Today i figured out what people did before they had blogs... something called zines!(pronounced 'zeen' its short for magizine) yes, people used to actually use a pen and paper (or typewriter) and write down things that they wanted to say, glue it to another piece of paper, cut out pictures or draw them, paste them on the paper too, photocopy a bunch of copies, staple them, and then actually put a stamp on them and go to the post office and put them through the mail. woah, all that just to get published! then, if the recipient liked what they read (a week later, when they finally got it in the mail) they would write a letter back to the author to tell them how cool (or uncool) the zine was. and now we are too lazy to just e-mail the author of a blog... Im really mad. I remembered that i had a really good idea for something, but i can't remember what that idea was. and i even remember when i thought of this awesome idea, i told myself to write it down or else i would forget it. but i forgot to write it down. It would have been better if i had just not remembered at all.

It seems as if tonight i have inadvertently made a date with my playstation game console and network television. yay.... but eric left his landcruiser key and his landcruiser! looks like i might have to go crazy.
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Well at school the computers wont let me draw on the badical extreme website. Darn. But since I'm so extreme, I will just write something instead. Oh, so for the weekend, I will probably go skiing, not call any girls on valentines day (i'll just wait for them to call me, then I won't have to deal with rejection.) (besides, my P.U.L.S.e's are just waaaay too low for me to be callin ladies! That would be the noose around my neck!) and then talk to the bishop on Sunday to turn in my mission papers. And since Amy is probably the only person reading this-- you should give me a call if you wanna chill this weekend--583-9461- that's my number... Maybe we could play truth or dare jenga- i'll just hope I don't have to lick your bellybutton again... eeeewww....

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Ive added a new feature to my blog. if you click on the thingy that says 'comments' below this post, you can add a comment right to this webpage! so i can read it and you wont have to deal with actually e-mailing me (heaven forbid!). so try it out. i did.
EDIT: so the comment thing made the website really slow, and since no one would even use it, i took it off. so just e-mail me if you have ever seen this website. oh yeah, my email is Weston.Edwards@utah.edu

So I am still a genius... Don't forget it. Do you ever ride the bus? Public transportation is a wonderful achievement of the 20th century. The bus is great. Its never on time, but I guess ill get over it. So what is the deal with valentines day, anyway? A lot of card-giving, flower-buying, candle-lighting, and perfume wearing. sheesh. Why can't every day of the year be an excuse to show affection for the ones you love? And how many people actually know why we celebrate it? But I'm a stinker for tradition, and so maybe I will be one to make a card for that special person and go on a date. (I'm sure an attractive young lady would love to go on a date with me... If I was the only guy left on the planet...) the only thing I've ever done on valentines day was give little store-bought valentine (with my favorite cartoon on the front, such as Raphael from the teenage mutant ninja turtles) to everyone in the class with my name scrawled on the back, and go through my own valentines box afterward, searching for those conversation hearts, nerds, and suckers, and devouring them with such speed only hindered by my ability to tear off the wrapper. The attached valentines were thrown aside, only to be read the next day while trying to find one last piece of candy that possibly, in my frantic feeding frenzy the previous day, slipped through my fingers and nestled itself under the perforated portraits of pro wrestlers, princesses and pets.

okay, so everyone is leaving and im still here. colin and scott are leaving on wednesday and im still here. my parents talked me into going to school for one more semester... wish i hadn't. i like my classes, but i just wish i could be leaving sooner. i'll make the best of it, though. i want to go camping and do fun stuff with my friends that are still here (but im loosing em quick!) i was incredified to meet someone who actually reads this web site on a regular basis. it has inspired me to start writing again. Geniuses arent here to answer all of the questions, but to ask new ones. since im a genius... ill put forth some questions. ...okay, i cant think of any right now, but i will sometime! then you'll be sorry!

wow... been a long, long time. the holidays were great, yadda yadda yadda. but what i really wanted to blog about was the things that happened last night at my missionary prep class. Brent gave a good lesson on faith, and it is in fact what all religions (including mormonism) are based on. A leap of faith is exactly what our heavenly father wants us to take. example: the book of mormon. if the plates were here now, and translated by intelectuals, then there wouldnt be any faith involved in believing the truthfulness of it. testimonies are based on faith, and so is everything else. at the end of the meeting, brent asked us to share our testimonies, and even though everyone's testimony (including mine) were quite small and underdeveloped, i really felt the spirit there, and hearing the testimonies of my friends boosted my own testimony. Also, just the act of bearing my testimony built mine stronger. it made me think about the things i know and dont know. but latley i have been struggling with my testimony of the book of mormon, because after i read it i prayed about it, i never recieve a direct anwser, but i realised last night, while i was bearing my testimony, that i allready had a testimony of the book of mormon. there is no doubt in my mind that it is not true; there is no way that it could have been made up. i dont think i would have read it if i did not know that the words on the pages were true.