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.