So, I expected it to come this week but I didn't know what day. Some weeks the mail comes on Wednesday, and sometimes it comes on Thursday. I had high hopes for it coming on Wednesday but I partially told myself it wouldn't come so I wouldn't have a chance of being let down. Luckily... It came! I got the phone call from the Christina (remember her name for later on in the story) at the Cannon Center saying my call was there 10 minutes before my extremely long night class. I told her I would come get it later.
Psychology was pretty hard to get through for 2.5 hours while I knew my mission call was sitting in the Cannon Center. It was group presentation day and so that made it a little more bearable. Ours was pretty funny (it was about how Mark Zuckerberg and his creation of Facebook has changed communications in relationships). I also distracted myself by playing on byuhitlist.com (it's a website that lets you donate rice to a foundation and also gives you a chance to win prizes by repeatedly clicking a button). By the time class got out, my hand was more sore than I'm willing to admit.

So I got back from class and Jenna, Mikayla, and AG walked with me up to the CANC. We walked up to the lady working at the front desk, Christina, and I got out my ID to hand to it Christina. She already knew my name and handed me my call. Woooooooooo!
I tried to act as chill as possible when I had my call in hand. Jenna hooked me up with a sweet picture of me and my call. Actually... a few of them.
I posted the picture above and to the left on Facebook and the responses were pretty fun to read.
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