Institute: Party Woo

Hey!


Bryan here, wearing my UW purple and proud of it. Colors of Royalty...
Enough of that, on to more spiritual matters. Institute has been pretty awesome recently, we are just in the first week of the quarter and things are already going very well. I am taking a class called Book of Mormon 3, which covers the books of Alma and Helamen in the Book of Mormon, and is taught by Brother White. Whoever is reading this should join that class now. Brother White is the boss, his teaching is incredible, and we have some good laughs as well. The class is from 10:30 to 11:20 AM Mondays and Wednesdays, and it is something that has really impacted me in a positive way. Not only does it keep me in the habit of good scripture study, but I also learn new things for my future, and the extra dose of the Holy Ghost in my week helps me out in my academic life too.

Institute, that is where it's at.
Party woo.

~Bryan

six months and still strong...kinda

Contributor: Angela

It's been a little over six months since I moved here to Seattle. I'm a transplant from Happy Valley, Utah (ie Provo). Like many graduate students, I had shining hopes of finding my dreams in the Emerald City. I can only speak for myself, but it's been less than dreamy.
Who knew how hard it would be to move to a new place? No wait. Who knew how hard graduate school would really be? I feel like it's a mission. You know it's gonna be hard, but you don't know how hard until you're on one.

Even though I'm in my mid-twenties, I still have this yearning to belong somewhere and to be a part of something. It's been half a year, and I find myself still searching. Sometimes I want to give up, and just isolate myself. It's easy to do that here in Seattle. I find people are independent in this unique "Seattle-ite" way. You know what I mean by that? Anyways, though it seems simple to mainstream myself to soloing it out here, shying from conjugal laughter and merriment, something won't let me completely hide myself.

I need people in my life. People who encourage me, who ask me how I am (and actually are waiting for an answer). I need that hug and definitely that smile. I need someone to make me laugh and remind me that I'm helpful.

I don't think I'm alone in this feeling. I decided that I needed to stop waiting for people to reach out to me. Surprisingly, when I reached out, I found that many have echoed a similar sentiment of loneliness. Especially for so many who are trying to find their niche out here. It surprises me as I discover how many incredible people there are out here. Why are we hiding from each other? So let's make one together. Let's be there for each other.