My quirky friend Tiffany is convinced that I am a hipster. She posted the picture of me above on Facebook with the determination of proving her exaggerated point. I have gone through this before with my room mates last year and I still stick to my guns.........I am not a hipster. I must admit that I do have some hipster tendencies but those stem from me being a young, modern, college student.
Ok, Urban Dictionary characterizes a hipster as this, "Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20's and 30's that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter."
So, I might qualify as a hipsteresque individual if we go of this standard definition. But I say, "who cares?" I am pretty confident that most of the students walking around BYU( actually every university campus in the world) is a hipster. Whether people are trying their hardest to be or not, the "hipster" style is almost inescapable and we will all just have to sit tight, keep are true interests close, our own personal styles intact, and sit this fad out.
The new dessert's line of Extra sugar free gum is the best thing I have ever tasted! I know that I have been mocked before for speaking in superlative but really...really...really. This gum is so good and it doesn't freak you out. I asked some stranger for gum the other day and my taste buds were pleasantly surprised by the smooth yet fresh flavor of the ice cream gum. I really want to try the strawberry shortcake flavor next...wish me luck.
Thanks to Jordan Frei's hospitality, I was able to make it down to St. George for a family visit and some Swiss Days fun. My allergies were less grateful and flustered me a bit but they did not get in the way of my adventures with ol' friends.
Friday night was blur of driving, arriving home to an empty house, eating at in n out with Truebloods and co, then stomping through Tiger's Trail with ceej, dave, and jordan and being attacked by an awful swarm of bats.
Saturday began with waffles and then Swiss Day festivities. Swiss Days happened to be right next to my house. In fact, two of the three ways of getting to my house were blocked off due to the fest.
Today was a nice Sunday. I saw my nephew participate in the his first Primary Program. After church, i broke bread with the Trueblood family. It is always a joy to visit their home and to witness the intricacy of their playful plots.
Thanks Truebloods for the thoughtful teasing of today!
Sufie and I holding up the line for a quick picture. I love this girl.
The concert crew after the show in front of a terrifying wall mural . Sufie made us all our own Phoenix concert tees! We looked good. This concert was also Sufie's brother Henry's first live show. In my opinion, Henry did very well fitting into the In the Venue crowd.
The best drummer in the whole world! His shirt just popped on stage as did his intense eyes as they gazed into my soul. Meet Handsome Gorgeous. I didn't get a picture that fully captured his fantasticness or one that didn't have his perfectly quaffed hair do cut out of it. He was the finest of the Frenchmen on stage. Thomas Mars: lead vocals and the most grateful of the band members( make sure to get a good look at his boots. so great!). He was so sweet and all over the place. He climbed up on the speakers like a drunk high school girl at a garage show. He also graced the audience with an impromptu crowd surf. Henry got to tousle his hair and I got to touch his butt. It was awesome! Phoenix was so good! They really were great performers and they were nice to look at too. I got to meet some real crazies in the crowd as well. For anyone who knows me, they know I an chit chat like nobody's business. Since it was Henry's first concert ever, I took it upon myself to get him situated in an optimal viewing spot on the venue floor. We wrestled are way pretty lose to the stage butting in front of a few obstinate people. We, however, had the pleasure of making the acquaintance of two lovely flamboyant gentlemen named Renaldo and Luke. Renaldo is currently studying at the U as an early childhood education major and Luke is just working. They were hilarious and thought that I should transfer from BYU to the U. Renaldo and I really hit it off when he told me that his great great great grandparents moved to Mexico from Medina in Saudi Arabia. They were catholics in search of a better life. i love how everything comes back to the Middle East for me. Anyways, the boys were wild dancers and Luke gave me a joyous high five at the end of the show. Unfortunately, we got separated before a number exchange could happen. Oh well, some people are just meant to stay concert friends instead of real life friends.
I have been presented with a few choices for the future........really there is only one choice right now. The Middle East is where I plan on spending a lot of my time living, studying and eventually working for the next few years of my life. I was told today that I would be needed to go to Jordan again and work as the ground (glorified babysitter)for the future International Development interns. While I loved my experience in Jordan and remember all the good times I had traveling around, seeing the sights, and being able get to know people, I am concerned about the timing of it all. I am unsure of many things right now. My sense is telling me the more time I spend in the region I have my educational emphasis in will make my proffessional resume into to a piece od sliced gold but at the same time I have to question my ability to stay in the Middle East for 8 months straight! Can my sanity take so much culture for that long a period of time? I have got some thinking to do............
Sundays are meant to be dedicated to rest. I often leisurely utilize my Sundays by starting weekend homework, cleaning my room, and making some much needed phone talking. I remember when I would talk to my pal Hay in Salt Lake on Sunday during our first year of college. We would usually chat about her boy life and my very high schoolesque college experience at Dixie State College. Lately, I have been feeling a little lonesome. When I was is Jordan, I had these feelings of seclusion and separation. I longed for things that were familiar and for people I knew were on my side. I was excited to get back home and start school. Finding my friends and the safety I know as my normal life made me so happy but I still feel disconnected and I don't know how to fix it. I was really happy to get to chat with Sarai today and get to hear about her happenings. The news of life and just news in general always cheer me up and I was overjoyed to chat to someone who can change my mood with just one phone call. I love Sunday chats.