A Day of... Something?

So, I'm not doing so well on my Formula.  Or, at least, not the blogging bit.  In all fairness, I did blog for school one of those days, and I also have a separate blog that I update form my phone that none of you are getting the link to.  It says some pretty private stuff, after all.

I discovered a brilliant Tumblr account.  Personally, I hate Tumblr, as most of the people who post on it are pretentious, pretend-artistic, emotastic losers who want somewhere to post their "creations" and who trade followings so that they can feel popular.  HOWEVER, this Joey kid is amazing.  He's from out East somewhere, young and a university student.  A photographer, I think.  Anyway, his photos are well done, and when I become a famous novelist I'll try to find him and have him do my book jacket shots, but more importantly his eye for GIFs is superb.  He does mostly tv or video clips, but that doesn't make them any less well done.  I've now seen all 390+ pages of his stuff backwards through time, and he's actually become really pretty good.  You will likely see my posts peppered with his stuff from now on.

Like right now.  So the last couple of days, I've been feeling kind of at-the-back-of-the-room-ish.  You know, the feeling you get when you suddenly realize that no one is looking and you could totally pick your nose if you wanted to.  It's not a bad feeling, really; more than anything, it's a refreshing feeling, like you're not on stage and that's ok.  It's relieving.  And I'm actually really glad, because right now I feel like a few of the things in my life are metaphorically this:

Horray for being under the radar!

I'm really kind of glad (most of the time) to just be floating by with the occasional interpersonal contact.  It makes me feel sort of secure, which is good because I'm trying to get myself to relax and calm down and stop being insecure.  Anonymity is beautiful sometimes.

Hopefully This Works Out

My roommate and I were talking tonight about dating and relationships and marriage.  We weren't lamenting about being single, so much as we were sharing stories and hopes.  She revealed to me that she'd been told about the "formula" for getting married.  She was told by a BYU-I professor (who apparently got it from a GA) that there were five things that single sisters needed to do in order to get married within a year.  So we're starting a challenge - from now until she's done with her rotations (in May), we're going to try out this formula.

The five things are:

1. Read scriptures every day.
2. Go to church every Sunday.
3. Do temple work every week.
4. Journal every day.
5. Pray twice per day, and including about the righteous desire to get married.

The only catch to the formula is that you have to get out to places where you can meet people (besides just church on Sunday).  That's it.  (I'm really hoping that, since this was given more than a few years ago, blogging instead of journaling will suffice.  I don't really journal all that well; heck, I have enough trouble blogging!)

Our hope is that one of us will be in a relationship by finals.  I have faith!