Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Step #2: Throw in Some Color!

It was time to thaw this Banana out last weekend and so she headed down south for a festival of crazy colors!!  Well Utah wasn’t much warmer than Idaho but it was a well needed escape! The ride down was a little crazy and cramped but you can’t complain much when you don’t have a car of your own – you take any opportunity possible. Once in Utah and reunited with my twin Remington, I began my adventures for the weekend!
                What is the first thing you do when you live in No-where’s-ville and you reach a civilization with a real choice of restaurants? You hit In-N-Out of course!! This was Katelyn Butler’s first In-N-Out burger ever! Well I couldn’t have that, so I made her repent of her sins and videoed her first bite of heaven :P
                After our tummies were satisfied and we couldn’t eat another bite we wandered into the world of imagination, explosions, and …well a little confusion. Sucker Punch was definitely a trip-fest and it took me a while to really determine what was real and what was not. I enjoyed every bit of it despite the somewhat bitter-sweet ending. The movie was a little skewed storyline wise and obvious that the makers just needed a plot where hot chicks could kick butt in a fantasy world, but hey! I like girl’s who kick butt and it was like watching a video game – no complaints there. So we all came out fairly satisfied, ready and excited for the chaos of colors that was awaiting us the next day…
               Saturday was the most disorganized day ever, but the best of my weekend. It started with Remington, her roomies, and I driving through insane Utard traffic to reach of the most bizarre area in the state. Everyone knows Utah as “Mormon Land” and no matter which direction you turn you are bound to see an LDS temple. That is why I find this so hilarious… It’s like you are driving on the freeway, turn the bend and then BAM!! The Indian Temple! This was where the Holi Festival or more commonly called the “Festival of Colors” is held. On this day that the festival is held, you would think that some factory is releasing a pollutant into the air since all the sky above the Indian Temple is dyed purple-pink.
                The colors are made of a substance I believe is ground chalk, and the point of this festival? Throw it at people! Even strangers! Holi is literally the celebration of spring and togetherness in Indian culture, and while this one in Utah is nothing like what happens in India herself, it was still chaotic and a blast! First before you even set foot on the festival grounds, you’re probably already colored. People leaving the event usually have a little powder left over and they find joy in throwing it at the untouched people walking by. This added anticipation and excitement for the mess I was getting into. Once we had our colors we all became blank canvases for our friends to paint! It was amazing! If you feel you are lacking in a color all you have to do is yell something along the lines of “give me green!” or “Pink! I’m lacking PINK!!!” You are bound to get decorated with the color you request…either from a friend or a stranger! Later I met up with Katie and her friends and we finished the celebration by ordering Indian food. It was a wonderful day!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Step #1: Read the Directions Throughly

                Welcome to the daily bread of a little silly Banana that is currently far, far away from her plantation. I really am not supposed to be writing this right now but a seven page research paper….ugh I need to stop putting that off or I’ll “no longer be the solution to the problem but the problem itself” as my daddy says. The thing that has been nagging at my mind lately, however, is my lack of journaling. Recently I read 3rd Nephi from the Book of Mormon, and I was reminded of my need to keep a journal.
                The human mind is a marvelous thing, but is still flawed. As people grow older they begin to forget, and recalling those forgotten memories can be near impossible – unless there is something to remind them and retrigger the memory. As I read from 3 Nephi chapter 23, I was filled with gratitude towards the prophet journalist that diligently kept records of their time, as the Lord commanded them, so that I could enjoy the blessing that is now “The Book of Mormon”. If the prophets of the Book of Mormon had not done well in keeping their “journals” then many edifying and inspiring gospel principles would have been lost. This made me think about my journal life. I used to be a dedicated record keeper, but something happened and now my 4th journal stays empty and has fallen behind on the timeline of my life. I have tried to make up several excuses: I am busy; my life is not exciting; writing is tiring; my words are not interesting; and so on. Truthfully I feel that if I was to begin writing again I would need to recap all that I have missed in the years of procrastination – this is a feat that makes me tired just thinking of it.
                I have tried to tell myself that taking billions of pictures will suffice to trigger my memories, but the rich details of meaningful events throughout my life are lost in the still frame of the photo. Being up at college, all the way in now-where’s-ville Rexburg, Idaho, has caused me to browse through my pictures and reminisce about those I am missing back home and in faraway states. Today, I hooked up my external hard-drive and was browsing through not pictures this time but my Word Documents… I think I was just prolonging that seven page research paper. Did I mention I aced Procrastination 101 and am now in 201? HA! Well anyway I was just reading over some memories (such as my failings of a typed journal) and I realized what emotions those writings had; the details in them make me remember the littlest things that I had long forgotten.
                And so that is where we are now: The fresh start of my life story. It may not be super exciting, but it’s my own and I hope to remember it. Why a blog, you may ask? I mean it seemed I failed to type a journal before, how is a blog any different? Well honestly, I am always on things like Facebook and the internet, so I figured I may be more inclined to blogging. Also now that I am so far from home, I want a way to let people know what I am up to.
                So what am I up too? Well procrastinating is one, but I am going to Provo this weekend to visit my long-lost twin and most amazing girl ever, Remington Romney… AND throw powdered color at people’s faces!! I am going to the Holi Festival of Colors! I can’t wait! But first I must finish homework so I can party all weekend long…so adieu my friends! Next post will be far more engaging I promise. This is only the beginning… heh heh heh. :P
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