around at Women's Conference.