Freddy the Firetruck

Audiobook

Today I downloaded Audible. Amazon has been trying to get me to start listening to audiobooks for over a year, so I finally decided to try it out. However, a free month subscription with free audiobooks helped to make that decision.

So far I am enjoying the ability to listen to a book while I do other things--this is a very nifty thing to me.

I have always considered myself a very good reader, and my grades since 2nd grade have reflected as such. One activity I've always seemed to have issues with is listening. Not only listening, but listening, paying attention, and then recalling what I had listened to. Having downloaded Audible (and listening to a book as I type), I do believe listening to audiobooks may help me to improve on my listening skills. 

What I am currently listening to:

"The Good Girl" by Mary Kubica

How far I am:

Almost to chapter 4.

Worth it?

So far...most definitely worth it.

Hopefully, Amazon will let me keep all the free books I downloaded when I cancel my subscription at the end of the free trial. So far, I seem to really be enjoying this, and I recommend others to try an audiobook. One thing must be known, though--real books have a certain air to them that can never be replaced. 

Audiobooks are great (as far as I can tell so far), but I hope no one ever forgets how amazing real books are. I hope no one ever forgets the smell and feel of printed books. It's not always just the story that brings the book to life; sometimes, the physicality of a book is what really takes the words off the pages and floats them through the air.

Mormons and Polygamy: Why They Did It

There I was just minding my own business, sitting on my bed, as my fiancé watches a documentary--most likely a "Vice" documentary-- on God knows what. So I'm just sitting there when I hear, "So, according to Joseph Smith, the more wives you had, the better Heaven would be."

Now, maybe I could have said things sweeter, but my fury was ablaze. 

Gloriously irate, I plop my iPad down and say (in a very stern, 'don't you dare interrupt me ' tone), "that is ENTIRELY untrue. You wanna know why Mormons had several wives? Because women's husband were going off to the war and dying. Women were not allowed to own land or any property at this time. There weren't many men who hadn't gone to war, and most of those few were already married. So the women married men who were already married, not to have sexual relations--almost none of them did have any sexual relations with these men--but to ensure they and their children had homes and land to survive on. That is why polygamy was legal in the Church."

Too many people only look at our actions and not at our hearts. Polygamy was never meant to let men fool around with as many women as they could marry. And, most certainly, Joseph Smith NEVER said to have as many wives as possible to have a better Heaven. Everything we believe in is always scrutinized at the most elementary of levels. 

Please, stop looking like fools. 

Never has any missionary said, "That's a dumb question."

Ask questions. I'm a new convert to the Church (baptized September 7, 2013) and, although I am inactive at the moment, I constantly ask questions about why things were done they way they were. I surely don't have all the answers, and I never will, but I do know that everything has has a purpose--just as you and I do.

Golden Girls

I understand when people say chivalry is dead. Men in this day and age are piggish fools.

As much as I would love to list each and every thing that makes men (and some women!) despicable creatures, that is not the purpose of this today.

I juat have a message. A very simple message.

Girls,
You are worth more than you think. There is no thing more precious than you, and you deserve to be treated as such. You should not have to wait on, cater to, or lie for anyone ever. You are golden. You are beautiful. Don't accept anything less than the best.

Break the cycle that everyone seems to get stuck in. Follow your heart and stick with the one that makes your dreams come true.

Find real happiness in a gloomy world. One ray of sunshine can light a whole room.

:)

You might be a whore if...

"That girl over there is such a slut."
"I know, right? What a whore."

When exactly did this become acceptable? One woman calls another woman filthy names as if it were okay to do so. Society today has presented itself a new "norm": Women bashing on women.

Everyone has heard of the "Bro Code". Friends don't screw friends over and whatnot. It is the ultimate way to keep your dignity in a man's world. Men don't really do fucked up things to one another--like women do.

Some may say we chicks have a "Girl Code", but they are all devastatingly wrong. Women don't respect other women, at least not where I'm from. Its sad, really, when lady can't securely say, "Keep it between us. Girl to girl."

Why do women insist on putting other women down? This can't be in our genetic programming. One simply cannot say girls are designed from birth to hate on one another.

I am saddened to live in a world in which so-called ladies can be so cruel to others--especially one another.

If you a woman, you never deserve to be called dirty names.
You never deserve to hurt because everyone else is insecure in themselves.

You are beautiful.

You are gold.

Now start acting like it.

Let it all out.

I have been alone. Well, I believe that I've been alone. It's so hard to tell when people are supporting you or not. It gets hard to tell if you have anyone left to be there for you.

I lost a great friend, but I don't know when I lost her. I don't know when I lost either of them.

What did I do to drive them away?

People grown up and move on, I know, but did I really mean so little to you? I was by your side through everything for more than 10 years. You at least pretended to care back then.

I'm trying. Apparently, no one sees that.

I am so stressed and anxious. All I need is one good friend to talk to. No. Instead, I have to be reliant on fucking pills to stop my emotions. I can literlly feel myself going down a dark road. I know what is happening to me.

I just don't care anymore.

A New Beginning

I began reading the Book of Mormon today. This is pretty well delayed and much needed as my first meeting with the missionaries was over a month ago. Now is better than never, though, I suppose.

I began reading from the beginning in the book of Nephi. So far, I have only read the first chapter. As I was reading, I found myself feeling many things. The most overwhelming of these feelings was that of a sort of blissful craving to learn. I felt calm and was no longer aware of my surroundings--I only wanted to absorb more of this wonderful story.

I know that I believe, but I also know that the journey ahead--if I choose to take it--will be most difficult. My lifestyle is not the most...pure. All I can be certain of is that there is a lot of studying and prayer in my future. I need to be sure. I need to know.