A few random thoughts.
1. I voted yesterday in the BYUSA elections (which ended about half an hour ago, I think), then went to take my grammar midterm. As I was waiting in the testing center for my cover sheet to be printed out, one of the girls behind the desk asked all of us if anyone had voted yet. “I just did,” I said. “Oh,” she replied, “who did you vote for?” “Summer and Devon. Yellow.” She gave a mild frown of disappointment, then said, “Would you mind saying why? Just curious.” I blushed as I realized what I had to say: “Um, because my friend knows her?” Not because I’d looked at the two teams’ policies. Not because I’d given any thought to it. My reasons were purely social. Now, I don’t think that’s necessarily a bad reason to do things (sometimes it is, but often it’s not), but I did feel remarkably shallow for voting without thinking. Granted, BYUSA elections don’t matter nearly as much as municipal/state/national elections, but even so, I need to be a better citizen. ~sigh~
2. This morning on my walk up to campus I realized with clarity what kind of a librarian I was born to be: literature. While I love languages and history and science and all the rest, only literature really, really, really excites me. So that’s what I’ll do. I’d rather not specialize, since I love it all, but I’ll probably do either YA or adult. It boggles my mind, really: someday I’ll get paid to do the thing I love most. And it’s work! Ah, I love life. :)
3. Today in one of my classes a girl walked up to another girl and said, “Hey, gorgeous,” as she gave her a hug. It’s interesting how that’s completely acceptable for girls, but for a guy to walk up to another and say, “Hey, handsome,” as they embrace is definitely not kosher. (I myself have no inclinations to do that, thankfully.) Gender differences are fascinating.
4. Most of the people I know are already in my cell phone, so whenever an unknown number shows up, I almost always let it ring — I figure that if they really need to talk to me, they’ll leave a message. I also rarely pick up the phone after I go to bed, and if I’m stretched for time, I’ll leave a call unanswered and get back to it later. I used to feel kind of bad for screening my calls this way — as if I’m somehow rejecting the person who’s calling me — but I’ve since realized that I need to have some semblance of control over my phone (and time), rather than the other way round. I bring this up because my roommate was in the room with me the other night when some other guy called, and I screened it because I was almost asleep, and my roommate then ran into the guy at the grocery store and casually mentioned that I’d been awake but had screened the guy’s call. (And I home taught the guy’s roommates last night.) Ah, life. :)

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