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The Quotes blog is back...and the link is right this time My new Rants blog is up and running
Reading: just finished Anna Karenina by Tolstoy...on to Grimm's Fairytales
Singing: starting next week...Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat
What's going on:
Sun 28th - church 10am, Matt time, Kohl's 4:30-9:30pCS
Mon 29th - Kohl's 10a-4pCS, ?
Tues 30th - Kohl's 6a-2:30pPC, Texas Roadhouse?, Joseph 6-9p, ?
Wed 31st - ?, bank meeting with Mere 4p?, Joseph 6-9p, ?
Thurs 1st - ?, Joseph 6-9p, ?
Fri 2nd - ?
Sat 3rd - ?, Kohl's 2-8:30pCS, ?
Sun 4th - Church 10:30a, ?
Mon 5th - Kohl's 6a-2:30pPC, ?, Joseph 7:30-10p, ?
Tues 6th - ?, Joseph 6:30-9, ?
Wed 7th - Kohl's 9a-4pCS, ?, Joseph 8-10p, ?
Thurs 8th - Kohl's 10a-5pCS, ? Joseph 8-10p, ?
Fri 9th - ?, Kohl's 5:30-10:30POS
Sat 10th - ?, Kohl's 2-10:30CS
Poems (the select few I'm OK with sharing): 9/16/04, excerpts fromIt's taking away my voice and leaving my mind blank. I want to disappear, Bury my face in my hands and sink through the floor, Curl into a ball and hide. I want to pray... My mind refuses to bend to my will. I want to reach for my Book... My feet stick to the floor. I want to cry out, plead for help... My jaw is set... 2/2/04Come back, Come back! My wounds are not so deep That I'd turn you away When you bleed too. You're drifting - Drifting away from me. I've never been a strong swimmer. Currents I can't fight take us, Pulling us apart. These ripples in our lives Undermine the foundation That kept us close, Slowly eating it out from underneath Our shaking legs. My friends, Don't let us end In this tide of heartache and uncertainty. Too much past is behind us To throw the future away Without a fight. 12/29/03Think of your world As a big glass wall... What would you do When it crashes down? The pieces are sharp, They make you bleed, And it mingles with the tears you shed As you realize how long it will take To rebuild the wall, And how much blood will fall Upon your shattered future. 12/4/03Standing on a Fencepost in my head, I feel my feet slip And my body sway. The divide I straddle Keeps sun-bright meadow From chill black depths. Will something push me over... Pull me down? When this precarious balance fails, Where will I land? I don't want to gasp for each breath, Treading water Above fathomless darkness, A struggling speck In a foaming sea. 11/6/03 2:15amNot marching to the beat of any drum, But walking softly as an orchestra resonates in a glowing chamber. At times I pause And sing. Often the key is minor and my voice soft, But when the music swells, I can plant my feet and proclaim a song of joy. 9/21/03 1amCurled in a ball, I hug my knees to my chest And sit alone on an island, Watching the faces float past In a vast tide around me. 9/8/03The beauty rips the tears from your eyes And flings them callously aside. Perfect image before your eyes does not waver, Grows only fuller in the waning light. Only a single ray pierces the darkness inside. You wish it would widen and fill you, But the oppressive black crowds it, Thick, Inky; The light struggles. Will it win... Or will the tears return to you this night?
8/16/03
Fragile,
Alone,
In dappled shade beneath a tree.
Vulnerable,
I looked for solitude
And found Grace.
I poured out my pain -
You poured out Your Love
As You poured out Your blood long ago
For me.
I wept and you filled my haunted eyes
With Joy.
8/2/03 12:20am
Fall again.
Drifting away from me...
Black tears flow slowly,
Mingling with the depths I stand watch over,
Fervently searching for signs of life,
Hating the ripples -
Illusory shadows of what once was you.
The shoreline is bleak when I must stand alone,
Chilled,
Clinging to shadows,
Waiting for another day.
6/28/03
Lost sight of the sun.
Strain feverishly towards the horizon,
Only to find no trace of light.
It will return.
The deluge which seems to persist indefinitely in beating down and darkening the sky
Will end.
To face into the wind whilst a cold rain penetrates
Grows tiresome,
Disheartening.
Chill mist,
Torrent
As the thunderhead builds and blackens the sky.
But the darkest clouds,
Most ferocious storms,
Run their course and cease.
The twilight world will recede and briliance burst forth,
Flooding the path trod for so long stumbling in darkness,
Head bowed,
Eyes stinging from the onslaught,
With light again.
Look up
And catch the bright arc of color
Above the drenched aftermath,
And watch the path dry.
Walk with springing step on firm ground
Where once dark pools obstructed the path.
The sun will shine again.
3/31/03
Images,
Burned in the back of my mind,
Beautiful,
Snapshots of nature at its best,
Glorious creations.
My fingers itch and I reach for the pencil.
But its strokes are timid where they should be bold
And stark where they should be soft.
I look at the 'finished work' and sigh.
My own incompetence serves as preventative.
The lines on the paper, smudged and blurred,
Fail to do justice.
The snapshots are missing some intangible thing
A photographer worthy of their taking would have captured.
3/27/03
I see myself as from afar,
Standing at the edge
As I scan the horizon.
Clouds roll in
But I stand,
Feet planted,
Face upturned,
Ready to meet the coming storm.
Waves begin to crash...
I feel them rumbling through my feet,
Shaking every tense muscle in my body
Up through the ancient rock of the precipice
Where I stand,
Waiting.
I will rejoice in the rain
Though it may sting my face,
Plaster my sodden clothing to my shivering body;
It is necessary,
Though the wind and rain may sap my strength,
I will not leave my ledge,
For it is safe,
And the storm will end.
The sun will shine and I will rest contently,
Watching the waes gently lap,
Crumbling the damp earth beneath my fingers,
And smiling at the promise the world holds.
3/18/03
I bow my head
And allow the music to carry my thoughts to God.
Then I know Peace.
The creases upon my brow smooth
As I slowly lift my head
And smile,
Eyes closed,
Alone with my prayer
Except for ht Lord,
Who hears me.
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Wednesday, March 01, 2006
I'm a certified slacker...
...when it comes to updating. My excuse is that my freetime consists mainly of reading. Namely Shakespeare and Jane Austen.
I did have a spectacular weekend, though. So fun that I'll tell you all about it:
Friday was the least exciting day. After classes I did laundry and packed for the weekend and went and worked register until close. Soooooo.....boring! It was the night before a Super Saturday sale so no one was shopping. Went home and read before bed. I learned that, unfortunately, everyone in my family either currently was or had been puking all week. Not cool. Vowed to spend as little time as possible at home all weekend.
Saturday I woke up to my dad sticking his head in my room and saying "Aren't you supposed to work at 8?" to which I replied "Yes, why, what time is it?" to which he replied "8 o'clock" to which I replied "Oh shit". I think I had one of those turn your alarm off before becoming fully conscious moments. Whoops! Anyway, I called in and told Sharon why I wasn't there to help her yet and got ready in under half an hour. Work went ok except some frustration with the pickup right before I left. I was magically short exactly $50 and couldn't figure out why. I'm always worried that it's my fault and I miscounted when it could just as well be whoever was working in the office before me. Who knows. Anyway, after work I called up Holly and Jess, who I had prearranged to meet at Jess's. I really wanted Suanne's bagels, but i was half an hour late, so I picked up some milk and soda for Jess and grabbed some muffins to have with coffee. I chilled with my girls (including Willow) and Ed for the afternoon and we had coffee and muffins and Ed serenaded Willow with his guitar and then we girls watched the new Pride and Prejudice movie, which was excellent. Holly and Willow had to leave before dinner time, but Ed and Jess let me hang around and we watched DVR'd Grey's Anatomy, House, and Mythbusters and had Chinese delivered. It was a great day. And I probably avoided being sick by not being at home.
Sunday I woke up to Laura calling me and telling me she'd be here in about 15 minutes.....apparently had the same alarm troubles. I got my butt out of bed and got dressed (despite needing a shower) and we began our search for open houses. We stopped at Starbucks for some much-needed caffeine and to make a list of where to stop. The nice old guy that I think was the manager told us he'd give us free drinks to celebrate when we found the dream house. Laura and I drove around until around 4:30 (including a late lunch at Culvers) and saw a few great houses and a handful of not so great houses. We went all over the valley and once I even led Lau in a circle back to the same house. I'm still embarassed. In general, though, I wasn't a terrible navigator. I stopped at home for around an hour, packed my stuff, and headed back to GB. At 6:30, for lack of anything better to do, I went with Mindy to a Pure Romance party downstairs. I learned some things, and it was entertaining so I don't feel as though I wasted my time. Around 8 Matt came over, having been in GB all day ice skating, eating pizza, and moving stuff for Mr. Harris with "the karate kids". We made ourselves a 10pm snack and crawled in around 11. Dorm beds can only comfortably accomodate 2 people for a few hours. We were smart and pulled the mattress from Noel's old room and made it up w/ sheets and blankets just in case one of us got really uncomfortable. Around 3am Matt moved to the floor. It was a lot colder without him. How is it that men are so much warmer than women? It's crazy.....crazy great!
Anyway, Monday was fine as far as classes went. Mat left me at 8:45 for running and I woke up half an hour later to get ready for shakespeare at 10. Then I made Matt lunch and brought it to the Sports Center for him and ran to Choir. Prof Plier wasn't there and Janet the super cool accompanist let us leave at 12:30. I think I kept Matt until around 3 then sent him home to work. I read, napped from 5-6:30, went to the Sports Center, and got groceries. Productive, eh?
Today classes weren't really worth mentioning. I talked to my mom on the phone cause she had a doctor's appointment today for her knee (twisted it skiing a few weeks ago). Apparently she completely ruptured her ACL and tore some meniscus (cartilage in the knee). Mum's having surgery next Thursday and will be off of work for a week. If any of y'all in the valley want to visit her I'm sure she'll be getting bored and would welcome the company. My supervisor also called and guilt-tripped me (kind of) into switching shifts this saturday. Plus side: working customer service instead of register. Down side: had to cancel lunch date with Nichole, who I haven't seen in forever and a day. Then I went downstairs to watch Matt and Sarah (one of the Karate Kids) teaching each other ninja things in the big lounge downstairs until Sarah had to leave. Matt and I feasted on spaghetti and meatballs (homemade!) and asparagus and brownies before he left to go do homework. Since then I've watched Idol and read quite a bit of Emma. I'm not tired yet so I think I'm going to start on a major update to the quotes blog. Check it out.
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