Go ahead and wear your heart on your sleeve. Say it, sing it, use a pen, a typewriter, paint a picture, make a movie. The world is your canvas; and look, it's an enormous canvas!
Monday, July 31, 2006
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Going back to school
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Sweating all day
I walked to the mall today. Yeah, I know it's far, but it was so nice outside. I got my eyebrows done and hair trimmed (just the back, so I don't have a mullet, I'm growing it out for the wedding!) I went to the Health Foods Store (That's actually the name of the store, I didn't capitalize it for fun) and I got Burt's Bees chapstick and baked apples. I lounged at Panera for almost two hours drinking tea, reading, and munching on whole grain bread samples.
On the way home I walked through the fair and bought a chocolate malt from the Lions. $1.50 well spent. I love the smell of farm animals, elephant ears, and gyros at the fair. It's a complete flashback to having my tiny hand engulfed inside my fathers while being entranced by the bright lights from the rides that I was too terrified to try.
I haven't showered in three days. Yeah, I wish I was joking too. Going to get real clean now...
Friday, July 28, 2006
Big lessons, little novel...
This is my new friend Nancy, from North Carolina, we met in Gettysburg. She took me on the Buchanan Trail, to his national park and birthplace. She has quite the "sunny disposition" and it's impossible to not fall in love with her instantly.
Jaret took my to Indy for my flight, which was really two, to BWI via Pittsburgh. They were both short and pleasantly uneventful. Nonetheless, exciting though, mostly from anticipation of my destination. After being picked up from the airport. It was like I had never left, the teasing commenced. Both gentleman have girlfriends, which I did not mind at all. Really I like guys who have girlfriends more, because I don't have to worry about being hit on or put into an awkward situation. But this caused problems on where I would stay. For some reason, the boys did not trust themselves, or their significant others did not trust them, because I could not simply stay in room with one of them even if I was fully clothed (including bra) at all times in a separate bed. We worked it out and I much appreciate them going extremely out of their way for me.
(Okay, so I took this part out because I realize that it was unfair and judgemental of me to write that, and I'm extremely sorry...another lesson learned the hard way.)
The other great thing I took away from my adventure was from my best friend and her boyfriend, who is now also a great friend, even if just by association for now. This was the first time I have actually talked to him in person, although I did break him up with his ex-girlfriend, so he would go out with my best friend. I had almost given up hope finding someone who was a virgin, (and not for a religious right reason) intelligent, smart, and sexy. But these two gave me my faith back. They're completely adorable and I love hearing her stories, however silly they may be, about learning from each other and teaching each other what's going on. I want that too. I don't want someone to tell me I'm doing something wrong or that I'm suppose to do it a certain way because that's how he did it with a fling or an ex-girlfriend. I don't want him to be completely naive, but I want to learn, experience, and appreciate together, and if he did that with someone else first, I feel like it wouldn't be as meaningful and I wasn't worth the wait. I may be looking too deeply into something that men see as a necessity to love, but I don't care.
They're coming to visit me in August, we're going to Chicago to see the city, hopefully ride bikes along the lake front to Navy Pier. We'll probably go to Michigan for dinner and then for icecream. I'm sure that's surprising.
This seems long enough a short novel and I barely touched the surface of all the great things I did in Gettysburg, I crocheted a monkey while I was there, I'll post a picture of it soon.
We went to Winchester, VA. I relaxed, drank tea, snuck into a movie at the Majestic. Talked and laughed with Kevin, who hasn't changed one bit, and I'm grateful for that.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Hippo!
Monday, July 17, 2006
Duty
Susan (the bookstore owner) told me that I could sell the crochet animals in the store. I'm really excited! Now I just have to make them, sell them, and figure out what charity I want to give the money to!! It's really exciting to me! (Bunny picture coming tomorrow, I quit with the arms and legs, it's too small. The pattern wasn't very good, but it's still cute!)
Last week!!
I'm making a crochet bunny now. It's really really small, especially compared to the huge Octopus! I think I'm going to sell them and donate any profit to Magen David Adom (the Israeli Red Cross) or to this poverty center in Muncie, maybe both. I was to ask Susan (my crochet teacher) if I can sell them in the store. They're so cute, but honestly, how many little animals can one person have? I think this will be a great hobby and hopefully benefit some people.
I have to find out if it's legal first!
Saturday, July 15, 2006
OCTOPUS
Friday, July 14, 2006
Long time...
I haven't written in a while. The engagement party was awesome! I had such a blast!
Katie and I are so happy with my Grandma!! We swam, played beanbags, ate, laughed, ate some more! It was terrific, I wish I could do it again!!
I'm crochetting an octopus, no seriously! I go to crochet time at Danner's Book Store, it's excellent. The ladies are like the old ladies in the Music Man how like gossip and sometimes bicker. It's adorable, and much better than hanging out with college students constantly! Not that I don't like them, but it's good to be in the real world! I'll post a picture when I'm done.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Fiddler on the Roof (in Japanese)
http://blog.92y.org/index.php/weblog/item/fiddler_on_the_roof/
In case you ever wanted to see Fiddler on the Roof in Japanese, here it is!! CRAZY!
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Ken Lay
It is sad when people die, he has family, friends, etc. but it's probably better to die happy now in a vacation home than in prison, serving a life sentence, maybe.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Wasting time.
My social studies methods is during. The prof simply lectures like we don't have a clue and we've never had a class like this before. I hate writing lesson plans. Seriously. I don't think they're a waste of time, but I'm confident that I don't need them written out to such an extreme extent.
I'm excited about opening kids up to new ideas and things they're never thought of before. Am I excited about writing lesson plans? Heck no.
I'll get my A's and get out. I'm ready for classes to be over. I want to go to Gettysburg now!