Do all mormon boys wear the same cologne??

As I walked out of my favorite class today, I came to a great dilemma; about a hundred people were trying to squeeze their way out of one door. This wouldn't have struck me nearly as hard had there not been another identical door directly next to the aforementioned door. I swung the opposing door wide and was out of the building before many people even got close to the door. Now, I am not in any way saying that I am smarter than anyone, but something even as small as this worries me about the capacity to which we use our brains. Granted, we do live in america, so we are trained to drive on the right side of the road and walk on the right side of the sidewalk(and use inches instead of centimeters, miles instead of kilometers like the majority of the world, but I'll save that for another rant), but do we let this kind of groupthink influence every aspect of our lives? Is it socially acceptable to be herded into the tiniest of spaces when there is a whole world out there to discover simply because everyone else is doing it? While it might be socially acceptable, is it right? How do we separate ourselves from the shepherding of thoughts? By asking questions, challenging authority, going to the brink of our understanding, coming back, and then doing it all over again. Learn, learn, and then learn some more. Opinions stand on the tightrope of reasoning; they are formed, ripped apart, remolded, shattered, and welded together once they've made it through the sieve. Out with the crap, in with the good.

All boys here smell the same. I'll be walking down the sidewalk when I get a huge gust of cologne hailing from the polo'ed person in front of me, and then the same scent from the studded-belt-boy on the stairs. Did they all get together and decide that whatever (yummy) scent that they are wearing is the official scent of BYU-Idaho? If so, I want to be in that meeting next semester to cast my vote.

I am so much more into this blog now that I have a writing class. I actually enjoy putting my thoughts into tangible words now. Weird.

Inspiration

Today I was inspired by a good friend of mine from GA to write!! She wrote, so I am now writing!



Speaking of writing, there's this class that I am taking known as ADVANCED writing. Terrifying, to say the least. I do NOT consider myself a good writer, but due to AP credits I have the opportunity to skip a class here at BYU-I and go straight to the nitty gritty. Thus, I am terrified. Correction: WAS terrified. So, being an Adams child, my last name is almost always at the tippy top of the roll for any class that I have EVER taken and this class was no exception. So I'm sitting there minding my own business when Jeren(Brother Watson, Mr. Jaren, the head honcho) decides that he would pick the person at the top of the list to say the prayer. I am not a very good public pray-er nor do I often feel comfortable saying the prayer in front of others, but I bit the bullet and did it anyway(much like almost every other class I have been to since the semester started). The spirit was so strong as I stood up and started to speak, it was as though all of my fears had been unwarranted. My whole being felt at peace and my confidence level rose tremendously. Ahhh the power of prayer. It is still kind of weird to have pretty much everyone around you be LDS. Coming from GA where membership is limited, it is a bit of a change. Not a shock like everyone said it would be, but a very interesting, refreshing change of atmosphere. That's not to say that I don't miss GA in the least, believe me, I miss it tons, but the fact that I can relate at least one way to almost everyone here is very calming. So, while I miss everyone from home, I am not home sick...at least not yet....yes, I do miss the incredible relationship that I had with Kelbs(love you boo!!) so so so much. I just haven't even gotten close to filling that void of a close girl relationship. My fault? Maybe. Well...probably...but guys are just so much easier to be friends with! Being raised with a bunch of brothers will do that to a girl!


Now, I'm finally feeling like I am getting into the swing of things. My class schedule is all figured out and I can finally start planning my days. Life as a college student is fitting very well into my life. While I am not at all expecting it to be easy, I know that the Lord is here for me every step of the way. Even with sore, almost blistered feet from returning to dance after two years, I know that what I am doing is the best thing for me right now! I can handle anything thrown my way :)