just some sunday reflection

so todd and i are best friends. and when the teacher asks about people's talents and the couple in front of us during sunday school says, "well, we're ballroom dancers so..." then todd and i look at each other and roll our eyes. sorry. that's not a real major, nor a real career. BYU has cultivated some of the strangest nerds the world will ever encounter. this group of prudey virgins who walk with their noses up thinking they're smarter and much more cultured than the rest of BYU, even though their pants are too short and show their ankles.
then their is the trend where indie has become the new abercrombie, and while abercrombie douche bags still exist, the popular kids are the "indie misfits" who paint and do film, and while some of them are still genuinely misfits and have "always liked vintage/thrift clothes" a great many of them would have been american eagle kids with collars popped thinking photography is boring. fakers who would do anything to fit in and DO do everything that the cool kids are doing. well where i used to have a solid group of friends who weren't "popular" but who i thought were amazing, now i feel uncomfortable with every type of person. even those whom with i thought i shared an affinity.
in utah (more specifically provo, more specifically byu), more than anywhere else i have seen, these specific groups exist.
the beginning of college was filled with all of these people i didn't know and i loved moving from small town wy to a (albeit small) city where i didn't know everyone. now that i've been here for 6 years i do know people. and there are "popular kids."
and i'm tired of feeling like if i wear my glasses that i love outside people will call me a poser instead of a girl who wears glasses. so i don't wear them much.


i love my best friends.
i am comfortable with you.

i'll never be a "cool kid" because i feel like you guys are all sorts of fake.