I Could Be Wholesome

I was on the phone one day with my best pal Bailey, and in response to something she said, I responded saying, " I don't think that's inappropriate." My roommate Britney who was in the kitchen said, "Eva, you don't think ANYTHING is inappropriate."

I must say that Britney and I have EXTREMELY different backgrounds and our stories couldn't be more different. However, we have one very important thing in common, which is the gospel. So I of course took great offense to her comment and said, "Whatever Britney! I think genocide is inappropriate."

I really (not) stretched myself there with that comment, and probably proceeded to offend Britney again and again by the usual words that come out of my mouth. I think it could be argued that I don't filter my thoughts enough or that I don't think before I speak, but in my own defense I maintain that I just call it like it is. And if you can hang, then you can hang. And if you can't, then you can't.

This morning my roommate Emily and I were talking about how it "seems" that every topic we discuss is always something to be joked about. We seem to just make light of everything and turn it into a joke. But we quickly rebuked ourselves and made a list of things that we absolutely do not joke about...

THE LIST:

1. The Doctrines of the Gospel

2. The Temple

3. Abortion

4. The Death or Unfortunate circumstances of our loved ones

5. Mac Users

Keeping it classy.

First Train Home

I got a phone call this week from my best little buddy, Jack Aaron Baker the Hunter. He informed me that he was about to carve pumpkins and that he had an "AWESOME" new Halloween shirt. I miss my partner in crime.

I have been sick all week. I think it would be safe for me to say that it's food poisoning but who knows?! I do anything within my power to avoid going to the doctor and this occasion has not been any different. Maybe in a week or so I'll go. On the rare occasion that I get sick at school, I find myself missing home more than usual. Maybe it's that comfort of knowing that someone will take care of me.... For now I will just attempt to eat saltines and look at pictures of home.

Let the countdown begin: 28 days!

The Good Fight

I'm not ready for this season to end. Let's do this!

You Still Don't Believe

Last night I went and saw the movie, "The Invention of Lying." The setting was in a world where no one can tell a lie. They live in a world much like ours except everyone tells the truth and says what is on their minds about everything. The movie was mediocre at best. I don't recommend it and I will definitely not be the first one in line to buy it, but some credit is in order for a couple of humorous parts.

What if we lived in a world without lies? What if we lived in a world where you could tell anyone what you thought of them because that was the norm? Is honesty the best policy? Is lying always inappropriate?

This could be an ethical debate that could go on forever, but wouldn't it be neat to always speak your mind. I have this book called the "Book of Questions." One of the questions goes along these lines: If all of your closest friends could honestly tell you everything they thought about you, would you want to hear it?

I would say sure. It probably wouldn't be the most enjoyable experience but why not just put it all out on the table. I had another friend answer this question and she said yes to some friends and no to others. She can't handle the truth.....

Can you?

A Change of Scenery

I was in the library today trying to figure out what it is that always brings me here. Is it my homework? Is it the comfort of the low grade office chairs? Is it the eye candy that so abundantly comes in and out? Am I really more focused here than I am elsewhere? I decided that maybe it was time to find a new place to study.

On my way to my Spanish class I stopped in the bathroom of the Smith building and there was a girl diligently studying on the floor of the Women's Restroom. My first thought was disgust by her choice to be studying in the bathroom but then I thought, "Hey if it works, it works." Maybe the sounds of bodily functions and toilets flushing are not my thing. However, low grade office chairs, eye candy and numberless side bar conversations are my thing. It works, so for now, I will stay put.

On a different note, every attempt of blogging in my time has been pathetic. I am on the bandwagon yet again. Take three.