However, this morning I woke up with seven mosquito bites on my legs. SEVEN. I haven't been outside or anything, but they were still there! Kayla said she has not even been bite once this year, but one day in Texas, I have seven. And this is bad, because I am allergic to mosquito bites, and they swell up big. Last summer, I got a bite on my thigh the size of my face. I usually have to just sleep through it so I don't feel the itch, but I have become an expert at not starching them. . . ugh, but they are freaking annoying. I swear, I am like candy to mosquitos! They seek me out and FEAST. I'm a fine white wine amongst a sea of cheap beverages. Maybe it's because I have a rare blood type or something. (I wish boys were this attracted to me...)

She had a party tonight with the people from her ward and it was a lot of fun. At first, I was my regular anti-social self, but than I started talking with her friends and we hit it off. We hangout outside a lot, so chances are I will wake up with even more mosquito bites.
Also, birds are crazy in Texas. They never shut up. There are loud, annoying calls I have never hear before, and they are all murderous. Kayla said they have to pick up dead birds all the time because they, like, fall and attack each other. I don't think they will attack us, but I am planning on climbing the trees here at some point, so I will keep you posted.
Fair-faring, friends!
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