Epiphany

I have discovered what it is I Love the most in this world. I have always wondered at myself and why I like the things I like, and it occurred to me that I love stories. In Every Way, Shape and Form I Love Stories. I Love Music, I Love Movies, I Love Legends, I Love Books, I Love History, I Love stories.

Feels good, knowing why I like so many strange things; I've never really been a movie buff, or a music nerd, or a History fanatic, or a REAL bookworm, but I loved them all nonetheless, and now I know why. These different media forms all tell stories, and that is why I Love them so. I get it, even if perhaps you don't. I am content, feels as though I can finally see something that was there all along, but for some reason I just could not make it out.

Now I know what to tell people when they ask me what I like.

United Staters

Ask a Citizen of the United States what their nationality is, it's very curious and I wish more people would use it, and I do not mean "American" since the America's are actually continents, ask them to have a gander in their passport.

So a little bit ago I tried to have a road trip down to the United States, but I was denied because of a previous incident of staying longer than the allotted time of three months. I was very disappointed because it was an extravagant adventurous trip that had been planned for for quite some time, but I understood, I broke their law and so I must now pay the price.

There were more people than myself involved in this trip and so I asked the border people how I would go about getting this visa they said I required; They told me that I needed to make an appointment with the United States Consulate in Calgary. I replied with an "Okay, and what is the process involved?" the officer than repeats himself by telling me I need to make an appointment with the United States consulate in Calgary. I then ask how I might do that, they tell me to call them up and make an appointment with the United States consulate in Calgary. I was starting to see where our conversation was going, and was becoming less than thrilled to be chatting with them.

The reason I was asking was because I needed to know If I could send the party I was traveling with along and they could expect me later. and so I ask: "Do you know how long the process is for the visa?" You will never guess what the answer was. "You need to call the United States consulate in Calgary and make an appointment"

I guess I was becoming too rowdy and so Another officer felt the need to make his way over and add snide comments as if I were hard of hearing, or did not speak English, he seemed incredulous at the idea that I wasn't understanding how this officers replies were answering my questions. After realizing these men(they just so happened to be two men, I am sure the women would be just as helpful) were not going to be helpful at all I made my way back over to my party and told them the news that I would not be going.

The Authority of the party (someone married to a United Stater) is not pleased with my findings and so kindly agrees to go back in with me to ask the Questions I asked. I hope that they are just as helpful so that I dont look like a crazy hysterical young girl, but the Officers, ever obliging, answered all of her questions, in detail. They never glanced at me and ignored me as if I were not there (except the snide one, he kept his eyes on me).

My Lovely M was so lovely and called her United Stater Husband to help us out. He is Lovely too and helped us out a lot. After much distress and bother we decide that it's best for me to just return to Canada.

M went in to help another of our party fill out their papers, and as they were doing so the officers felt the need to let her know that if I did not turn left (back to Canada) I would be barred from the United States for ten years. this was unsolicited advice, I realized just how amazingly helpful these people are.

As soon as the helpful officers answered M's questions I felt no desire whatsoever to go to the United States. I felt offended, annoyed, disgusted and utterly dejected. I felt so terribly because some of our Party had not been to the United States before and because of me they would not be going now.

Fortunately we were able to sort out a plan where I was safely returned home and the party was able to continue on! No thanks whatsoever to the .. whatever they were.

After such a distressing ordeal I have decided that I do not wish to ever return to that country, not until their government changes, which I can't see happening any time soon.

I Hate being a foreigner.

careful what you ask for

I have a friend who thinks she could take on the world and handle every hardship. She is a Ninny. She reminds me of the Little Princes rose.

Once upon a time said friend asked me to critique a piece of fiction found on the internet, and so I did. I wasn't very impressed and voiced all of my opinions. I noticed said friend was reacting a bit wierdly and getting a bit defensive. Before she told me, I realised what she had done. She had written it herself and told me someone else had done it. I was displeased because it implied she didnt trust me enough to be honest had I known it were hers. I would have been, but it would have been toned down a lot because she is so fragile.

I wish people were more like me, and didnt ask questions they didnt want answers to, but then I guess the world would be a little less interesting, and people wouldnt be able to take as much offense.

Dalmatian E.R.

I am really good at overreacting, it's a favourite pastime of mine, but I am also very good at reacting.

Another pastime of Late is reading Lemony Snickets series of unfortunate events. Interesting Read for sure.

I just finished the Grim Grotto and I really liked something one of the villainous villains said

  "People aren't either wicked or noble," the hook-handed man said. "They're like chef's salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict"

the books are such a twisty intriguing turn of events, very curious to see what happens, and if they will ever answer the mysteries that hey keep unfolding.


I really like this song right now

hmmm. I have decided the key to success is Humility. If you are able to see that you are not perfect, then you are more able to move ever closer to it. On the other hand, if you think you are the best and no need to improve, you are stagnant. You cannot progress because you don't believe it is possible. booo for you.


why did franco abandon caeser.. humans are too cruel. ToT

speaking of cruel.. I like this song ^_^

Day 30: something that makes you sad

The Beginning of the end. The second to last institute class for the Book of Mormon, we were discussing the end of the Nephites. It is just so sad, their fall from grace. It is so easy to fall away, one has to be careful to teach your children, by word and deed (and, you know, endure to the end yourself).

I Loved all the classes, they were so spiritual and it was just so uplifting and edifying, but this class, it was amazing. The teacher had us draw the parallels between all the previous wars, falling away, pride cycles, it was all the same, stuff that happened throughout the Book of Mormon, so what was different this time? why were they completely eradicated this time?

I'll tell you what the teacher helped us see. I don't know if you can see it in the picture, but he asked us to read specific verses and tell him if we read anything that was familiar. It was all just the vicious cycle of pride, but there was something that was a little bit different this time. This time the people were not humbled, they did not turn to the Lord, this time their hearts became harder every step of the way.

So the Lamanites attack them and they win for a little while, the Lamanites attack again, sore battles, everyone loses many people. They choose great leaders(strong looking guys who were blessed and favoured of the Lord [thats not why they chose them, they chose them because they looked strong]), fortify their cities, gather their people in and prepare to live under siege for .. 3 years? Mormon rallies them to fight for their Freedom, Home and Family, and then the last stand, they gather at the hill Cumorah, they gather to higher ground to give themselves the upper hand.

The Nephites did all the right things (in a worldly sense), they did all the things that were tried and true, the things that their ancestors did in order to withstand the Lamanites, but they were missing one VERY crucial thing: faith.

The teacher brought it all back around to (in my head anyways) Elder Hallstroms (of the Presidency of the Seventy) Saturday morning session talk titled "Converted to His Gospel through His Church"

To me it was all a matter of, the Nephites were just going through the motions of what they had been taught, there was no faith or obedience in what they were doing.

They had lost their way, their lives were not centered on Christ, they wanted nothing to do with him.




It was such an amazing class, It made me shake my brain a bit to think about how I was living my life. Is the Savior at the Center of my Life? Was I wrongfully interchanging the words Gospel and Church? Was I, Am I just going through the motions?

And so this is something that makes me so sad, the thought of people being lost.... I'll just end with Mormons words,

Mormon 6:17-19

17 ^aO ye fair ones, how could ye have departed from the ways of the Lord! O ye fair ones, how could ye have rejected that Jesus, who stood with open arms to receive you!

 18 Behold, if ye had not done this, ye would not have fallen. But behold, ye are fallen, and I ^amourn your loss.

 19 O ye ^afair sons and daughters, ye fathers and mothers, ye husbands and wives, ye fair ones, how is it that ye could have ^bfallen!

there is just so much sorrow, and rightfully so, such a Tragedy.

Day 29: Circle

Its not what you think! unless you think its Dr. Pepper in a jar, than yes, yes it is. XD

I Love drinking from Jars, they are just too cool. WOOHOOO!