How it should be

These last couple days have been the best days all year, because I spent them exactly how they should be spent. No electronics, no air conditioning, no showers, no indoors. Just tons of friends, all together, outside. I wouldn't care if we went without power for forever (except the refrigerator situation)

I felt like I was ten again when my parents used to have to tell me to come inside, or when they had to remind me to eat because I was having to much fun doing other things.

Yesterday we rode bikes, played outside, and played baseball for FOREVER. Then when we came home, after dinner, Jacob and I went and found wood to make a camp fire, and we roasted marshmallows, him and my brother played the guitar and ukalealee, my dad made homemade popcorn on the camp stove, had neighbors come, and we just sang and talked (I realize that was the MOST poorly written sentence ever. Ms. Stroh would disapprove.). I loved it. I love my friends. They are the best ones on the face of the planet.

This blog is the only thing I would really miss without electricity.

P.S. I just watched Harry Potter with 3 of the funniest guys ever.

I love goofy people. I can be myself around them

'Art and Love'

Oath of Friendship
Shang ya!
I want to be your friend
For ever and ever without break or decay.
When the hills are all flat
And the rivers are all dry,
When it lightens and thunders in the winter,
When it rains and snows in the summer,
When Heaven and Earth mingle-
Not till then will I part from you.

~ANONYMOUS, China 1st Century B.C.

Sonnet
Guido, I wish that you Lapo and I
Were carried off by magic
And put in a boat, which, every time there was a wind,
Would sail on the ocean exactly where we wanted.
In this way storms and other dangerous weather
Wouldn't be able to harm us-
And I wish that, since we all were of one mind,
We would want more and more to be together.
And I wish that Vanna and Lagia too


And the girl whose name on the list is number


thirty (hehe)


Were put in the boat by the magician too


And that we all did nothing but talk about love


And I wish that they were just as glad to be there


As I belive the three of us would be.




~Dante Alighieri (favorite)









For The Moment


Life is simple and gay


The bright sun rings with a quiet sound


The sound of the bells has quiteed down


This morning the light hits it all


The footlights of my head are lit again


And the room I live in is finally bright


Just one beam is enough


Just one burst of laughter


My joy that shakes the house


Restrains those wanting to die


By the notes of its song


I sing off-key


Ah it's funy


My mouth open to every breeze


Spews mad notes everywhere


That emerge I don't know how


To fly toward other ears


Listen I'm not crazy


I laugh at the bottom of the stairs


Before the wide-open door


In the sunlight scattered


On the wall among green vines


And my arms are held out toward you





It's today I love you



~Pierre Reverdy












The only thing I bought in North Carolina was a book from this little hole in the wall collectors' bookstore in Black Mountain: 'ART & LOVE The Metropolitan Museum of Art , An Illustrated Anthology of Love Poetry.' I am happy

My Future Home

North Carolina is the place for me. I've told anyone who asks me where I see myself living in the the future, that it would be there.

The owners of almost all of the stores I went in had their dogs there, and everywhere is dog friendly. Me and my future golden retriever can go everywhere. This is Bella, the most patient, sweet, and smartest dog in the whole planet.

My family and Michael made fun of me the whole trip, especially on our trail ride because everytime I saw a big green hill with some type of farm animal on it I said "Look! Look! Its so pretty! Look at the horses!" I WILL have my farm with my own pretty green hills someday.

It was a very short trip, but it was wonderful. Even though my family, especially my brother annoys the crap out of me sometimes, they really are about the best group of people you could ask for.

We have this game that we have played ever since we were little called FARKLE. Yeah, its weird, but my dad bought it so we could pass the time at the cabins if it rained. My dad is the Farkle King, and he lets everybody know it. He gloats like the best of them. Its histerical. After he wins, he always sings that 'I am the Champion' song in a really obnoxious high pitched voice. But its great. I'm pretty sure he laughed more on this trip than I have ever heard him laugh before. He's goofy.

We went horse back riding, and it was the highlight of my trip. I could go on and on about this, but I won't.

I love my family, even though they are weird, I love Michaael, even though HE is also weird, and I loved this trip, and I want to go back.

This is a very badly written blog post, don't judge

Verano

(I find whenever I want to give a blog post a generic name, if I write it in Spanish, its not quite so corney and normal sounding) Here is my TO-DO list for this summner: 1) Learn to walk on my hands 2)Take some form of dance class 3)Do things I LIKE to do 4) Travel somewhere fun, with someone fun. GETAWAY 5) Learn how to talk (If you know me, then you know its an issue) 6)Loosen up 7)Don't hold back Some of these things might sound dumb, and easy to some people, but they are all things I wnt to do. And I'm sure I'll add to this later!

Eat, Pray, Love

I just started reading this book, and I already feel like it is telling the story of me, and what I should do. Or maybe I just want to think that because I have this great yearning desire to go to Italy and all of the other places she visits, but especially Italy. (I was wondering if they have good schools in Italy, I might just move there for good after college) It makes me want to learn how to live again. I think I have sort of lost the ability to just relax and have fun. Or maybe not entirely lost, but have put other things, that really are not going to matter ten years from now, over my happiness. I want it to be warm and to sit in the sun in the middle of the woods and read a good book. (Maybe Walden- Tehe) Or to be able to eat anything I want and not think about whats in it, or the consequences it might have on my body. Tonight I went with Lynn and Olivia with their youth group to go eat and to watch a movie. We saw the new movie Soul Surfer. And although I have not had the experience of having my arm bitten off by a shark,I think alot of the messages in the movie are some I could learn. I know life is not easy, and who doesn't have their fair share of weaknesses and bouts of trials that test you and your belief in yourself and God? But really, people I know complain so much about irrelevant material things, including myself. I'm probably the Queen of whining, even though I try not to be aloud, thinking it to myself is just as bad. God still hears me. People in Japan or Indonesia have had their families and friends ripped apart by natural disasters and still have more faith and trust in God than some of us will ever have. In the movies, the girl who lost her arm was so grateful to one of her surf competitors who was always the biggest (insert what word you are thinking here) to her, not because of her jerk-ish attitude, but because she never treated her any differently from before the accident, to after. I want to help people. I want to write a book for people that face the same problems I do. I want to learn to talk better to the ones I am close to so that they don't have to drag things out of me. I suck at talking about me. Also, my best friend went with me to church this morning, and I'm glad that we did not freak her out with our weirdness. I love her, and I love my church. I aspire to be just like Mrs. Bene'. She is my role model.

Booga

Contrary to all the wonderful things Forest Gump teaches, my life, at least right now, it is not like a box of chocolates.

Chicos

Boys are weird. All of them. They all might be weird in different ways, but they are still strange and foreign. However there are two guys inparticular that have stayed by me and acted the same through our whole relationship. I like constanticity (the state of things staying constant.(Yes its a made up word)). William Cook and Jacob Johnson. I love them both to death.

William, I guess I really started getting to know in my freshman history class, and I've had him in at least one class every year since. He will still be half way down the hallway, and I be walking the opposite direction, and him holler 'Hey Girl!' and I turn around and roll my eyes at him because I know exactly who he is talking too. He still wipes the sweat from his cold water bottle on my face first thing in the morning when I'm not awake yet. He gives good hugs. He always asks me whats wrong if I seem down. He totally did illegal things to documents concerning our budget project, and basically got me through that whole project, because I probably would not have finished without him. He flips my bangs opposite my part because it annoys me. We can be totally awkward around eachother, and it not really be awkward. Almost every day, he always asks me, 'is thats my brother's shirt?', or 'where did you buy that from, the mens' department?' He's like the big brother I never had, and I love him for it.

Jacob, has lived down the street from me for about six years, and I really haven't met him, met him until probably the end of junior year. We have been in library aid together all of this year, and he's always in chamber choir with me. I have never met someone who is more of a gentleman than him. He always opens the doors for people and is just genuinely nice, which is rare nowadays. Being in Austin Idol together was probably the funnest thing ever. He is just great, and polite to everyone. His only fault is his liking of the combination of peanut butter and maple syrup... it just sounds gross. For having such a low voice, he does the highest pitch sound thing at the end of his laughs, which always makes me laugh... and then he tells me to shut up. We seem to share food alot; his dad made us a cheesecake, I took them candy from Morgan price, He brought my this oreo white chocolate brittle stuff, I made him birthday cookies. I like having a somewhat neighbor. I also appreciate him for not judging me for the things I have opened up to him about. He is wonderful.

However, when Jacob and William are together, they both become real boys and bring out the perverted jokes and all the other stuff boys talk about. They think they are the funniest things ever. But I still love them.

All of this was brought on by Mary Beth, Lynn, and I going to see our production of Big River, which both were in and were amazing. Both of them are also going to be in the WWII production thing that we are putting on at the Princess. I can't wait.

Also, I feel I can write about them here because theres almost no chance that they ever will read it.

What will I do without them in College?