And Straight on 'Till Morning

I have been a picky eater for as long as I can remember. In fact, I am the pickiest person I have ever met. (I've heard of people who were pickier for a while, but not for such an extended period of time.) From as far back as I can remember up until my last year of high school I ate the same things all the time. I took the same thing for lunch every day from kindergarten through high school. My parents didn't understand, but they never tried to force me to eat anything I didn't want to. (Well, except once when I was five or six, and my mom said I couldn't have anything else to eat until I ate a slice of apple. ... I went three days without food and she gave up.) While I have always just said I'm a picky eater, I now believe that I suffer from Cibophobia. Cibophobia is the fear of food. If you'd like, you can read more about it here . Why was my diet so limited? Why did I refuse to try new things? It was because trying new foods, the thought of putting the food...

I am officially home. Well, I've been home for about a week and a half now. It is SO wonderful to be home. I was so happy to be able to drive up to Meridian with my Aunt Shannon for the Esplin Sister's reunion. I loved seeing my family. Some highlights: I saw Harry Potter 7b with Carli; I went thrifting with my mom, aunts, and a couple of cousins; I saw the Taming of the Shrew at the Idaho Shakespeare Festival with more aunts and cousins; and I had some really good conversations with a lot of people. Then we came back to Utah, and I've been slowly getting ready for school to start and settling into my new apartment. I am so happy here. I love how I feel, and I can't wait for all the new experiences. Although I regularly say that I'm very nervous and a little excited. Luckily for those around me I don't break out into a song called "Nervous but Excited!" (Name that youtube video?) I'll try to post during the semester, but my schedule is looking craz...

I just watched a movie called "It's Kind of a Funny Story." It's about this kid who is clinically depressed, but instead of committing suicide one Sunday morning he checks himself into the hospital. They put him in the adult psychiatry ward because the youth ward is undergoing renovations. He's there for five days, and meets a lot of people. While he's there he makes special friends with a guy named Bob, and another 16 year old named Noelle. He also gets to know a lot of the other patients, and helps several of them improve. The most important thing that happens while he's there is that he learns. He learns a lot about himself, and what he wants to do and be. He also learns about life. My favorite quote from the movie is actually quoting a Bob Dylan song. “He who is not busy being born is busy dying.” I really like this quote in a lot of ways. There's the obvious fact that this is the best way to live, but there's more to it as well. It obviously w...