You were, you were, you were.

My friends, meet my new teapot.

Ok, so this one isn't actually mine. Mine is much cuter since it's a really good green color and a tad thinner. Anyways, it is my most happiest addition to my I-am-a-real-person-take-me-seriously collection. Also, since last year I have come to truly love herbal teas. The one I am drinking right now is called "tarocco ruby orange." I am just so fancy.

It is so hard not to sing "I'm a little teapot" sometimes.

In other news, I just wrote my second song in a month! This is a big deal for these days! I haven't written this much since high school. And they aren't even angsty songs! This is exciting, people!

Music carries it along

A year from now we'll all be gone
All our friends will move away
And they're goin' to better places
But our friends will be gone away

Nothing is as it has been
And I miss your face like hell
And I guess it's just as well
But I miss your face like hell

Been talkin bout the way things change
And my family lives in a different state
If you don't know what to make of this
Then we will not relate

Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers 'til I meet you

You're holding in your hands the two halves of my heart

Wham bam thank you ma'am

http://persephonemagazine.com/2011/10/dont-even-get-me-started-mythical-bootstraps-college-student/

"I have been able to be successful, in large part, because my parents were successful. I did something with what I was given, but I was given a huge amount, and to have squandered it would have been criminal. Having done what was expected of me shouldn’t warrant a pat on the back, it was, whether I want to admit it or not, the bare minimum. And to expect someone who wasn’t given a fraction of what I was given to do the same without help is wrong, and it’s senseless.

If you’re a middle class kid, or an upper middle class kid, or a rich kid, you have no right to claim that you got where you got simply because of hard work. You got where you are, at least in part, because of what others did for you, and if you hadn’t been born into a family of people who wanted to and were able to do those things for you, you would have needed someone else to do it."

Fools in love, are there any other kinds of lovers?

Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain?

Tinies

The best part of my job:
When people bring their babies. Especially when they're sending a fax because there's actually time to play with them. Sigh.

There ARE cool people in the world!

These hands are just too shaky to hold

I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag

Open up your ears and hearts

I am sitting on the hammock outside of my little house. The sky is grey and looks low, I am surrounded by smallish yellow leaves. Since there's no one in sight- no one on the street on in windows- I can't help but feel like I've been trapped in a sort of model built in a cardboard box. No one else exists in this small stretch of art. In a lot of ways I wish they did, but in the end it's ok because I'm playing music louder this way.

Perspective

This

has been circulating mostly in conservative online circles.

There is so much social and historical inaccuracy in this that I just... I don't know.

Do all of my peers at BYU really feel like they've worked for all they have? Are we not taking into consideration the efforts and encouragements of parents? Being born into a religious family? Being a part of a religion that values and provides affordable education? Having always done well in school and being raised under the assumption that college was an option? Having few other deeply troubling circumstances growing up to blur our focus and ability to earn money or plan for the future?

To me, this is not about the 99%. This is about owning up to the fact that I have been blessed more than I have worked for. This is being willing to consider those who weren't born into a track of success. There are many people who have made something of themselves from seemingly inconsequential circumstances. How many of those people had lucky breaks or connections? How many of those were blessed with extraordinary talent? How many of those have made extreme wealth out of average circumstances?

Conversely, how many "successes" in this country have had no connections or lucky breaks on their way up? How many of the wealthy have no innate talent or above average ability? How any of them started out with absolutely nothing, including a supportive family structure?

When we talk about equality, we need to understand that there is no way to provide equal footing from birth. I'm not even talking legislation here: I'm talking improving circumstances through tolerance and understanding.

And maybe even a little bit of charity.

I can't stand TA's even more now that I've been a TA.

Irony or discovery?


Also, dear world, "heighth" is not a word. Just sayin.

This. This is worth watching.

My gold

Mondays are good days.

Sometimes its nice to hit the bottom to have all your fears renounced. Some beautiful people have been placed in my life, and I am forever grateful for them. This week is looking up.

50 days until the MTC, my friends.

Emotional people do not possess good shoulders to cry on. They move too much and are forever focused other things. Just an observation.

A dazzling place I never knew

It's remarkable how revitalizing finishing (and acing) a test can be! I feel new!

NEW I tell you!

Long Division

Most of us spend most of our lives being there for other people. I think secretly we have an understanding that all of those people would be there for us if we needed them. We could call in a favor or have somewhere to turn. It's better not to operate with that understanding. As it turns out, it's very rarely accurate.