Blogging seems kind of pointless to me now that I've got the grade (the original reason I started this blog), and no one seems to read it, but I suppose it is therapeutic.
Libby shared a revelation with me about a week ago. She said something to the effect that people talked about two things mainly: the weather and time. Both are things we have absolutely no control over. Interesting, no? So of course, I want to rant about the weather. :)
Is it really spring? It's been so COLD lately! Snow in May! Ridiculous. I love the rain. It smells wonderful and leaves the world looking so beautiful, but I like a little bit of warm inbetween. May is almost over, and I still haven't had a chance to wear shorts yet.
Libby and I have been brushing up on our period films. We've watched North and South, Emma, Pride and Prejudice, Persuasion... you name it. They truly are great movies. Life is winding down, but once school is over, it will be work, work, work. Not to mention a summer college class I'm taking. Phew. Isn't being busy great?
If some poor soul is indeed reading this, I wish you the best of life that is possible in your circumstance, and suggest you read the book Frankenstein by Mary Shelley as it is absolutely phenomoner. (That is a word I've only heard used by my own family, but it is a rather nice word.)
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
The Beauty of Books
Today I went with the book club to buy books for the library. Of course I was in heaven... buying books with a grant from the government. There's something blissful about spending $1,000 on books. Now I can go check them all out from our library!
The trends of "teen literature" concern me though. As soon as we entered Borders, most of the girls in the book club feel upon the "Teen Reads" section with voracious appetites, and they immediately started to devour the back of these books, throwing them into our baskets left and right. Yikes! All the books were "romance," full of vampires, steamy emotions, and weak plots. Maybe I'm too harsh, but I feel no remorse in labeling most of it as trash. Pornography is a concern that we're told so much about today as youth, but I wonder how many people consider some of these "romance novels" as pornography in the form of black text? Some are okay, but some of these even LDS romance novels cross the line in my opinion. I have a hard time not being thoroughly disgusted.
I, of course. found my way quickly to the "Independent Reader" section, which is a little bit safer, but all the time. Still, I love the contemporary novels that are being written--some of them are really beautiful stories that are well written. I'm pretty excited to read some of them that I chose.
So, I'm off to read and spend a few more days in the hectic paradise of West Side. The school musical is underway, as well as preparations for the Fine Arts Competition, and another difficult math class. Tah-tah for now!
The trends of "teen literature" concern me though. As soon as we entered Borders, most of the girls in the book club feel upon the "Teen Reads" section with voracious appetites, and they immediately started to devour the back of these books, throwing them into our baskets left and right. Yikes! All the books were "romance," full of vampires, steamy emotions, and weak plots. Maybe I'm too harsh, but I feel no remorse in labeling most of it as trash. Pornography is a concern that we're told so much about today as youth, but I wonder how many people consider some of these "romance novels" as pornography in the form of black text? Some are okay, but some of these even LDS romance novels cross the line in my opinion. I have a hard time not being thoroughly disgusted.
I, of course. found my way quickly to the "Independent Reader" section, which is a little bit safer, but all the time. Still, I love the contemporary novels that are being written--some of them are really beautiful stories that are well written. I'm pretty excited to read some of them that I chose.
So, I'm off to read and spend a few more days in the hectic paradise of West Side. The school musical is underway, as well as preparations for the Fine Arts Competition, and another difficult math class. Tah-tah for now!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Family Reunion Time!
I don't have pictures on the computer yet, so I won't bother posting them, but I figure I better clue in a few people on what an absolutely amazing family I have.
Powell Family Reunion '09. Can you believe it? We went to a beautiful lodge about twelve miles from my house up in Oxford, and had a blast! Lots of family was there, and it was just three days of visiting and bliss!
I can't wait to put a few pictures up of some of the adorable kids there! My family from Florida even made it (well, some of them), and it was so great to catch up with my cousins. Family from California, Minnesota, and Utah also made an appearance.
So that's family reunion in a glimpse. As soon as I get pictures, they'll be up with more accounts of the fun times we had!
Powell Family Reunion '09. Can you believe it? We went to a beautiful lodge about twelve miles from my house up in Oxford, and had a blast! Lots of family was there, and it was just three days of visiting and bliss!
I can't wait to put a few pictures up of some of the adorable kids there! My family from Florida even made it (well, some of them), and it was so great to catch up with my cousins. Family from California, Minnesota, and Utah also made an appearance.
So that's family reunion in a glimpse. As soon as I get pictures, they'll be up with more accounts of the fun times we had!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
YayAyaYaya!!
Not that anyone reads this, but this is exciting: Writing for Charity August 29! *Rushes to mark it off on calendar*
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Summertime
An email I just sent to a friend:
Randomness. Yeah, I'm in that kind of mood. Can I just say that I absolutely love summer? I love seeing Kydee helping my mumsy outside... I love the smell of freshly tilled dirt. I love eating family dinner at our dining room table every night. I love leaving my window open and having my mum chew me out. :P I love smelling the promise of light-hearted days in the breeze, and I love swatting and worrying over bugs that are molesting my skin. I love it still being light at eight. I love wearing flip-flops and laughing over the scars on my feet and knees caused by my own stupidity. I love sitting in my room, bumping a ball to Libby and accidentally knocking pictures of walls. I love the stories whirling about in my head begging to be written, but I have a bit of time before I dive in head first to my mind and brave the different personalities there. I love the fact that we only have 7 days of school left, and I love starting all over in piano to try to master some true jazz music. I love cranking up the Bose and listening to some awesome tunage. I love feeling full to a point of sickness almost and knowing that my hair is a mess and my makeup is smeared and that right now I have a stupid grin on my face because I'm pitying you having to read this message. I love you friend! :D
My poor, patient friend, right? Haha... but that's honestly how I've been feeling. School is wrapping up, and it's leaving me with this lovely sense of serenity and a burning desire to do some much-needed writing. Maybe only writers can relate to this (so please don't have the police send me off to an asylum), but having nine or ten very potent personalities in your head always giving their comments on the situation you're on can be VERY distracting. It got better for a while, but now they're back with a vengeance.
Right now, my "voices" are named Creedy, Sevrin, Fillin, and every once in a while Viola or Vallyn pipe it. I can't wait to just write what they're saying down and get them off my back for a bit.
Then I have Roni who I left in much distress over her sister Tori who happens to be giving me more leads to her mystery.
And most of the personalities haven't told me their names yet or their stories. There's some girl who has an Irish wolf hound and is making new friends in a small town, but that's all I know.
Then characters from the crazy-fast reading I've been doing lately are adding, too. I find myself daydreaming about a Mary Stewart-like hero appearing out of nowhere when I twist my ankle (Mary Stewart ROCKS my SOCKS!). I just finished the LAST (BOO HOO) Percy Jackson, and I'm now hoping that I'll stop anticipating how his story will end, but you never know. I often can imagine his comments throughout my day, too. And behind all the Mary Stewart mystery, Percy Jackson explosions, Neil Gaiman weirdness (I keep seeing ghosts in my mind, but it makes me more excited than scared!), there's the whisper of the sea on the coast of Cuba from a book I won off of Goodreads and haven't quite gotten into yet.
And it's a good thing no one reads this blog, because otherwise I would never be able to muse freely like this. Happy summertime! ;)
Randomness. Yeah, I'm in that kind of mood. Can I just say that I absolutely love summer? I love seeing Kydee helping my mumsy outside... I love the smell of freshly tilled dirt. I love eating family dinner at our dining room table every night. I love leaving my window open and having my mum chew me out. :P I love smelling the promise of light-hearted days in the breeze, and I love swatting and worrying over bugs that are molesting my skin. I love it still being light at eight. I love wearing flip-flops and laughing over the scars on my feet and knees caused by my own stupidity. I love sitting in my room, bumping a ball to Libby and accidentally knocking pictures of walls. I love the stories whirling about in my head begging to be written, but I have a bit of time before I dive in head first to my mind and brave the different personalities there. I love the fact that we only have 7 days of school left, and I love starting all over in piano to try to master some true jazz music. I love cranking up the Bose and listening to some awesome tunage. I love feeling full to a point of sickness almost and knowing that my hair is a mess and my makeup is smeared and that right now I have a stupid grin on my face because I'm pitying you having to read this message. I love you friend! :D
My poor, patient friend, right? Haha... but that's honestly how I've been feeling. School is wrapping up, and it's leaving me with this lovely sense of serenity and a burning desire to do some much-needed writing. Maybe only writers can relate to this (so please don't have the police send me off to an asylum), but having nine or ten very potent personalities in your head always giving their comments on the situation you're on can be VERY distracting. It got better for a while, but now they're back with a vengeance.
Right now, my "voices" are named Creedy, Sevrin, Fillin, and every once in a while Viola or Vallyn pipe it. I can't wait to just write what they're saying down and get them off my back for a bit.
Then I have Roni who I left in much distress over her sister Tori who happens to be giving me more leads to her mystery.
And most of the personalities haven't told me their names yet or their stories. There's some girl who has an Irish wolf hound and is making new friends in a small town, but that's all I know.
Then characters from the crazy-fast reading I've been doing lately are adding, too. I find myself daydreaming about a Mary Stewart-like hero appearing out of nowhere when I twist my ankle (Mary Stewart ROCKS my SOCKS!). I just finished the LAST (BOO HOO) Percy Jackson, and I'm now hoping that I'll stop anticipating how his story will end, but you never know. I often can imagine his comments throughout my day, too. And behind all the Mary Stewart mystery, Percy Jackson explosions, Neil Gaiman weirdness (I keep seeing ghosts in my mind, but it makes me more excited than scared!), there's the whisper of the sea on the coast of Cuba from a book I won off of Goodreads and haven't quite gotten into yet.
And it's a good thing no one reads this blog, because otherwise I would never be able to muse freely like this. Happy summertime! ;)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
February Over!
Okay so it's not official... we still have what? Five hours of February left? *sigh* Has this seemed like a long month to anyone else? Truthfully, I absolutely LOVE February! I love the briskness and the frozenness and all the other ness-es that come with February, but I love St. Patrick's Day even more! It will be weird this year without my sister here to dress up with me. I don't even have some of her green clothes to borrow. I love green. For some reason I just don't buy green. Maybe because Libby gets it, and we trade off, so we try to get different colors. Still. It leaves me lost when she's away at college.
My goal to get my license is in about a week. Eek! I don't think that will happen today. I ran my mom into town today (I shouldn't have been driving, honestly. I've been sick and my mind has NOT been working... she knew that!) and I accidentally thought my foot was on one side and it wasn't... yeah. Not good. Luckily, there were no cars in the parking space right behind me, but she was on edge the rest of the drive and it was MISERABLE. I'm great with highway and freeway driving. My town driving is still just a little lacking. *Cough cough* A little.
I meant to post this earlier, but I've been drop-dead busy with no time for blogging OR replying to any emails, so if you're an angry friend, I'm sorry! Anyhoo: I felt like posting this poem in celebration of February. Seeing as people tend not to be deep enough to understand my poetry (just kidding... it's just atrociously bad and introverted), I'll give a tinsy explanation, but take it for what you like! I believe you can interpret poetry however you want, but in case you like to avoid confusion, here's what I was trying to get at:
I was sitting in band where I had a rare serene moment where everything just went into perspective. You know what that feeling feels like? I get it often, but usually not in the inspiration of poetry. Anyway, from the band room, I could see the old yellow high school across the street with the empty (I wonder if we even really have a flag?) flag pole. It was amazing! This really wet snow was falling, and it would stick to the flag pole and just build and build until finally some would slide down. It was gorgeous. I hope I captured it's beauty a little bit. give me some feed back, okay?
Only February
Looking out this window
And feeling that I see
Somehow a world deep within me.
A muted fall dancing from the sky,
Like a bird drifting softly
As it falls from it blue sanctuary.
White blankets warm the trees
Turning brown to frosted silver
Old yellow brick
Interrupted by an empty flag pole
And a hopeless fall sliding down the cold metal,
Denting its fellow snow below.
The cloudy grey sky
Floats like Santa’s beard behind the scene
And makes me sad
Its Only February.
My goal to get my license is in about a week. Eek! I don't think that will happen today. I ran my mom into town today (I shouldn't have been driving, honestly. I've been sick and my mind has NOT been working... she knew that!) and I accidentally thought my foot was on one side and it wasn't... yeah. Not good. Luckily, there were no cars in the parking space right behind me, but she was on edge the rest of the drive and it was MISERABLE. I'm great with highway and freeway driving. My town driving is still just a little lacking. *Cough cough* A little.
I meant to post this earlier, but I've been drop-dead busy with no time for blogging OR replying to any emails, so if you're an angry friend, I'm sorry! Anyhoo: I felt like posting this poem in celebration of February. Seeing as people tend not to be deep enough to understand my poetry (just kidding... it's just atrociously bad and introverted), I'll give a tinsy explanation, but take it for what you like! I believe you can interpret poetry however you want, but in case you like to avoid confusion, here's what I was trying to get at:
I was sitting in band where I had a rare serene moment where everything just went into perspective. You know what that feeling feels like? I get it often, but usually not in the inspiration of poetry. Anyway, from the band room, I could see the old yellow high school across the street with the empty (I wonder if we even really have a flag?) flag pole. It was amazing! This really wet snow was falling, and it would stick to the flag pole and just build and build until finally some would slide down. It was gorgeous. I hope I captured it's beauty a little bit. give me some feed back, okay?
Only February
Looking out this window
And feeling that I see
Somehow a world deep within me.
A muted fall dancing from the sky,
Like a bird drifting softly
As it falls from it blue sanctuary.
White blankets warm the trees
Turning brown to frosted silver
Old yellow brick
Interrupted by an empty flag pole
And a hopeless fall sliding down the cold metal,
Denting its fellow snow below.
The cloudy grey sky
Floats like Santa’s beard behind the scene
And makes me sad
Its Only February.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Buzzzzz
I feel like that sound has been going through my head constantly... between clogging, ballroom, INL, pep band/Jazz band, and everything else, I feel like I'm flying around constantly--like a bee! Hence the buzzing!
I haven't read hardly any books lately... *sigh* If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know! Wait! I lied! I did read The City of Ember, and I really enjoyed it. I'm looking forward to seeing the movie, and I want to read the next book.
Speaking of movies, is anyone else dieing because they haven't seen Coraline yet? I can't remember the last time I was so excited for a movie, and I don't remember the last time I had to wait so long to see a movie I was excited for! *Takes deep breath* I'll make it, though! Anticipation is always a good thing... right?
So much has been going on that I don't even want to begin to start. Wait... does that make sense? I guess one of the most time-consuming things right now would be the Road Show I'm participating in with my ward. I get to pretend to be a little kid and sing a song at the beginning! Yipee! It will be a blast! I always love excuses for singing particularly badly-- even worse than usual. :D
Well, mayhaps I will post more soon when I find some time... until then!
I haven't read hardly any books lately... *sigh* If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know! Wait! I lied! I did read The City of Ember, and I really enjoyed it. I'm looking forward to seeing the movie, and I want to read the next book.
Speaking of movies, is anyone else dieing because they haven't seen Coraline yet? I can't remember the last time I was so excited for a movie, and I don't remember the last time I had to wait so long to see a movie I was excited for! *Takes deep breath* I'll make it, though! Anticipation is always a good thing... right?
So much has been going on that I don't even want to begin to start. Wait... does that make sense? I guess one of the most time-consuming things right now would be the Road Show I'm participating in with my ward. I get to pretend to be a little kid and sing a song at the beginning! Yipee! It will be a blast! I always love excuses for singing particularly badly-- even worse than usual. :D
Well, mayhaps I will post more soon when I find some time... until then!
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