feeling inspired

dear love,

a few things.

yesterday the museum of art of campus opened up a new exhibit. we went and checked it out, and we left with our heads literally hurting. not hurting from lack of enjoyment--quite the contrary actually. walter wick, the i spy man, was featured in the new exhibit. each picture was beautifully photographed and upon closer consideration, there were mysteries to be discovered in each work. the one that got us was the column one. we couldn't figure it out, and then cheated a bit afterwards and found out how he did it. my favorite one was the five mirrored one, and we had to figure out what order he took the pictures due to the inconsistencies within the mirrors. hard to explain but it was great. needless to say, too much thinking on a thursday night, but FUN!

i would be ungrateful if i didn't write about my newest edition to my own little family. today i bought a macbook. yep. i did. after so much frustration with my dell, i decided to do it. i've been thinking seriously about this for a few months, and today i finally made the leap. so far, im very happy. i mean, im staying home on a friday night to "play on my computer". who does that? well, me. 

i have to say a few more words about something that happened last night. i just do not understand judgmental people. scenario: last night i met my friend's brother who took one look at me and thought he had me all figured out. and he didn't keep his judgements quiet either. he was kind enough to keep me in the loop as he thought of more and more things he could say to cut me down. it was the weirdest thing--i hardly ever have someone actually voice their honest first impressions of me. but in my mind, it was completely unfounded and rude. so i responded to his honesty with some honesty of my own. i told him how rude he was being and that i was actually offended. he didn't really stop and i was soooo proud of myself because i just stayed quiet. all i said was "wow, there is a lot i could say in defense of what you are saying. but im not even going to say it. but, you are being RUDE!" and that was all. then i left. kind of weird but an interesting learning experience. that really had less to do with me and more to do with him. also, we cannot please everyone all the time. if you are dressed nicely, people assume you are a spoiled high maintenance girly girl. but if i had been wearing my basketball shorts or junky sweats he probably would have assumed that i don't care about my appearance and that im a slob. take home lesson: i cannot please everyone and i really don't even want to please everyone. i will let my deeds and intentions speak for themselves and hopefully those who actually care will really get to know me and know that i really do have something to offer. to my friend's brother: i'm sorry life is so rough that you have to feel like putting people down is a good way to be. good luck with that.

anyway, i looooove life and i love the fact that the sun is coming out lately. parks, walks, slacklining, and playing football all await me in the near future. 

rip computer

a little poem inspired by my dell:

wouldn't it be nice if you would work
then i wouldn't have to throw you out
and wouldn't it be nice if we were friends
in a world where you didn't make me cry and pout

in that world i could take you to class
and have the battery actually LASSSSSTTTT

well, it isn't that kind of world
you don't like to start up or use the web
so im going to go to the apple store
and replace you with a comp that has a head

enjoy the trash can.

love language

for all of you out there who want to know how to love me best...here is my official breakdown of my love languages. you might argue i'm bilingual?

I feel loved when...

The Five Love Languages

My Primary Love Language is Quality Time

My Detailed Results:
Quality Time:	9
Acts of Service:	8
Physical Touch:	6
Words of Affirmation:	5
Receiving Gifts:	2

About this quiz

Unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. It can be helpful to know what language you speak and what language those around you speak.

Tag 3 people so they can find out what their love language is.

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dance champ

dear love,

so i haven't written since the first day i decided to start a blog. i'm struggling with the concept of whether i actually need a specific thing to talk about, or if i should just ramble on about my day and boring things like that. so this post might be one of those rambles.

right now i'm eating some an apple with peanut butter--a new obsession of mine. the typical scene for me after school these days is sitting on the floor with my back to the couch, with a knife, pb, apple, and a plate, listening to some sweet tunes like fleet foxes, bon iver, or amos lee. so that's the exact position i'm in right now too.

carolyn and i have made up a word. that is another exciting part of my week. also, she brought back her typewriter and i can finally get out feelings with real vigor via the typewriter.

this weekend has been great. friday night, a big group of us went to heber to celebrate the day before valentine's. and...the most exciting part for me was that I WON THE DANCE COMPETITION. yeah that's right. i hate to brag, but it was one of my proudest moments, haha. we played "express yourself" and then the three finalists had a little dance off. good times!

and then valentine's day came around. i had big plans to be someone's secret admirer but i didn't have someone to be that for. so i thought of someone i could potentially be a secret admirer for, but when the time came, i was no longer in the mood. so i made a cake for jesse who protected us from the mountain lions in heber, and wrote him a special note on the typewriter (purely platonic). so that satisfied by need to love on valentine's. then we had some "men" over for dinner, talked a bit, and then had the REAL party after they left with just carolyn and i. we turned all the lights off and had a dance party, and only she and i were invited. there was a wide range of music too... all played on the record player i might add. we had top gun, billy joel, and even some gregorian chant. then we turned on hitch and i was out (typical) by the time albert kissed hitch.

love love love. all you need is love.

celery, peanut butter, and popcorn

dear love,

i'm addressing this post to a "love". not that there is really anyone in mind, just that anyone who is reading this is most likely someone i love.

the inspiration for starting a blog began with the need to vent. carolyn and i always envision a typewriter right in our front room. if only we had one of those...we would be able to type out each letter by itself to describe our innermost frustrations. there is something magical about the sound of a typewriter, especially if you are typing with PASSION. this will be me. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHuWh0jykhw

next item of business: today. today was a good day. it started off with a trip to the gym, then a test for geology...101. i spent my friday night studying rocks. then i spent my saturday morning proving that i know a lot about rocks. enough said. also, twice in the past 24 hours, i've been asked if i'm a geology major. NO PEOPLE! who do you think i am? anyway, the next part of my day was book club. good company, good discussion, and good times in general. i finally finished roman holiday today and loved every minute of gregory peck and audrey hepburn's forbidden romance. then came an epic nap. i woke up in a funk--why is it that sometimes you take a nap and feel like a new person and other times you wake up and you start laughing and crying at the same time like i did just 5 minutes ago? since the nap, i've been on the edge a little. weird.

here's the latest of mine and carolyn's list of quotes:

"oh my gosh, I LOVE MONKS!"

"so much clarity in the bathroom."

and on a more serious note:

"we are all out of context."

"we are divinity in progress."

those last two rhyme and i'm pretty sure there needs to be a poem created in honor of them.

well there you have it. i have sufficiently ranted and raved like i wanted to.