:) I could only stay away for so long.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
חדש
"There will come a time when you believe everything is finished.
That will be the beginning."
This blog has held four years of my life. As I go back and read about the boys, the friendships, the heartache and the joy, I realize I'm not the same person I was at fifteen years old. With every beginning, there is an end. I think that for me, this blog has hit an end. After many weeks of consideration, I realized it's time for me to start a new journey. I'm not sure whether this means a new blog or not. Of course, it doesn't mean that I'm going to stop writing. It simply is time for something fresh.
:) If I were to do it again, it would be different. Let me rephrase. When I do this again, it will be different.
I'll post a link if I do start something new. But for now, adiós mis amigos. It will take me a few weeks to back all of this up, but then I'll take it offline.
New feels good.
That will be the beginning."
This blog has held four years of my life. As I go back and read about the boys, the friendships, the heartache and the joy, I realize I'm not the same person I was at fifteen years old. With every beginning, there is an end. I think that for me, this blog has hit an end. After many weeks of consideration, I realized it's time for me to start a new journey. I'm not sure whether this means a new blog or not. Of course, it doesn't mean that I'm going to stop writing. It simply is time for something fresh.
:) If I were to do it again, it would be different. Let me rephrase. When I do this again, it will be different.
I'll post a link if I do start something new. But for now, adiós mis amigos. It will take me a few weeks to back all of this up, but then I'll take it offline.
New feels good.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
You know you've been teaching way too many swim lessons when...
You know you've been teaching waaaayyy too many swim lessons when...
There's a permanent indent in your stomach where all the kids have jumped in and kicked you
You find yourself rocking out to "the wheels in the bus" in the shower.
You catch yourself talking to adults like they're three years old.
You spend half of your paycheck on shampoo.
The kids accidentally start calling you mom.
You don't have to shave your legs, because the pool chemicals take care of it.
You don't even bother to go home between shifts, you just sleep on a bench.
our diet consists of...well, anything within four feet.
You spend your spare time playing "guess what rule the scouts will break today".
Forget green. People start to mistake your hair for some type of animal.
You automatically hold your breath and close your eyes when you sit down, assuming you're underwater.
Even though I complain sometimes, I love my job. I couldn't ask for a better environment. The kids are the best part. Today, I asked Charity what her favorite food was.
"My favorite food is princesses"
"You like to eat princesses Charity?"
"Mmmmm yeah."
I especially love teaching the really small kids. They're so innocent, and they love anybody that will pay attention to them. :) Whenever I have a long, hard, frustrating day, a hug from one of these chilluns' can make it better.
Ah. I'm having a great summer.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Imploding
OgWKL^LKW!*&$@JGNKWJNELG%KJnlkgjnKR**JEWRNGK!!!
That's how my brain feels. There are so many people I wish I could talk to, and yet not that much to say. The past three weeks have been filled with more emotional highs and lows than I've ever felt before. I've dealt with death, fell in and out of "like", and figured out the truth about my health, all while working 8-10 hours a day.
Yeah. Who needs sleep?
That's how my brain feels. There are so many people I wish I could talk to, and yet not that much to say. The past three weeks have been filled with more emotional highs and lows than I've ever felt before. I've dealt with death, fell in and out of "like", and figured out the truth about my health, all while working 8-10 hours a day.
Yeah. Who needs sleep?
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
ah duh
mark twain on jane austen:
"I haven't any right to criticise books, and I don't do it except when I hate them. I often want to criticise Jane Austen, but her books madden me so that I can't conceal my frenzy from the reader; and therefore I have to stop every time I begin. Everytime I read 'Pride and Prejudice' I want to dig her up and beat her over the skull with her own shin-bone."
Ah. Too much blogging of late. Sometimes though, I just really need to share something. Like my hatred for Pride and Prejudice.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Loyalty to...
You know what makes me feel sick?
My my best friends telling me things about each other, that they can't actually say to each other.
It makes me feel dishonest. And, kind of sick.
The worst part is that if they can do it to each other, they can do it to me.
I need college.
My my best friends telling me things about each other, that they can't actually say to each other.
It makes me feel dishonest. And, kind of sick.
The worst part is that if they can do it to each other, they can do it to me.
I need college.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Running to the Light
"Occasionally discouragement may darken our pathway; frustration may be a constant companion. In our ears there may sound the sophistry of Satan as he whispers, “You cannot save the world; your small efforts are meaningless. You haven’t time to be concerned for others.” Trusting in the Lord, let us turn our heads from such falsehoods and make certain our feet are firmly planted in the path of service and our hearts and souls dedicated to follow the example of the Lord. In moments when the light of resolution dims and when the heart grows faint, we can take comfort from His promise: “Be not weary in well-doing. … Out of small things proceedeth that which is great. Behold, the Lord requireth the heart and a willing mind.”
Thomas S. Monson, “Finding Peace,” Ensign, Mar. 2004, 3
I'm am so lucky to be surrounded by people who love me. I have a family and friends who would go to the ends of the earth for me. Whether in the darkest or the lightest of time, I always know I have somebody to lean on. Sometimes, it takes a really long tunnel to get to the sunshine.
Thomas S. Monson, “Finding Peace,” Ensign, Mar. 2004, 3
I'm am so lucky to be surrounded by people who love me. I have a family and friends who would go to the ends of the earth for me. Whether in the darkest or the lightest of time, I always know I have somebody to lean on. Sometimes, it takes a really long tunnel to get to the sunshine.
My heart is so full.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Solomon Jack Gardner
Sunday, June 20, 2010
The Home Stretch
In no less than two months, I will be living far away from home.
Well, two hours anyway.
I will be dirt poor. All I will do is study, because I think I'll have 21348 credit hours. I think I can handle. 21350 credits would be too many, but somehow I'll manage.
It feels like the home stretch. I'm buying sheets, and I have a laptop. Our dorm room has a grilled cheeser. I'm stocking up on shampoo and deodorant. I'm working desperately to save money.
I have a feeling the the next two months will be the longest...and the shortest of my life.
At this time two years ago I was...
really excited for junior year.
loving the attention of a much older guy, who now lives 500 miles away (For eight more months anyway ;)
really excited to be on the newspaper staff. Haha. Ironic.
friendless
In shape
Tan
Debtless
It's weird how time changes who we are. I hate it when people tell me not to change. Isn't that what life's all about? We spend our whole lives perfecting who we are and creating who we want to be. I'm glad that I'm not the same person I was that crazy summer after sophomore year. It wasn't bad...it was wonderful. There's just a time and a place for everything.
Amen.
Oh, and my posts are pretty much same old now. I'm going to start adding pictures. Pictures that have stories behind them Muhaha.
Once apon a time, I really wanted a frazil in February. You see, I used to work at a pool that had the best frazils ever. In hindsight, they probably only tasted good because it was 104 degrees. So, I dragged my friends to a billion gas stations to find one. We did find a frazil machine, only thanks to Peter Barrett. Turns out it was disgusting. Except, Kristen loved it because I think she may have never tasted sugar before. The end.
Well, two hours anyway.
I will be dirt poor. All I will do is study, because I think I'll have 21348 credit hours. I think I can handle. 21350 credits would be too many, but somehow I'll manage.
It feels like the home stretch. I'm buying sheets, and I have a laptop. Our dorm room has a grilled cheeser. I'm stocking up on shampoo and deodorant. I'm working desperately to save money.
I have a feeling the the next two months will be the longest...and the shortest of my life.
At this time two years ago I was...
really excited for junior year.
loving the attention of a much older guy, who now lives 500 miles away (For eight more months anyway ;)
really excited to be on the newspaper staff. Haha. Ironic.
friendless
In shape
Tan
Debtless
It's weird how time changes who we are. I hate it when people tell me not to change. Isn't that what life's all about? We spend our whole lives perfecting who we are and creating who we want to be. I'm glad that I'm not the same person I was that crazy summer after sophomore year. It wasn't bad...it was wonderful. There's just a time and a place for everything.
Amen.
Oh, and my posts are pretty much same old now. I'm going to start adding pictures. Pictures that have stories behind them Muhaha.
Once apon a time, I really wanted a frazil in February. You see, I used to work at a pool that had the best frazils ever. In hindsight, they probably only tasted good because it was 104 degrees. So, I dragged my friends to a billion gas stations to find one. We did find a frazil machine, only thanks to Peter Barrett. Turns out it was disgusting. Except, Kristen loved it because I think she may have never tasted sugar before. The end.
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