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 3^rd 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