Ellie's Feelings Deli

I literally have no introduction to this post so it's probably gonna jump around a lot and be sad but you know, the Ellie Bolander way is the way of the yolo so... #yolo Today (now yesterday) was May the 4th (May the 4th be with you) and it was a blast, we dressed up and got together and watched A New Hope (arguably the best of the original trilogy) and actually spent most of the night talking about boys but what else do you expect? Nerd girls have the most active hormones, I'm pretty sure. I know for a fact they have the most pent-up sexual frustration from all their love for fictional men, but hey, at least we have fun. I've also met the coolest (and cutest) dudes because of my obnoxious  encyclopedic knowledge of all things Marvel, Doctor Who, and Hobbit. (Not LotR, unfortunately, I'm still not quite hardcore enough to delve all the way into that trilogy. Tolkein is still a little too over my head.) I just reread what I just typed and I'm not even sure. SO ANY...

First off, SHOUT OUTS. Sometimes people ask me to mention them in a blog post so I do. Emily Vasas and Holly Daley: 'Sup, gurls. Word to your mother. Holla. Peace. *wink* And now on to the actual blog post. Sundays are my favorite days. Actually, Wednesdays are, but for the sake of this post, Sundays are my favorite days. The Sabbath day, the day of rest, gives us a chance to relax and reflect and rejuvenate our spirits. And there isn't a person on this planet who doesn't need or deserve that chance. This past week I've been reflecting on the life of Jesus Christ as illustrated by the New Testament, including his Atonement, his death, and his resurrection. In our seminary (bible study) class, we've been studying those chapters in the four gospels about the last week of Jesus's life. And in church lately we've been discussing the Godhead, composed of Heavenly Father, His Son, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost. Today the question asked in our young wo...