Really!?!

Normally, being twenty years old and unmarried, with zero prospects of marriage wouldn't be a big deal. However, courtesy of the good ol' institution of BYU apparently, being twenty and very single with graduation peeking around the corner (-ish, still two years out, but I've been here three years so...) is a problem. I was talking to my lovely friend Kristen a few days ago about how ridiculous it is that I'm TWENTY (I can not emphasize this point enough) and feeling pressure to get married. Lots of friends are either already married or taking the plunge this summer. I am not remotely close to this possibility in my life, and ya know what?! I'm totally ok with that. I don't want to be married! I have so much to do and to learn about myself and others. I still don't know who I am yet, I'm not ready to add another person into the mix- at all. Even if I graduate unmarried, so what? It effects no one but me. I don't need people telling me that if I graduate unmarried then it'll never happen. Really?!? What are you trying to do to me man? And you want me to stop hanging out with two of my best friends because they're boys and because I know I won't marry them and therefore they're not marriageable prospects? Really?!?
I love my life. I love where I'm at and what I'm doing. I love not worrying about taking care of anyone but myself (and yes, I know how selfish that sounds). I love the freedom I have. I love all the friends I've met and the wonderful time we all have together. I'm not married, and nor am I dating anyone, but if it doesn't bother me, it shouldn't bother you. Ok? Things will happen in due time. Someday I'll meet my Mr. Darcy and get married but until then, let me enjoy what I've got.

p.s. The title of this post is courtesy of this clip. It's a favorite among my brothers and me.
p.p.s. Sorry for the bitterness that might be found throughout the above rant. I just needed to get it out. BUT please note, I am not against marriage at all. It's wonderful and great! Just not for me right now.

I left my heart in San Francisco

Just a brief recap of the weekends events. Thursday morning- drive to Reno. Friday morning- drive to San Francisco. Friday and Saturday- have an amazing time in SF. Sunday morning- drive back to Utah. All pictures of courtesy of the lovely Kristen Brown. More will follow (I hope) once Alisa posts her pictures.

The girls- Kristen, me and Alisa

Buffet. Jason ate more than I've ever seen anyone eat.


Lombard Street! The most curvy road in the world!

Very typical- Jason with all the girls.

Muir Woods- big, pretty trees

At the Oakland temple. Love this picture!

The crew at the Oakland temple.

SUCH a fun weekend. I love big cities and everyone in San Francisco is so nice! Plus it's beautiful (minus the smog).

The Bane of My Existence...

Exercise. Ok, that may be a little dramatic. But- I just don't like it. Not any of it. I hate running and hiking, I hate doing crunches and push-ups and squats. I hate it all. I'm athletically challenged so sports aren't really an option for me either. So what does that leave me? Nothing. Sad I know. I guess I just need to grin and bear it. It's a necessity. Lately, I've been playing tennis, actually, I guess it would be more accurate to say I've been "playing" tennis. I'm pretty awful. But I think it's fun and it get me outside in the sun moving around. Anyway, I guess my search for fun exercise will just have to continue. I will forge on. Wish me luck.

Check

I fulfilled not only one but TWO life goals this weekend. A.) I ate Italian gelato (raspberry- very delicious) at this adorable little shop called Maestro's on Center Street here in P-Town. B.) I bought something at Banana Republic! It is a really cute "teacher" shirt that I got for $16. What a steal. I'm very pleased. PLUS I won mini-golf on Friday, which, while not a life goal is a very big accomplishment for me considering I'm awful at sports (those who can't play-watch. That is me my friends). Overall, great start to a Memorial Day weekend. And as I'm writing this I'm eating cheese and crackers. Can life get any better? I submit that it can not.

Life

"Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life. Well, not small, but valuable. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void."
-Kathleen Kelly, You've Got Mail

Dan Brown

I remember when I first wanted to read The Di Vinci Code and my dad warned me, telling me to remember that what was written wasn't actually true. It was a very interesting and entertaining book and so I went on to read Angels and Demons. It was pretty ok, but I didn't have much interest in reading any more Dan Brown after. I read this today and had mixed feelings. I almost felt guilty for reading his books, which I know wasn't what the author intended. But some things that were pointed out made me realize that Dan Brown and I vastly differ in our outlooks on religion. Now, this would be perfectly fine except that is what the two books of his that I've read focus on. "In the Brownian worldview, all religions — even Roman Catholicism — have the potential to be wonderful, so long as we can get over the idea that any one of them might be particularly true." How sad is that? Why wouldn't you want to believe that one religion was true and had all the answers? What a sad mindset. The article concludes with this clincher: "You can have Jesus or Dan Brown. But you can’t have both." Ouch.

Change

Everybody's changin' and I don't know why.
Everybody's changin' and I don't feel the same.
-Keane