Sorry I haven't posted in a while! It's hard to do outfit posts when all of your clothes are packed up and ready to go back to Utah!
Pshhhh. You actually bought that?! Yeah, nothing is packed. Ok one box, but not any clothes. Did I mention that I leave TOMORROW? Oh well, I do.
These past few weeks, everything has fallen apart. Literally. My car decided to stop working and My chair decided to stop working. You know, those two things are pretty crucial in doing anything else. Between getting the two of those fixed, seeing my friends one last time and going to doctor's appointments, I haven't had much time (or energy) for pictures. Or anything for that matter.
So here's to one last day! And the hope that I'll continue to be at least a mediocre blogger throughout the school year!
You know how in high school, there was always that one assignment you dreaded? Vocab tests. Timed writes. Anything to do with math. Now I wasn't a huge fan of any of those but I wanted to crawl under my desk and rock back and forth the day my AP Literature teacher said, "We are going to be writing a poem a week for the rest of the year!"
In my high schooler mind, good poems were either angsty or abstract and I didn't have a drop of angsty or abstract blood in my body. Not to mention, who wants their teacher reading a poem about their crush? Actually, the better question is what high school teacher wants to read poems about their student's crushes?
So, with every poem, I would sit, and wait, until "inspiration" struck and I could come up with something brilliant. "Inspiration" usually was, "Oh shoot, it's almost 10 and I still don't have anything! Hmmm, how about a poem about not being able to write a poem!" That was all fine and great until all the other kids started doing the same thing...
From that point on, I resolved to write silly poems. Find something in the room and just write about it. For example, I saw a bottle of Elmar's glue so I wrote a piece entitled, "I Know You Want a Little Taste, But Please Dear Child, Don't Eat the Paste" (which I cannot find anywhere! Curse you computers!)
So here it is my friends:
An Ode to Twitter By Shelby Hintze
Oh thou land of twits
A world where one and all are right
Yet, one and all are wrong
A place where opinion trumps actuality
A place where no matter what Perez declares,
E! News covers it as concrete intelligence
In the vast sea that is Ashton Kutcher’s followers
You will find the deprived man,
The prosperous man, the comical man,
The dim man and Tyra Banks
Only here can a celebrity attain more faithful followers
Than the president himself. And The Onion News network,
Tweets more than CNN.
In this land of blue birds tweeting their joyful,
And sometimes not so joyful song,
We common folk can live vicariously through
Ms. Cyrus. That is, until the heartrending day
She left this land, never to tweet again.
Today is what us Mormons like to call Fast Sunday. On the first Sunday of the month, we don't eat or drink, typically for 24 hours or however long our bodies are able to (For me, 24 hours makes me sick so I try to go as long as possible and then I don't eat treats, only meals). We do this because Christ did. It is a form of sacrifice and helps us gain more self-control and appreciation for what we have. (You can read more at the link of above!) We also share our testimonies in our worship service. Now this may be silly but it kind of scares the crap out of me. A lot. Not neccesarily the actual speaking once you're up there but I HATE walking up there and walking back. Wierd,I know. SO maybe today I will get the courage to just go up there and share me testimony, but if I don't, here it is for you, world, to read.
This is what I know. I know I have a Heavenly Father who loves me. I know this world is too amazing to be a coincidence. I know everyone has a divine potential. I know that Heavenly Father gave us all gifts and talents we can use to help others and glorify Him. I know Heavenly Father speaks to us today, what kind of Father would he be if he didn't? I know and love that we have a prophet on Earth today, who speaks with God regularly, who can give us guidance and counsel for these changing times we live in. I know the Book of Mormon is the word of God, another testament of Christ. I also know that it is just a book and it doesn't matter how long it sits on our bookshelf or how many times we read it, if we don't do anything with the sacred truths taught to us, we have wasted our time. I know Jesus Christ atoned for not only our sins but He also suffered every pain and sorrow we will every go through so that He will know how to help us. I know that families can be together forever through the sealing powers of the temple. I know that Heavenly Father knows me, Shelby Anne Hintze, by name. I know He knows all of my trials and if I just ask Him, He will help me. I know that He loves you and is pleading with you to ask Him for help. I know when I am in the service of my fellow beings, I am in the service of my God.
Most of all, I may not know everything, but I know enough.
Have you been watching the Glee Project? Boy, do I love it! (Haven't watched this week's episode? Stop reading right...about...now.) I especially loved Cameron. First of all, he's adorable. He wears awesome clothes and has a great voice. When put into uncomfortable situations (read: Lindsay planting one on him.) he had standards and kept to them. And Ryan Murphy loved that! Sure, it was frustrating for a bit but Ryan told him, "I like you. I like your innocence and I think you could relate to a lot of kids out there." He even said they would do their best to respect his boundaries and they wanted him to stay.
Hollywood was giving him a chance to impact a lot people. To show the world that you can have standards and still be creative and cool and for a lack of a better word, un-prude-ish. That's not something the show Glee has been doing (love the show but don't get me started on the drinking episode....) Instead, he left. And that made me so sad.
I know, he could have lots of other reasons motivating him to leave. He could have been homesick, he could have been discouraged by his performance in past weeks, and this could have just been the icing on the cake. But it got me thinking about what people of, I guess you could say, conservative standards are doing to make an impact on others by standing up for what they believe in. By being in the world but not of it.
As a Mormon, I have been taught my whole life to stand up for what I believe in. But I feel many people take that as "I should just hang out with my Mormon friends and never put myself in any sort of situation that is outside my comfort zone." If you never have to stand up for your values, how do you know you can do it? And how can you help make the world a better place?
Now, some of you are reading this and saying "Uh, lady, you go to BYU. Isn't that the definition of a moral cop-out?" Well, sometimes, yes. But I truly believe BYU is helping me become a stronger person during these formative years so that I am stronger in my values and I can share them better in "the real world". And just because I don't have to explain to people on a daily basis why I don't drink or sleep around, I still have to be firm in what I believe in other ways. (That's for a different post.)
So while I can't judge Cameron for what he did (see above), I hope that if I were in that situation, I would have used the opportunity to make some change as opposed to hiding behind what I believe.
What do you guys think? I want to hear what you have to say!
PS. Cameron, I still like you. You're still adorable. You're still talented. I'd still buy your CD.
PPS. Ryan Murphy, I can be your conservativly cool girl next season! My people will talk to your people.
PSSS. I got through this whole post without misspelling a single word. Woot woot!
PPPS. This is blog post 101! I should have done something for post 100. Whoops. So happy post 101!
PPPPS I'm done with the post scrpts. Promise. For now.