Thursday, March 25, 2010

“There is in the living act of perception always something that glimmers and twinkles and will not be caught, and for which reflection comes too late. No one knows this as well as the philosopher. He must fire his volley of new vocables out of his conceptual shotgun, for his profession condemns him to this industry, but he secretly knows the hollowness and irrelevancy. His formulas are like stereoscopic or kinetoscopic photographs seen outside the instrument; they lack the depth, the motion, the vitality. In the religious sphere, in particular, belief that formulas are true can never wholly take the place of personal experience”
- William James, Varieties of Religious Experience

Monday, March 22, 2010

in our lovely deseret

To outsiders, dating life in Provo seems absurd. Married by 20? Old maids by 21? DTRs and PDTs, dates every weekend with random boys from Book of Mormon class, engagements announced every Sunday during Relief Society's "good news minute" (when will us perpetually single girls get to voice our bad news?).

To those inside, it's not any less complicated. Security rings and pulling the missionary card, studying on the 1st floor of the library rather than the 4th floor and avoiding eye contact in the JFSB are tactics I'm all too familiar with. I've been sidestepping my way though the BYU dating scene for three years now, and I've become somewhat of an expert at dodging and being too busy to go out with that boy from my 1:30pm class every Friday night for the past two months.

These girls blog about their dating experiences, not too different from my own. They're funny, they're witty, and I think they've got it right.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Monday, March 15, 2010

fake it to make it

"You're so smart Hannah. Seriously, you're one of the smartest people I know."

To be honest, I get that a lot. People see me as a type of Hermione Granger in the flesh, top of the class, straight A student. I care a lot about school, I spend a lot of time in the library, I'm majoring in must be true, huh?


I'm good at pretending.

Monday, March 1, 2010

School gets busier and busier.

I get less and less interested.