well, the ride up was just dandy. we listened to one of the harry potter books on cd (i still have no desire to read them, and i think it is funny that adults think they are more intellectually stimulating than, say a video game, simply because they are books, completing ignoring the fact that they are written at a 6th grade reading level. that's right, they are children's books. not bad movies though.) and eating fresh cherries and spitting the pits at semi's. great fun.

when we walked in the apartment we discovered a girl and a boy kissing. they are apparently in the rebellious crowd. we got along fine. until 10:30-ish came around and we were kicked out of the apartment. i guess the girls didnt want to be quarantined for a week for having guys in the apartment after bed-time. (no this isnt the dorms, this is for all of their single's housing). the thing that really gets me, though, is that everyone we talked to insisted that the rules arent that bad. but the fact that they feel like they have to say that (to byu-provo students no less) only makes it seem worse.
dont get me wrong, i hate lots of things about provo too. like the driving/traffic situation; several slightly less juvenile and demoralizing rules; all the molly-mormons and peter-priesthoods who think pink floyd is the devil; opening hymns in nutrition classes; and so on. but provo has had 4 years to work on its bitter after-taste. rexburg had 45 minutes.
