Thursday, February 19, 2009

0026.

I'm about to get sick of these numbering posts, but now that I've started I feel trapped.  They looked so cool on Harpers page and photo albums.  

WORD OF THE DAY
Hello List: The list of people you have to, or want to say "hello" to on a daily basis, especially relevant for students in university buildings, or coworkers in a work place.  Some people might decide to put you on their hello lists, even if they are not on yours; however, reciprocity is typically expected.

0025.



Katherine Ann Fleming is having the best week ever!


Starting my week with Saturday, Feb. 14th, this has been the best week of my life, and will continue to be so until tomorrow--friday Feb. 20






SATURDAY the 14th:  Temple Trip.
I spent Valentines day at the temple with the YSA in my area an dinkytown.  It has been years since I have been--true story (unfortunately)--but it was FABULOUUUUS!
SUNDAY the 15th: Church. :)
This is the first time in my life I hav woken up STOKED to go to church, and it was great.
MONDAY the 16th: Presidents Day
Thank you Lincoln, Washington, Bush, and Obama.  No school= No work.
THURSDAY the 17th= Letter From Elder Maximilian Simnitt. :)
nuff said.
WEDNESDAY the 18th: Day off, Institute.
THURSDAY the 19th: Back to work
Work=Money in the Bank.  Scotharoos=parents letting you nap the evening away :)
FRIDAY the 20th: Temple trip round two.
:) :) :)









Sunday, February 15, 2009

0024.

this has been
the best weekend
to date.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

0023.

Valentine's Day.
Not your traditional, but still the best one I've ever had.

Friday, February 13, 2009

0022.

[: elpmet pirt.

0021.

I write the songs.
I write the songs!
You said I'm doin'  it wrong.
you ARE doin' it wrong!!

p-p-p-put your crystals under my pillow...

The unicorns are a treasure--they are one of the most precious gem stone possible; somewhere between rubies and diamonds.
Thank you late night skate videos for introducing them to me, and to Collin James Sandoe for bringing yesterday back around, and helping us make up for lost time.

I love how sayings, or speech patterns in general, spread like wildfire--or a plague--among friends.  I've noticed people having whole conversations with the same inflections and dialect I would use after hanging around them for only a few months.  It's hard to tell who things even came from, what is you, and where you picked other things up from.
It's like how people say "you can't tell where one stops and the next one begins" about ples of kittens or puppies.  Everyone's speech patterns melt into everyone else's and noone is unique anymore.  At least not until you go to a completely new clique, then they are all the same within their own krew.
Spoken word is taken for granted, the human voice is one of the most beautiful and powerful things around, but I think sometimes people take speech for granted. For real.
I guess I'm interested in the obscure, basic things that make up the rest of the world more than other people are, but I still think it's kind of sad how monotone the world is becoming.  Not even monotone.  Just--similar, uniform, controlled....  
Laughs aside, If it it weren't for timbre,   I wouldn't even be able to tell at lest 3 of my friends apart when they are talking if i couldn't see them.
Speech is the main way we communicate with eachother.  how sad is it that it's all becoming one melting pot?

...I'm just saying.




Thursday, February 12, 2009

0020.

Megaphones over funnels.
What that means to me.

Basically, when you have a problem, you tend to look for the easy way out:  the one solution that will always always always work.  Time in, time out, never let you down.  5+2 will always equal 7.
This is thinking through funnels.

When you expand and look at all the other solutions that could also get you the same, or a similar solution, that is thinking though megaphones.  (1+6, 3+4, 8-1 etc. also all equal 7)

Basically, it's exactly what it sounds like.  Megaphones amplify things and project them much further than they would normally go.   Funnels narrow the travel path of things and force them into places they would never be able to fit--or even try to go-- on their own.

Charlotte got fixed--and got 9 teeth pulled--the other day, and is now recovering.  She is doing well, but it's always scary to have big things happen to such tiny dogs.





0019.

If the world's at large why should I remain?

Sunday, February 8, 2009

0018.

Today I spent at least 7 hours traveling to and attending church and church events.  This coming week is going to be filled with FHE, enrichment, temple trips and it's going to be the very best week ever.
Tomorrow is my last day with the kindergarten classes I have been working with the last week and a half.  I'm bringing them in valentines because both groups decorated valentine bags this past week.

One of the things I got to go to tonight was Standards Night for the Lacrosse branch.  The video they showed us was the cheesiest thing I've ever seen, including American Mall, but it was still really good.
I set three goals for 2009 from The Strength Of youth pamphlet.
They told us to make them public so we are more likely to meet them.
-Education:  Take education seriously and do all I can to gain a proper and full education while I am here on earth.  I would really like to get a 4.0 this summer or at the very least a 3.5; I think I should be able to do that if i try hard and stay on top of things.
-Tithing:  Pay a full tithe. ALWAYS.
-Service:  Do my best to make a difference in someone's life.  Everyday I want to do something up uplift someone else.  Just small things like say hello or smile at people.  Once a week I want to do something bigger for someone.

I just love sundays.

Friday, February 6, 2009

0017.

the only think that could have made today better was a letter.
It's friday, i get to go snowboarding, and i get to sleep in tomorrow.
ballin.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

0016.

I can't find my glasses.
I need to clean my room.
I still haven't heard from Maximilian.
At least I know Dal Pal is getting my letters.

I am going to finish cleaning my room this weekend and next week and maybe even paint it next saturday.

0015.

I want a French Bull Dog.
I want to get a black and white bull terrier and name it penguin.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

0014.

Summer 09 Bucket List.
After a pretty rough and gnasty frosh year, I have decided to stop being so stupid, set some goals, and get over myself.  This semester went a lot better but I know there is still so much I can do better this summer.

-Devotional every week.
-curfew.
-temple at least every three weeks.
-Music Outlet with Saychelle at least once.
-work out  3 days a week
-4.0 (3.5 very minimum)
-do something nice for someone else at least once a week.
-have a great escape at least once a month.  Just me.  maybe once with a friend.
-go to R mountain.
-go to the library between classes.
-get tutors.
-don't eat out.
-don't buy things i don't need, with the exception of art supplies and food i don't really want to buy anything.
-Prayer Rock.
-go for a bike ride every day.
-sunday naps/scripture reading in porter park.
-keep my room clean
-write a poem a week.
-and a song a month.
-say hi to 3 new people a day.
-make time for others in my day.
-get involved.
-go to ward activities.
-hopefully get a calling.
-Look into that internship and hopefully work out a way to do it.
-Eat healthier.
-read the scriptures every night.
-at least never miss more than one night at a time.
-get into the habit of morning prayers.
-read lots of good books and talks and church leader books.
-get into art: painting, drawing, everything.
-start reading poetry.
-spend at least one afternoon a week in the library browsing.... make it thursdays.
-Read my PB every sunday.
-WRITE THE BOYS!
-care packages.
-WRITE home.
-go green.er.

Im sure there will be more to come.

0013.

Institute was canceled tonight.  Grace called me to let me know, and told me about some upcoming activities.  What a peach. 
Still haven't heard from maximilian.
still havent...



Tuesday, February 3, 2009

0012.

Today was the first night i worked with the achievement girls.  It was really fun, I like tweens.  Believe it.  
We made name tags and decorated cookies.  We just kind of got to know each-other this week.  The ladies I work with are so nice and sweet. 
 I'm really glad i got a calling that isn't nursery while I am home.
Next time we meet there will be games and snacks and good times all around.
It's only every other week, so thats nice.  I already had so skip out on a YSA activity tonight because of Achievement.
Ima go to institute tomorrow though, and hopefully FHE next week.  
If i can figure out when and where it meets.

Pinkerton and Charlotte are cuddling on the couch next to me.  So presh, and flabby is yowling because she wants food.  

0011.


Baby hippos, among many other baby animals, (with the exception of humans) are the most presh.
Although they could break you like a glowstick when they grow up, they are absoutly adorable when they are itty-bitty.
To make them even more perfect there is such thing as a pygmy hippopotamus.
I think this is a straight up hippo, but it's still precious. 

Sunday, February 1, 2009

0010.

Something about space and planets has always been very interesting to me.  I use to love going to the planetarium  more than anything in elementary school.  To night as I was driving home from Kaitlin's at about midnight, I noticed the moon was very low in the sky, and very orange.  I drove out a bit into the country and looked at it for a while.
Then I headed home and had the urge to look up into the sky again.  I leaned in over my steering wheel, and my eyes instantly found a shooting star.  I wished on it.  I felt it was there for me.
I could have sworn I even heard the star whizz by me.
I drove home and around my side of town for about 30 minutes trying to find a place I could see the moon from but I couldn't get high enough.
I just really love space and night--borderline morning.
I fell like part of me goes to sleep and the essence of me can come out.  I always feel more at peace late at night that I do during the day.  maybe thats why I am such a night owl.  I wrote a huge journal entry about it once.  I said I felt like after my brain and body shut down, I was left with my only my spirit awake.

That probably seems really weird to a lot of people, because I tend to think in a very metaphoric way and at a very rapidly pace, so it's hard for me to hold on to a thought long enough to put it in terms other people can understand.
Maybe thats why I like Bright Eyes so much.  I feel like he writes the way I think.

I miss Idaho, Amy Doll, Porter Park, Maximilian, and Summer Nights.
Pretty much everything I do, see, or expierence reminds me of one of the above.
I love Pinkerton, and church, and Kaitlin and my family.
I am lucky to have two cities, so far away, and that I can call both Home.
I'm glad I got to go away for college.
I'm glad I finally decided to get over myself and grow up.
And I'm happy that summer 08 happened the way it did, even though I was not happy through most of it.

0009.

So, I'm just at home. alone. waiting for the girl who watched Pinkerton this weekend to bring her back.  so i wont be alone.  I have charlotte and oliver but it's not the same...
She's 20 minutes late.  Maybe I am a paranoid person...
I was late to church today....whoops.
I got my calling.  
I missed my stastaining. 
(sorry I don't know how to spell it... I can't say it either.)
Kristen Welker however was kind enough to tell me i got a calling though after Sacrament meeting was done.  I did already know becuase my father, the bishop of the 5th ward, had told me about it and told me to be on time to get stastained.
I went to sunday school with the missionaries.  We learned about agency and the lords plan for us.
My mom found the GC Ensign for me, and I started reading it today.  

The people who have stinky just called and are going to being her by soon--I have been touched by an angel.

I think I'm going to start painting while I am home and work on poetry and guitar and everything.  
It's not seasonal depression, it's more like locational.
I miss Idaho, I miss having friends, I miss the spirit of ricks.

I hope I don't marry someone who needs to be away from home a lot, because I don't know how well I could handle that.  I do know that if he does I'm going to need a lot of dogs.
It's mostly being home alone with nothing to do that drives me crazy.  I've gotten a lot lot lot better at being alone, it's just having down time that I still can't seem to handle.  I need rules and guidelines and due dates and projects.
I need to have something to do. 
Always.




Saturday, January 31, 2009

0008.

Baby Charlotte is the most presh.
When I was helping my Mom clean out her closet the other day we found a bag FULL of stuffed Pikachus.  Like 20 of them, no lie.  It also had some pictures of pokemon, trading cards, and about 50 little plastic pokeballs from McDonald's.  Only about 10 of the toys that came in the Pokeballs were still there.
Charlotte apparently liked this Picachu and took it over as a day bed--along with abby's bed, abby's tent, pinkerton's bed, oliver's upstairs bed and downstairs bed, the couch, and any thing soft she can get on.


0007. Peter Max

 I found a book about the pop artist Peter Max in the library.  Something about the cover drew my eyes to it, and i had to touch it.  then see it.  then check it out.

it was littered with treasures, including an entire essay!