Not just Mindy

I had to share this. Mostly because it made me laugh so hard.

The other day I called my mom. We had a pleasant conversation, discussing school, work, and other such things when she asked "Have you talked to Mindy lately? Do you know how she's doing?" I told my mom that I hadn't and then we talked about how we feel like she's fallen off the face of the planet a little bit (don't worry Mindy, I don't think it's necessarily your fault, BYU does that to people ;)).

The next day I talked to Mindy, and proceeded to tell her that our mother had inquired about how she was when I had called. Of course I exaggerated for effect. I said something along the lines of "Yeah, I called mom and she answered and said 'Oh hey Megan... How's Mindy?'" Which wasn't really the case, but made for a good laugh all the same.

So as it turns out, Mindy ended up talking to my mom who then heard about the conversation between Mindy and I and the result? An e-mail titled "Not just Mindy." In which my mom explained that she loved to hear from me, and was simply wondering if I had caught Mindy because she had been unsuccessful in doing so. To this I laughed a lot.

The moral of the story? I love my parents. I like that my parents (especially my mother) loves each one of her children uniquely (despite the rumors that Mindy is the favorite). Anyway, thank you for letting me know that it's not just Mindy, even though we still love Mindy lots :D

A Tidbit

So I've recently been re-reading this book and I just wanted to share a small tidbit from it that just made me stop and think.

"You cannot produce trust, just as you cannot 'do' humility. It either is or is not. Trust is the fruit of a relationship in which you know you are loved. Because you do not know that I love you, you cannot trust me." In reply to this statement, the main character answers "I don't know how to change that." The rejoinder to this: "You can't, not alone. But together we will watch that change take place."

School Lunch

Today I thought about high school lunch. I miss that. The social aspect, all my friends together, laughing and having a good time. Oh and having more than 15 minutes to down my entire lunch, when I actually remember to bring it to campus.

Capture the Future with Your Faith

-M. Russell Ballard

That's all.

She's My Friend

But not my best.

I think I have a complex, and I think I can accurately describe it using the words of Homestar Runner's "Teen Girl Squad."

I'm not often worried about being liked by all, but when I do stop and think about it I feel like I'm liked by most...ish. Anyway, I have developed a complex about this though. I've found that with people that are good friends they like me just not that much. Thus the phrase from So-and-So "She's my friend, but not my best."

So, like "The Ugly One" I have the "She's my friend, but not my best" complex.

The Giver

Today I re-read this book. I love it. So much. Sadly enough I wasn't introduced to this book until my second year of college when one of my professors began cleaning out her office and gave away various books. This is an incredibly good book. The main theme I've picked out of this book is the difference between "Ignorance is Bliss" and "Knowledge is Power."

My own personal beliefs strongly leave me thinking that knowledge is power, but the arguments of "the community" in the novel The Giver are compelling enough to make one believe that ignorance is bliss. That not knowing would be sublime. No pain, no suffering, neglect, sorrow any negative emotion would be ultimately eliminated in ignorance. With these eliminations of negative feelings you would also have nothing on the flipside. No true happiness, no elation, or warmth. No true love. There would be a seamlessness of the "Sameness."

I don't want to give the whole book away if you haven't read it, but it is beautiful, easy to read, and fairly short. This books encompasses attitudes about knowledge versus ignorance while tying it into humanity (sort of haha). Anyway, it is a good book. I'm determined to teach this one once I get there. This might be the beginnings of a lesson plan. I'm excited :)

T.S. Eliot

Mr. Eliot, your poem has perpetually been on my mind. So I think I will share the particular part that has been popping up in my brain. I might have taken this a little out of context, but that's ok right? I'm allowed to do that. I've cited my sources :)

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
By T.S. Eliot

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions
And for a hundred visions and revisions
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

...

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?"
Time to turn back...