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ah, i love spring break. i woke up this morning with the biggest smile. i only slept till 8 too. not too shabby. even though it's dreary afuera, i'm still pretty happy. especially with the awesome beginning i got. so, saturday morning, looking all pretty for my mac and cheese, and the doorbell rings. everyone else is too far away or has food in their mouth, so i re-wrapped myself in my blanket and headed down the hall. i opened the door and my eyeballs popped out halfway to new hampshire. STEVE!! holy, i haven't seen you in seven months! steve left for lehi in october without telling anybody. just up and moved. i talk to him sometimes on im, but i haven't seen him in forever. he was one of the last people i'd expect on my doorstep. oh, it was fun, we talked and he ate the orange death with us, and we went for a walk. he makes me laugh. he always takes me off guard since he's super quiet. and then sunday was Easter!m m, and the library is a very good place. i like living there. =D

slurring reality

i've taken over 150 pictures in the last week. they're all required. let's recap: 50 for park city (i got my slides back today. shooting in color film is frustrating. they develop weird. i don't like them. grrr.) around 80 for "shot and burnt", and 36 today at scera park. now i realize why nobody can guess my age; the sixth graders (6th? maybe 5th. i hope it was the former.) were taller than me. and i was in pigtails, eating animal crackers while running around the park barefoot. i hope they turn out well.

what's bizarre (who's that singing?) is that i've talked about light and energy in almost all my classes today, and in classes that i didn't have. messed up and confused yet? don't worry; there's still more! we were talking about Pictures as we Colored in interiors today, then i showed numan my work (via the blog), in cacl i had to deal with the stupid Lamp question that i can never figure out (i hate the calculator section by the way. it should die.), in seminary we spoke of kolob, and the Twinkling of an Eye. he compared it to Light Speed and i started talking about Photons and Wave Mechanics. Photo of course, we walked over to the elementary school and took Pictures of the munchkins. they're Crazy! all of it was the silver reacting on the emulsion and the vibration of the retina and the affixed evergy which causes a chemical rotation, dipole moment, and nerve impulse to your brain. and the...Light. it was a nice pre-review before the review on wave mechanics from zach (visible spectrum: 1 x 10^-9 meters!) how did all of my classes suddenly mush into one? why do i live at the school? i want june to come. we can skip april and may.

i may stay after and develop tomorrow. then i can show y'all my school photos. i need to go read befor review at time and later.

butter me up and eat me for breakfast

i'm ToastED.
i was listening to conference on the picnic table and i started drooling. i don't remember falling asleep. it's nice. i think i'll wear cap sleeves tomorrow. my arms are still really warm. i love it, but when i came in my dad took a look at me and sat me down for a lecture on carcenogens. *sigh* i love it, but i'm not a fan of cancer, or pre-wrinkly, both of which i'm very prone to. pasty contest 2006! i'm totally winning this year. *grumble grumble mutt grumble*

on the other foot, i actually did my homework yesterday! color 2006 gets three thumbs up! it was inspired, dramatic, and full of flare. let's take a gander shall we?

the first i like to call jacob's firetruck. there was a safety fair at the church yesterday. it was pretty fun.

later, taking the advice of my paternal figure, i headed to the IFA store. it's apparently a really hip hangout for chicks. and bunnies.

looking around, i also happened to run into a lone m-vite. and looking rather dashing in his pink hat.

unfortunately, i believe he later got caught in a fiber-optic bailing machine. or perhaps that was before the chicks. either way, he doesn't seem too torn up about it. yay for blue flip-flops!

april fool

it's not my fault. i promise. i think it's a genetic mutation. like psycological cancer. i blame it on genetics, low sleep, and uncoordinated administration.
see, stress is normal, pressure is normal, but my reaction to them is not normal. and it's not fair. i used to be able to leave my work where it belonged: in the books. now it's always with me, sitting in the back of my head, talking me through life, the universe, and everything. photo is now and electrochemistry review, scripture mastery brings entropy to mind, and from there i think of relationships and visa-versa. i see chocolate and i think of calrimetry and the pH of your physiological system. even lord of the rings is tainted. vases have me thinking of integrals, and lines always twist themselfs into graphs. it may be a form of dislexia. i can't even go unconscious to it; i fell asleep in seminary the other day and had to do calculus instead. when i finally get to sleep at night, i do homework or labs or sit by the river trying to take logs. phillip and michael (stuffed animals, jsyk) say that i babble non-sensically and they somehow end up on the floor by morning, while i'm being eaten by a twisted mass of blankets. i've ceased making sense to my friends, my family, and really anyone but mavis. help me! i'm going under! my tenuous connection to reality is fading.
and i need to shoot 30 color on saturday. please inquire.
Praise the thunder god!
i think i'm gonna go make a polyatomic ion poster, pack tomorrow's lunch, and cuddle with my review books.

charmingly chubby

every year at thanksgiving i'ma little reluctant to leave the frozen block of ice, and swim home with moby again. I love all the food and the free time and the pool and the FOOD! Everything always tastes so good and i still want to eat, even when i'm filled up to my eyebrows. i don't want to leave, to go back to where the food is still good, but not as abundant and well-tended.
i feel the same way about Conference. i love it oh, so much! i eat and drink in the spiritual sense and can't seem to get enough. i feel kinda bloated, but the end of the sunday afternoon session comes all too quickly. i stole my dad's cd's from october and am listening to them. the weekend was so good. i hated to go to sleep.
but then, although eating is pleasurable, it is not an end unto itself. food is meant to sustain a man as he lives. it gives him the energy to act. the same applies to spiritual sustainance. all the learning and spiritual growth is worthless without action. we have to go back into Babylon, and live what we've learned.

"...do not suppose that this is all; for after ye have done all these things, if ye turn away the needy, and the naked, and visit not the sick and afflicted, and impart of your substance, if ye have, to those who stand in need—I say unto you, if ye do not any of these things, behold, your prayer is vain, and availeth you nothing, and ye are as hypocrites who do deny the faith." -Alma 34:28

" Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven." -Matthew 5: 16

It's time to go to Work.