The world needs the Justice League... and the Justice League needs you, Superman

Today I had a killer history test. 50 minutes to define 5 words and describe why they are important, write 5 short answers 1 paragraph each, and 1 long essay of 4-5 paragraphs in length. It was super intense and I finished with 2 minutes to spare. To say the least my adrenaline was pumping hardcore. Then I read Les Miserables for an hour until my Stats Recitation class. This class ended within 5 minutes of when it began. Having no further need to stay on campus, I start hoppin' and boppin' my way home. Minding my own business, singing my own songs, you know the whole shebang. Well I was walking past the fry sculpture and I notice this really NERDY guy looking straight at me and smiling. I'm thinking that this is kind of weird. Then this guy waves at me and I say to myself “I don't know you, but yeah, okay, nerds are cool. I'll just smile and wave back.” So I'm a little weirded out by this point, just boggled really. The world of boys (and nerdy boys at that) ignoring Betsy is being shaken and it’s quite disturbing to say the least. So I get to the TSC and I'm noticing all these super nerds smiling at me. Kind of like smile staring me down. Now I’m really starting to get super uncomfortable. What is going on?! Why is the nerd population of USU pinpointing all of its focus on me? I just want to go home and eat! At this point I’m beyond confusion. And then I look down and realize that I'm wearing my new Justice League shirt. Superman is busting out of my jacket and I'm like, “Yeah I should definitely wear this more often.”

 "You remember what we did yesterday? We saved the world - again. You don't think that has any value, well think again, pal. The Justice League goes on, with or without you. Look, nobody can question your service or commitment to making things better. If you're quitting because you think you've already done your fair share, we'll throw you a parade. But if you're quitting because it's easier then continuing the fight, then you're not the hero we all thought you were. The world needs the Justice League... and the Justice League needs you, Superman."
-Green Arrow

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I'm in love.

And totally boggled by awesome. 

I want the whole set!!!

The End.

My Most Fantastic News

I am going on a mission!!!! Yep, I really am. I just got back from talking with my bishop and we'll be starting my papers in March (which is in like a week! OMFG). We'll turn them in around April 9th and 10ish days later I'll have my call! I know this is news to  most all of you. If it's not then that's weird because it's most definitely news to me. I was going to wait until next spring and go with Kelsi, but over the weekend I was talking to my dad and he said that I should go now or not at all. So I prayed about it and now is it. I am sad that I won't be rooming with Kelsi next fall and that we won't be living in the coolest house ever. This is probably the hardest thing for me to give up, but I know it will be alright. Schoolwise, I have no idea what I want to do. I think a mission will help me, or at least give me some time, to figure out my life. I was going to run away to D.C. this summer...but now I get to run away to somewhere else for a much longer time. I'm excited, and nervous, and a little scared, but mostly I'm excited. It's weird, as I am typing this I feel so surreal. Am I really going on a mission? Am I really even old enough to go? It's so very strange, but yes I am going and yes I am old enough. CRAZY!

2011: Grace

Last night I should have been writing my final Archaeological Proposal. Last night I should have been reading the preamble of Communist Manifesto for my history class. Last night I should have been working out. Last night I should have gone to bed early. Well last night I didn't write my proposal, I only skimmed the preamble, I didn't work out, and I got to bed fairly late. Why did I not do all of these very important things? Because I was checking out fashion blogs, finding new music to listen to, and wasting precious time.

I wouldn't say it was a complete waste of time. I found a few new bands that I adore. Some of them are: Little & Ashley (they do the Kindle Commercials), She & Him (she is in 500 Days of Summer), Brigitte Bardot, La Madrague, and Pharrell Williams ( Despicable Me Theme Song).

In my blog wanderings I came across a few gems among which was In Life & In Fashion. The lady who writes the blog has a word of the year. I thought this was a really cool idea and was deeply inspired by it. Now I am going to have a word of the year. I wanted something totally awesome and new. Something unexpected and daring...I looked and looked for my word, but nothing jumped out at me. And then I had it. My word will be grace.

Grace is a simple word and yet it's completely complex. Do you know how many definitions grace has? Let's just say there are a lot. I don't even know where to start in defining it so I'm just going to take it a week at a time.

And thus, I, Elizabeth Jenne Cannon, in the utmost solemnity take grace as my word of 2011. In taking grace I will try with the best of my ability to be more graceful in all meanings of the word. La fin.

Running Ice Cold

I step out into the cold. I almost turn back to the safety and warmth that lies behind me as the frigid air bites at my face, ears, hands, and legs. I breathe in and it swells into my mouth; freezes my lungs. It promises power and life as it slowly thickens and chills my blood. I hop down the stairs from my apartment door. Hitting level ground I break out into a quick sprint-jog. The exhilaration of adrenaline rushes through my whole body. I’m unstoppable… free… powerful. I feel as if I could reach my hand out and conquer the world. It’s like a drug, this vibrant feeling of being alive. I’m addicted and I need more. I’ll always need more. My headphones blast music as my feet pump to the beat. Today started with T Swift, Picture to Burn. I usually don’t like to run to her… too slow, but sometimes I make exceptions. And anyway what better goes with power hungry than boy hating? Not much that’s for sure. I run down 7^th east to 10^th north and turn to the left. I hit the 4-way stop on 6^th east and turn to the left again. This is where I start to feel my blood and muscles ice up and where the run starts going uphill. The Adrenaline is wearing off now. I push harder because if I don’t, if I stop, I know that my body and muscles will freeze. Maybe not literally, but that’s what it feels like. Like I’ll turn instantly to ice and shatter at the blow of the harsh wind. I add a bounce to my run. It makes things a little easier. My music is still playing. Some pumped up rap song now. They’re the easiest to run to. Especially the cheesy never give up ones.  I want to stop now, but instead I focus on the words and the beat as it pounds through my body. I hit 7^th north and turn left again. This is the worst. The hill is so steep. My legs ache with almost no feeling. No matter how hard I push this last stretch it still feels like an eternity. 7^th east and I’m home. It’s a short run and I finish quickly. As I stand at the bottom of the stairs I burn. It’s so hot now. The heat is almost unbearable. It washes over my body like fire. My ears feel like they’re going to steam and whistle like a tea kettle.  I walk around the driveway to cool down. Catching my breath I take the first step at a wobble and then the second. Soon I’m up to the door. The rush still lingers in my body. It tingles my fingertips and toes as I reach for the door knob. Part of me wishes that I had never stopped. Part of me is hungry for more.