By The Way, This Suit, It Isn't Cheap... You Would Know, You Bought It...

For once my blog will have a point to it. Today I had someone ask me if I was in seminary for the last time. I will probably make a few enemies because of this blog, (as I have some not-so-nice things to say) but We're just going to hope for the best.

I understand why people ask me if I'm in seminary, but at the same time I do not. I know that they're wondering if you have a similar class to them (considering that the majority of Utah students have seminary) but it's almost like they're asking if you're equal enough to them for them to even make a point in talking to you. Countless times I have had someone ask me that dreadful question, and after I answer, incorrectly obviously, they simply end the conversation.

I've been reading The Chosen for this class, and Reuven is a jewish boy living in a completely jewish community. I understand that also. I know that people feel most comfortable in a place where they are among the majority (so why my parents live here I'll never understand). The difference between Reuven's situation and any given student in a seminary class, is that he goes to an ALL Jewish school. He lives in an ALL Jewish community. It seems to me that my peers don't understand that they are not living in a place like that. They are going to a public school, with other students, who may or may not be in the same belief as them.

I think the point I'm trying to make with this blog is that young people need to understand that not everyone is exactly like them. Now, almost certainly all of the students I'm currently going to school with I will never see again. I am definitely moving out of this state, or at least going to college somewhere else. Most of the people I know will probably spend the rest of their lives in Utah (except the two they spend elsewhere of course).

The thing that really annoys me however, is the way that people I know (I'm not saying all, just mostly all) are really close minded about other aspects of life. This might sound harsh, but they need to realize that not everyone is LDS, nor should they be. One day Susie is going to be off in New York and offend a prospective boss, or even someone who could have one day been her husband.

Seminary contributes greatly to this problem. It is really ridiculous that we have a seminary building twenty feet from the school, a church a block to the North, and another Church a block to the East. The rest of us don't need to see and hear about everything constantly being done in seminary.

I was really annoyed with this for a long time, until I realized: I'm going to have all of my credits way before any of them. I'm not taking seminary, I take at least two or three classes during the summers, and I'll be able to take all kinds of fun AP and CE classes during my senior year, and then I'll be graduated from college and making more money than the vast majority of these students I went to school with.

It still makes me sad, however, that all of those wonderful people that I know will always be fixed in that mindset. In a way, religion poisons everything.


(I'm not dissing religion or LDS or anything, I'm just rather annoyed at what has become a normal thing in our schools. If the LDS people wanted to be in a place where they could study the Book Of Mormon constantly, and be surrounded by people of the same religion, I suggest building a private school.)




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This Town Isn't Big Enough For TWO Homicidal Maniacs!

I was reading The Long Halloween the other day (again) and for the first time, I noticed that the Joker is eating Trix. Trix are for kids silly!

I am so excited for tomorrow. It's December 9th and The Dark Knight is finally coming out. However, I have agreed with my parents that I will receive the movie as a Christmas present, and that way, I won't have to spend my money on it. I do get to open it on the first day of Christmas break, so if anybody wants to watch it on Friday the 19th come on over. I'll probably watch it three or four times over Christmas break.

I really hate snow. A lot. It gets everything all wet and cold and miserable and its just no fun. Well, on second thought, sledding is fun, and I actually do like shoveling snow (when it is the right consistency). My neighbor asked me why I was shoveling it. I was like, "Because someone has to." Then he asked if I should have just waited for my dad to come home and do it. This really made me mad, because I had already shoveled our entire driveway once (and believe me, I have a very long driveway) and he said it in just the right tone of voice to make it sound like I was just a weak girl. So anyway, he got out his snow blower, and if he blows one snowflake of his onto our lawn I'm going to be really upset. He just built this big house, and their driveway extends right to the edge of their property so there is nowhere to put their snow. If we have a winter like last year, I'm going to need all the extra lawn I can get, so he better not put his snow where it doesn't belong. For the record, I use an old school shovel. Perfectly green.

I read a couple of comic books this weekend. First I read Batman and the Monster Men or something like that, but it wasn't that interesting. Next I read Catwoman: When In Rome, and it was written by my favorite artist/author combo: Jeph Loeb and Tim Sale. I really liked this one, even though Edward Nigma was extraordinarily annoying. Seriously, he doesn't have to say "answer:" before he answers every single question. This book made me decide that I like Catwoman. Then I read Batman:Year One which I was expecting to be pretty good since it is rated so high. I did read one of Frank Miller's comics before though, and I really didn't like it at all. Well, this one was no different. As soon as I finally got into the comic book (about halfway through) It suddenly ended and had an "afterword(s)" which was just a collection of artwork that didn't make the cut, or artwork before it had been colored. It made me kind of mad. That is probably the last time I will read one of Frank Miller's comics.

OOOOOOOOOOOH I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE DARK KNIGHT!!!

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You'll Turn The Light Off When I'm Halfway Across!

I started Fitness for Life tonight. Lets just say, its not going to be an enjoyable three nights a week for the next 12 weeks. Also, if anyone has a textbook they'd like to let me borrow for a little while, that would be much appreciated. I would much rather spend $35 on the special edition dark knight than on a text book that I'll only use for three months.

I found this neat-o "Top 25 Best Batman Comics" list. Surprisingly all of the books that I have read were on this list. I've read Hush, The Killing Joke, The Long Halloween, and Batman: The Dark Knight Returns. I really don't understand how The Dark Knight Returns came in second, because that was not a very good comic. The entire book I couldn't decide if the new "Robin" was a boy or a girl. I still don't know. I think it's a girl though, just for the record. I didn't particularly like that graphic novel, mostly because it was vile and the villains were not the traditional villains. The storyline wasn't very interesting, and it was the first comic I haven't been able to get into at all. The other books I read were very good though. (Especially the Loeb comics. The Long Halloween and Hush were definitely the best that I've read).

I've been working on my "Letter About Literature" for about three days now. Every second I have that I can work on it, I take. What I'm wondering is, where is the line drawn for constructive criticism? When does it seize to be effective and just become embarrassing? I have my parents go over what I write to look for conventional errors and things that don't make sense. My dad has taken up marking all the sentences that he feels are "awkward"; all the words that don't seem right. Isn't that my voice? Maybe I intended to make those sentences awkward. Maybe those words had the meaning I wanted them to have; they portrayed the message I wanted them too. Is that bad? Is that criticism still constructive? I'm not sure.

I guess I might as well talk about Thanksgiving. This year my grandparents came over, and thanks (ha ha, thanks!) to my preparations we had a meal several courses long, and, I might add, all of them were delicious (except for the turkey and turkey gravy. I didn't actually eat those things so I have no idea if they were good or not. Probably not, because even when I was eating meat I didn't like turkey). We started the meal with these "Mini Pumpkin Sage Balls" which were dipped in hot green pepper sauce. They were so yummy! I was really surprised, and happy that they turned out so well. Next we had our "palate cleanser": a homemade sorbet. This was also very good. After that we had Chestnut soup with Marsala mushrooms. This was probably the highlight. It was delicious: the mushrooms paired so well with the Marsala wine. Oh yeah, somewhere in there we had a salad too. Then we moved on to the main course. We had cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, turkey, rolls, and gravy (veggie and turkey). That was good too. No one really had room for dessert, but we would have had pumpkin pie and Apple Cake.

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