Thursday, November 19, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
50 things I love
1. Fortune Cookies- always loved them alway will
2. Learning to play the song will you still love me tomorrow on Guitar
3. Cooking desserts for friends
4. John Mayers new song Friends, Lovers or nothing
5. Norah Jones new song, December
6. German
7. Gingko Tree
8. My running shoes
9. My Laptop
10. Home
11. Cupcakes
12. My design class
13. Sketching nature
14. Textiles
15. Paint
16. Tennis
17. The boy who said I smelled delicious today
18. Amber Romance Lotion
19. The Sun
20. My new yellow gloves
21. My great collection of rings
22. My Memories from Study Abroad
23. Good conversations
24. The book Anne of Green Gables
25. My fav. drink : Lemons + Water
26. My nephew who is 3 months away from being born
27. The Longoria Family
28. My own Wonderful Family
29. Thanksgiving
30. Sledding
31. The smell of burn day
32. Starbucks Hot chocolate
33. The 4th Floor of the Library
34. The TV show BONES
35. Playing the Piano
36. Building Ikea furniture (its quite easy)
37. People who accept my quirks
38. Different Furniture styles
39. Celery and peanut butter
40. Soy chocolate milk
41. TOASTED wheat thins + gouda
42. Spring
43. A clean room
44. Camping
45. My roof
46. Andy's J.crew Hair
47. Christmas decorations
48. My fish aquarium I am going to buy after Christmas
49. The movie You've got Mail
50. LIfe.
2. Learning to play the song will you still love me tomorrow on Guitar
3. Cooking desserts for friends
4. John Mayers new song Friends, Lovers or nothing
5. Norah Jones new song, December
6. German
7. Gingko Tree
8. My running shoes
9. My Laptop
10. Home
11. Cupcakes
12. My design class
13. Sketching nature
14. Textiles
15. Paint
16. Tennis
17. The boy who said I smelled delicious today
18. Amber Romance Lotion
19. The Sun
20. My new yellow gloves
21. My great collection of rings
22. My Memories from Study Abroad
23. Good conversations
24. The book Anne of Green Gables
25. My fav. drink : Lemons + Water
26. My nephew who is 3 months away from being born
27. The Longoria Family
28. My own Wonderful Family
29. Thanksgiving
30. Sledding
31. The smell of burn day
32. Starbucks Hot chocolate
33. The 4th Floor of the Library
34. The TV show BONES
35. Playing the Piano
36. Building Ikea furniture (its quite easy)
37. People who accept my quirks
38. Different Furniture styles
39. Celery and peanut butter
40. Soy chocolate milk
41. TOASTED wheat thins + gouda
42. Spring
43. A clean room
44. Camping
45. My roof
46. Andy's J.crew Hair
47. Christmas decorations
48. My fish aquarium I am going to buy after Christmas
49. The movie You've got Mail
50. LIfe.
Monday, November 16, 2009
What the...
My dream last night was on the breach of being epic. It goes as follows:
F.B.I. is corrupt- they are searching for secret documents that are hidden in my old run down victorian house. I just got back to my house from a trip to Italy (it was like five minutes from my house) and I come to find that my house is surrounded by the FBI. I know that my friend (Katie Cassidy) has just been killed and she hid secret documents, which I later find out are hidden in the corner of the room up in the roof-beam area. The FBI agent who is pretending to be good (Benjamin Bratt) has my house surrounded. Of course I know he is bad (somehow I just know) and my brother (Dan Byrd) and I are trying to escape with the documents to give to the "right people". I don't know how I know who and why they are the right people but it just is that way in dreams. Eventually I remember some calculation from some scientific doctor that has this theory about escaping through kitchen floors under the house. So automatically when I remember this I see a hole in the kitchen just big enough for me to crawl down into. But I don't have the documents because FBI agent is in the room where they reside. He knows it is somewhere in the house but i am the only one who coincidently knows where the documents are hidden and naturally I don't tell him. As I am trying to get down through the hole in the kitchen floor and escape from under the house my alarm clock wakes me up for Monday morning class.
BUT WAIT A SECOND. Did I make it? Was I able to get the documents to "the people" and expose all of the FBI? Could I have been the next Jack Bauer?
Darn you Alarm clock.
(You can see each actor/actress that guest appeared in my dream here:)
FBI AGENT: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000973/
Dead Friend: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1556320/
Brother: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0126004/
F.B.I. is corrupt- they are searching for secret documents that are hidden in my old run down victorian house. I just got back to my house from a trip to Italy (it was like five minutes from my house) and I come to find that my house is surrounded by the FBI. I know that my friend (Katie Cassidy) has just been killed and she hid secret documents, which I later find out are hidden in the corner of the room up in the roof-beam area. The FBI agent who is pretending to be good (Benjamin Bratt) has my house surrounded. Of course I know he is bad (somehow I just know) and my brother (Dan Byrd) and I are trying to escape with the documents to give to the "right people". I don't know how I know who and why they are the right people but it just is that way in dreams. Eventually I remember some calculation from some scientific doctor that has this theory about escaping through kitchen floors under the house. So automatically when I remember this I see a hole in the kitchen just big enough for me to crawl down into. But I don't have the documents because FBI agent is in the room where they reside. He knows it is somewhere in the house but i am the only one who coincidently knows where the documents are hidden and naturally I don't tell him. As I am trying to get down through the hole in the kitchen floor and escape from under the house my alarm clock wakes me up for Monday morning class.
BUT WAIT A SECOND. Did I make it? Was I able to get the documents to "the people" and expose all of the FBI? Could I have been the next Jack Bauer?
Darn you Alarm clock.
(You can see each actor/actress that guest appeared in my dream here:)
FBI AGENT: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000973/
Dead Friend: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1556320/
Brother: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0126004/
Saturday, November 14, 2009
"Chu ladies are great"
Morgan Anderson and Lily DuRose are 2 of my most favorite ladies to ever live. Why? Let me tell you why! Because they both have adapted and adopted the weird high voice/lisp/surfer/ strange duck-woodstock voice that has evolved over time from all of us hanging out/living together. Friday and Saturday night was spent studying together and laughing our heads off. We did have time to sneak to the mall for some fun shopping. Lily bought a footsie-onesie for Mo to wear. It is pretty amazing and she wore it all night. Lil and I tried to watch Princess Bride but failed because the DVD was so scratched. Even though we were disappointed I have not laughed so hard.
Update on weather here in Provo: SNOW. I was severely disappointed when I woke up to the snow storm going on. Especially because I had to walk up to campus to take a test. boo. Snow please go away till after Thanksgiving. Thank you very much.
Update on weather here in Provo: SNOW. I was severely disappointed when I woke up to the snow storm going on. Especially because I had to walk up to campus to take a test. boo. Snow please go away till after Thanksgiving. Thank you very much.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Metaphorically speaking
Last night I could not sleep. Something was on my mind. As I laid in my comfy, warm, cozy bed I was thinking about expectations that all of us have for our lives. I started to wonder, as I often do, about why expectations are such a complete let down. Because of my wasteful wonderings I came up with this metaphor that made complete sense.
Metaphorically speaking:
Our hearts and brains work as intelligence and emotion bound up in an endless realm of possible expectations. When a new expectation (love, school, idea, dream) enters our life we have to start examining this new piece. Somehow you must figure out how you fit it into your heart (life). You consider this as a thought and emotion. You rearrange parts of your heart to create an opening for this new expectation. You have spent time now finding a way to fit this new opening in your life and heart and when you do, you expect it to be filled. However, when this expectation fails you now are left with an unavoidable void. You suddenly realize you have just spent time figuring out how to create room and now when you have the room there is nothing able to fill it anymore. So what can you do? You cannot close this void-- you can only proceed to fill it with something new. Something unrelated to what is was before. A new expectation... big enough to fill the void and keep it full. If you let it empty you are quickly reminded that the once expectation was denied a viable space. You fill the void daily until what you do to fill it becomes habit. For the rest of your life you are filling it with something new. Luckily our heart and mind work together to create a feeling of stability and you forget the void, with only occasional small glimpses of a realm of what could have been.
This is what I realized: I have many expectations and many voids, but life is good and in time things will work out for the best. As I finished my thought I was able to finally drift off to sleep...
Metaphorically speaking:
Our hearts and brains work as intelligence and emotion bound up in an endless realm of possible expectations. When a new expectation (love, school, idea, dream) enters our life we have to start examining this new piece. Somehow you must figure out how you fit it into your heart (life). You consider this as a thought and emotion. You rearrange parts of your heart to create an opening for this new expectation. You have spent time now finding a way to fit this new opening in your life and heart and when you do, you expect it to be filled. However, when this expectation fails you now are left with an unavoidable void. You suddenly realize you have just spent time figuring out how to create room and now when you have the room there is nothing able to fill it anymore. So what can you do? You cannot close this void-- you can only proceed to fill it with something new. Something unrelated to what is was before. A new expectation... big enough to fill the void and keep it full. If you let it empty you are quickly reminded that the once expectation was denied a viable space. You fill the void daily until what you do to fill it becomes habit. For the rest of your life you are filling it with something new. Luckily our heart and mind work together to create a feeling of stability and you forget the void, with only occasional small glimpses of a realm of what could have been.
This is what I realized: I have many expectations and many voids, but life is good and in time things will work out for the best. As I finished my thought I was able to finally drift off to sleep...
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Gossip Girl Provo Style
Today has been an interesting day to say the least. May I explain how funny it has been?
First off my life has been inadvertently brought into an episode of Gossip Girl Provo style. It is ridiculous really. For some reason girls who do not even know me have stalked me in the library, stalked me on Facebook, and required lots of information about me through various people. I think it's weird. Someone told me that they must be in love with me... and that could very well be true, but I am pretty sure they just have nothing better to do. I can't give too many details but let me say how hilarious the situation is. I was merely sitting in the library when this chick walks in and stares me down. Little did I know what she was up to. I only knew she was the new gf of a guy I started dating a while back. I had my dear friend Christian do some investigation work and he over heard her on the phone later referring back to me when she said, "Ya, I just saw her. She is at the table." hahaha Oh people... Live your own life. Stop stalking me and enjoy who you are dating in peace. I could not care less!! Also have I mentioned how awesome my room mates are? They are so great! Morgan and Lily rock my world! Yes we went to Cafe Rio and stuffed our faces, headed over to a waffle party-- did all the dishes. Lily sprayed water constantly all over my face, Morgan almost broke the plates she washed, I burned my hand on the waffle cooker yet we all laughed the whole time. These girls are great. They have to be if they can make washing dishes so entertaining. I love you guys!
First off my life has been inadvertently brought into an episode of Gossip Girl Provo style. It is ridiculous really. For some reason girls who do not even know me have stalked me in the library, stalked me on Facebook, and required lots of information about me through various people. I think it's weird. Someone told me that they must be in love with me... and that could very well be true, but I am pretty sure they just have nothing better to do. I can't give too many details but let me say how hilarious the situation is. I was merely sitting in the library when this chick walks in and stares me down. Little did I know what she was up to. I only knew she was the new gf of a guy I started dating a while back. I had my dear friend Christian do some investigation work and he over heard her on the phone later referring back to me when she said, "Ya, I just saw her. She is at the table." hahaha Oh people... Live your own life. Stop stalking me and enjoy who you are dating in peace. I could not care less!! Also have I mentioned how awesome my room mates are? They are so great! Morgan and Lily rock my world! Yes we went to Cafe Rio and stuffed our faces, headed over to a waffle party-- did all the dishes. Lily sprayed water constantly all over my face, Morgan almost broke the plates she washed, I burned my hand on the waffle cooker yet we all laughed the whole time. These girls are great. They have to be if they can make washing dishes so entertaining. I love you guys!
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Weather, China, and reminiscing.
Sometimes It is hard to give up something that was really good in your life. However close you get to that something, you can never quite get it back. What makes it appear so close, yet unreachable? And once it is gone, can you replace it? What I have learned is to protect my heart from this but keep my mind open so that I can think reasonable about it. We cannot control what this something thinks, does, or behaves, but I know I can choose to accept it for its faults and hold on to the thought of old possibility.
The other day I had a great chat with a friend about dreams. I have been running lately and as we were talking about that he mentioned that there is a marathon in china every May. On the great wall!!! Immediately I knew this was something that would kick me into gear and start training. Can you imagine how amazing that would be!? oh so amazing!
And, might I just add how great the weather has been this whole week? I don't think I have ever encountered better weather in November. Sun, thank you for shining down on us and letting your warmth brighten us up!
The other day I had a great chat with a friend about dreams. I have been running lately and as we were talking about that he mentioned that there is a marathon in china every May. On the great wall!!! Immediately I knew this was something that would kick me into gear and start training. Can you imagine how amazing that would be!? oh so amazing!
And, might I just add how great the weather has been this whole week? I don't think I have ever encountered better weather in November. Sun, thank you for shining down on us and letting your warmth brighten us up!
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