You know, no woman's blog is complete without an angsty post about marriage.
However, today I bring you a critique of an article I happen to glance upon in the school newspaper, link here. (This was on the front page)
This article does particularly apply to me, so I decided to read it while I shirked its sister article here. It also ironically applies because I went in to see a councilor today about graduation. I am sadly now under the illusion that I cannot graduate because I have not gotten married yet (see the checklist from the second article...though I guess I also don't have a job.)(!)
Anyways, these are my favorite quotes and favorite thoughts thereof...
“I feel like there is a pressure for everyone to just get married as fast as they can. It’s sad, but some girls start to lose hope if they’re 21 and not married before graduation,” Townsend said.
Yes. I think I've lost hope. It must be "hanging out" with 'reason' and 'eternal perspective' over in pagan lands where only lesser-than-BYU-attendees are. Ashlet Van Wagoner (Author of first article), I expect an opinion section letter from you on Tues/Thursday claiming this article was required writing for some stupid publishing class.
"In an unscientific survey of a small number of students, the average age a BYU student was socially expected to be married was 22 for females and 25 years old for males."
Yes. The best source for statistical facts are from unscientific surveys of a small number of students. Excellent journalism there. Oh, and by the way, 25 just happens to be the age of the 'menace to society' adage. I'm really shocked you came up with that number! But 22! I might as well dye my hair grey, walk with a stoop, and adopt 5 kittens now!
I guess I shouldn't be too irked by this front page article in the school newspaper. However, thank you Daily Universe, for making sure I will never take your journalism seriously again (except for the girl who does the opinion viewpoint articles. You rock! Unfortunately there's no link to you on the website.)
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
I'm not!
So I've been watching a lot of what I say on facebook more than usual lately. Not only because I lack this (kinda...but in a different way), but also because I feel that everything and anything I am going to say is going to be taken wrongly by someone.
For example,
In my Russian class I read this AMAZING book Eugine Onegin and I want to quote a ton of things from it like,
"Of course the love of tender beauties/Is surer far than friends or kin:/Your claim upon its joyous duties/Survives when even tempests spin./Of course it's so. And yet be wary,/For fashions change, and views will vary..."
Isn't that beautiful poetry that is absolutely true (and I dislike poetry in general mind you)? But I feel like if I post it on facebook that someone will take offense. I've never been afraid to post my opinion before now, so what's up with me? Am I trying to appease too many people? Too many people that aren't myself?
And no, I'm not trying to pointedly or indirectly write this to someone. When I have a biff with someone, I'll talk to them about it or forget about it cause its not worth getting mad at the person over. I don't know. Don't I?
Man, I'm re-reading this post and even I think I'm writing it to someone when I'm not. I'm not! Maybe I know something about myself that myself doesn't know or doesn't want to know. What a pardox I am!
Anyways, here's some more poetry that I liked from the book. Enjoy.
Eugene Onegin chp4 pg 92 stanza 20, "Hm, hm, dear reader, feeling mellow?/And are your kinfold well today?/To hear what I'm prepared to say/On 'kinfolk' and their implications?' Well, here's my view of close relations:/They're people whom we're bound to prize,/To honour, love, and idolize,/And, following the old tradition,/To visit come the Christmas feast,'Or send a wish by mail at least;/All other days they've our permission/To quite forget us, if they please-/So grant them, God, long life and ease!"
"Fare thee well, and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well." -Byron
And this last one is a portion of the book that hit me hard at the heart. I'd memorize it if I liked poetry :)
chp 4 st. 51 "...Oh, blest is he who lives believing/Who takes cold intellect for naught/Who rests within the heart's sweet places/As does a drunk in sleep's embraces/Or as, more tenderly I'd say/ A butterfly who blooms of May/ But wretched he who's too far-sighted/Whose head is never fancy-stirred/Who hates all gestures, each warm word/As sentiments to be derided/Whose heart...experience has cooled/And barred from being loved...or fooled!"
Ok, I lied, just one more! I posted this on my door after my roommate and I laughed at the truthfulness of it.
chp 3 st. 22"I've known great beuties proudly distant/As cold and chaste as winter snow/Implacable, to all resistant/Impossible for mind to know/I've marveled at their haughty manner/Their natural virtue's flaunted banner/And I confess, from them I fled/As if in terror I had read/Above their brows the sign of Hades:/Abandon Hope, Who Enter Here!/ Their joy is striking men with fear/For love offends these charming ladies./ Perhaps along the Neva's shore/You too have known such belles before."
For example,
In my Russian class I read this AMAZING book Eugine Onegin and I want to quote a ton of things from it like,
"Of course the love of tender beauties/Is surer far than friends or kin:/Your claim upon its joyous duties/Survives when even tempests spin./Of course it's so. And yet be wary,/For fashions change, and views will vary..."
Isn't that beautiful poetry that is absolutely true (and I dislike poetry in general mind you)? But I feel like if I post it on facebook that someone will take offense. I've never been afraid to post my opinion before now, so what's up with me? Am I trying to appease too many people? Too many people that aren't myself?
And no, I'm not trying to pointedly or indirectly write this to someone. When I have a biff with someone, I'll talk to them about it or forget about it cause its not worth getting mad at the person over. I don't know. Don't I?
Man, I'm re-reading this post and even I think I'm writing it to someone when I'm not. I'm not! Maybe I know something about myself that myself doesn't know or doesn't want to know. What a pardox I am!
Anyways, here's some more poetry that I liked from the book. Enjoy.
Eugene Onegin chp4 pg 92 stanza 20, "Hm, hm, dear reader, feeling mellow?/And are your kinfold well today?/To hear what I'm prepared to say/On 'kinfolk' and their implications?' Well, here's my view of close relations:/They're people whom we're bound to prize,/To honour, love, and idolize,/And, following the old tradition,/To visit come the Christmas feast,'Or send a wish by mail at least;/All other days they've our permission/To quite forget us, if they please-/So grant them, God, long life and ease!"
"Fare thee well, and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well." -Byron
And this last one is a portion of the book that hit me hard at the heart. I'd memorize it if I liked poetry :)
chp 4 st. 51 "...Oh, blest is he who lives believing/Who takes cold intellect for naught/Who rests within the heart's sweet places/As does a drunk in sleep's embraces/Or as, more tenderly I'd say/ A butterfly who blooms of May/ But wretched he who's too far-sighted/Whose head is never fancy-stirred/Who hates all gestures, each warm word/As sentiments to be derided/Whose heart...experience has cooled/And barred from being loved...or fooled!"
Ok, I lied, just one more! I posted this on my door after my roommate and I laughed at the truthfulness of it.
chp 3 st. 22"I've known great beuties proudly distant/As cold and chaste as winter snow/Implacable, to all resistant/Impossible for mind to know/I've marveled at their haughty manner/Their natural virtue's flaunted banner/And I confess, from them I fled/As if in terror I had read/Above their brows the sign of Hades:/Abandon Hope, Who Enter Here!/ Their joy is striking men with fear/For love offends these charming ladies./ Perhaps along the Neva's shore/You too have known such belles before."
Saturday, January 15, 2011
My pet bird was put down today because of complications with her having eggs. So since this is a blog mainly dedicated to happiness, I find myself reminiscing on what made her such an excellent companion.
She had her quirks. She liked my brother even though he did nothing but go out of the way to scare her, liked to eat paper, and had the fond nickname "popcorn-hawk"
We never cut her wings because none of us could stand to see her not fly anymore. We love our freedom in my household and to take that away from even a little bird, after she has gained it, is too much.
Lastly, she was a great companion and an inspiration for many a doodles and symbolism.
All dogs go to heaven. Well, I am going to extrapolate here and say that Cockatiels do too. RIP my dear sweet bird.
She had her quirks. She liked my brother even though he did nothing but go out of the way to scare her, liked to eat paper, and had the fond nickname "popcorn-hawk"
We never cut her wings because none of us could stand to see her not fly anymore. We love our freedom in my household and to take that away from even a little bird, after she has gained it, is too much.
Lastly, she was a great companion and an inspiration for many a doodles and symbolism.
All dogs go to heaven. Well, I am going to extrapolate here and say that Cockatiels do too. RIP my dear sweet bird.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Reading
I've done me some nice amount of reading over the past two weeks. And by nice, I mean 1 book. I finished "Gone With The Wind" and couldn't help feeling closer to my little brother who is in the South right now.
Also I hate Scarlet. Just had to get that out there.
But I wanted to note that I'm taking this class where we study Russian novels that have been translated into English. I am also reading the NYT EVERY DAY. This is an amazing feat for me because I really detest journalism. There are some good writers out there and, thankfully, the NYT is very good but the majority of the time I just don't like how journalism is written. However, as the new years bodes people making resolutions, I have decided to get over myself for New Years and start doing (a few) things that I hate. Reading the Newspaper, reading non-fiction, and (taking some proverbs verses to heart) curbing my tongue are a few of them.
Therefore, I fully expect to be a fully informed, lower-decibel, communist citizen when April comes around.
Also I hate Scarlet. Just had to get that out there.
But I wanted to note that I'm taking this class where we study Russian novels that have been translated into English. I am also reading the NYT EVERY DAY. This is an amazing feat for me because I really detest journalism. There are some good writers out there and, thankfully, the NYT is very good but the majority of the time I just don't like how journalism is written. However, as the new years bodes people making resolutions, I have decided to get over myself for New Years and start doing (a few) things that I hate. Reading the Newspaper, reading non-fiction, and (taking some proverbs verses to heart) curbing my tongue are a few of them.
Therefore, I fully expect to be a fully informed, lower-decibel, communist citizen when April comes around.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Welcome to Fabulous~!
I was set. I had my 'hired bodyguard', the tickets pre-paid for, and a belly full of burger ready to face the night. We arrived an hour early, and lucky we did. We were able to get within 10 feet of the front row. I bought a t-shirt while my guard held our spots at bay from the growing crowd.
THE FIRST BAND WAS AN HOUR LATE.
But my patience was rewarded. After an amusing scottish singer wooed the crowd with his repretoire of obscure songs famous mainly in England, the stage went quite in anticipation. I refused to remove my eyes from the stage. I caught trepid glances of the singer and band because we were angled from the stage so that we could see past the curtains. I could recognize the back-up singers because of the copious youtube videos I'd watched in preperation.
THE ROOM WENT DARK.
AND THEN BRANDON FLOWERS CAME ON STAGE AND SANG HIS OPENING SONG "On the Floor"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh man. It was amazing. He was amazing! The lights were amazing! Everything was amazing! Neither of us had a camera so I caught what I could on my phone, never to be taken off because of my lack of internet access. I was infatuated with it all! Of course, I was among an older crowd and they weren't as giddy as I was :( So I had to lower my excitment and decible level. All the same it was amazing. He also sang two killers songs, including a mix on "Loosing Touch" that makes it hard for me to listent to the original because I liked it so much! (Side Note: I couldn't listen to his new album for a week after that because I'd seen them all live...it was amazing!). And then, the créme de la créme of the night came on. The encore of the WHOLE show, RONNIE VANUCCI CAME ON STAGE AND SANG A KILLERS SONG!!!! I nearly died from happiness!
Needless to say, going to the Brandon Flowers concert was picture perfect. I will cherish that memory all my life. The only remorse I feel from that night is that I couldn't buy more tickets. It was awfully lonely because I'm a big proponent of having huge parties for my birthday party. That taint is most saddening.
As such I'm going to throw myself a half-birthday in the future. I refuse to leave college without a big hullabaloo all about me. For my friends of course...It's vital to my existance!
THE FIRST BAND WAS AN HOUR LATE.
But my patience was rewarded. After an amusing scottish singer wooed the crowd with his repretoire of obscure songs famous mainly in England, the stage went quite in anticipation. I refused to remove my eyes from the stage. I caught trepid glances of the singer and band because we were angled from the stage so that we could see past the curtains. I could recognize the back-up singers because of the copious youtube videos I'd watched in preperation.
THE ROOM WENT DARK.
AND THEN BRANDON FLOWERS CAME ON STAGE AND SANG HIS OPENING SONG "On the Floor"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh man. It was amazing. He was amazing! The lights were amazing! Everything was amazing! Neither of us had a camera so I caught what I could on my phone, never to be taken off because of my lack of internet access. I was infatuated with it all! Of course, I was among an older crowd and they weren't as giddy as I was :( So I had to lower my excitment and decible level. All the same it was amazing. He also sang two killers songs, including a mix on "Loosing Touch" that makes it hard for me to listent to the original because I liked it so much! (Side Note: I couldn't listen to his new album for a week after that because I'd seen them all live...it was amazing!). And then, the créme de la créme of the night came on. The encore of the WHOLE show, RONNIE VANUCCI CAME ON STAGE AND SANG A KILLERS SONG!!!! I nearly died from happiness!
Needless to say, going to the Brandon Flowers concert was picture perfect. I will cherish that memory all my life. The only remorse I feel from that night is that I couldn't buy more tickets. It was awfully lonely because I'm a big proponent of having huge parties for my birthday party. That taint is most saddening.
As such I'm going to throw myself a half-birthday in the future. I refuse to leave college without a big hullabaloo all about me. For my friends of course...It's vital to my existance!
Don't use epic
As I would normally say after returning to something on the computer after leaving it for a long time, time to dust off the keyboard.
So what's new since my last post!? Well I did get home for Thanksgiving and I did find a ride home for Christmas! I hitched a ride from the rideboard on campus and it made me thankful that I worked for Catering. The driver, instead of being a stranger, was a random obscure wait staff who I knew (by her face. I am horrible with names).
I have fulfilled some life goals! I went to Death Valley for vacation and fulfilled my desire to fulfill Psalms 23:4 in real life (i.e. walking through death valley, bwahaha!), I finally got more clothes for Christmas than other types of gifts for the first time in my life (willingly), and I passed all my classes whoot!
Some epic fails are that my plans for graduate school are post-poned. Also, I used the word fail AND epic, which according to a news report in an elevator I was riding in today is a big 2011 no-no. But yeah, I won't be applying for grad school for at least another year. So I'll just have to occupy my time til then.
Like I could read great American classics :D. I'm reading "Gone With the Wind" right now and it's given me a new requirement about my future husband. He must have a gleam in his eyes that defies analysis! What that means, I'm sure is not attainable in real life. But I like it just the same.
There's oodles more, because obviously I don't have a boring life, but I don't recall it at the moment. There were also a ton of blog posts I was going to do over the course of the past 3 months but now I've whittled them down to only one. Yay! Oh, and happy New Years!
So what's new since my last post!? Well I did get home for Thanksgiving and I did find a ride home for Christmas! I hitched a ride from the rideboard on campus and it made me thankful that I worked for Catering. The driver, instead of being a stranger, was a random obscure wait staff who I knew (by her face. I am horrible with names).
I have fulfilled some life goals! I went to Death Valley for vacation and fulfilled my desire to fulfill Psalms 23:4 in real life (i.e. walking through death valley, bwahaha!), I finally got more clothes for Christmas than other types of gifts for the first time in my life (willingly), and I passed all my classes whoot!
Some epic fails are that my plans for graduate school are post-poned. Also, I used the word fail AND epic, which according to a news report in an elevator I was riding in today is a big 2011 no-no. But yeah, I won't be applying for grad school for at least another year. So I'll just have to occupy my time til then.
Like I could read great American classics :D. I'm reading "Gone With the Wind" right now and it's given me a new requirement about my future husband. He must have a gleam in his eyes that defies analysis! What that means, I'm sure is not attainable in real life. But I like it just the same.
There's oodles more, because obviously I don't have a boring life, but I don't recall it at the moment. There were also a ton of blog posts I was going to do over the course of the past 3 months but now I've whittled them down to only one. Yay! Oh, and happy New Years!
Monday, November 15, 2010
Update
I keep coming to blog and then decide to delete my post, so I'm just going to get some basics out.
1. Little bro is finally out in the mission field. He's literally a mile from the beach. Trust me...I google mapped it. (Thought I'd get my inner stalker on)
2. Going to go see Brandon Flowers Wednesday (pictures forthcoming). Pretty much going to be one of the best days of my life...and yet there's a shadow over it because all the people I wanted to come can't because I couldn't pay from them/they are too young.
3. Applying for graduate school is hard. Please University of Chicago! Accept me for who I AM!!!
4. I get to go home for Thanksgiving :D Now I just have to find a ride home for Christmas :D
5. The last Football game I'm ever going to work is next Saturday. Bitter, bitter sweet.
6. I've been doing a lot of introspection lately and, I must admit, I think I'm going to have to add 'trying to be an appropriate decimal level' to the list. A friend of mine insisted that he could hear me across the quad today as I was yelling at another friend...and I believe him!
That's about it. So yeah. :D
1. Little bro is finally out in the mission field. He's literally a mile from the beach. Trust me...I google mapped it. (Thought I'd get my inner stalker on)
2. Going to go see Brandon Flowers Wednesday (pictures forthcoming). Pretty much going to be one of the best days of my life...and yet there's a shadow over it because all the people I wanted to come can't because I couldn't pay from them/they are too young.
3. Applying for graduate school is hard. Please University of Chicago! Accept me for who I AM!!!
4. I get to go home for Thanksgiving :D Now I just have to find a ride home for Christmas :D
5. The last Football game I'm ever going to work is next Saturday. Bitter, bitter sweet.
6. I've been doing a lot of introspection lately and, I must admit, I think I'm going to have to add 'trying to be an appropriate decimal level' to the list. A friend of mine insisted that he could hear me across the quad today as I was yelling at another friend...and I believe him!
That's about it. So yeah. :D
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