- Sometimes I Get Worried About Our Country -

http://www.glennbeck.com/content/program/beck-talks

- 80's Night -

We went 80's dancing last night. ULTRA FUN.

- Laughing With -

You know those moments or days where you just want to break down and cry? About nothing.. And everything.. All at the same time? That's one of the few ways I can think of to describe how I felt today. Though my day was filled with class, learning, friends, laughter... a lot of really good things. I sometimes feel so strange, like there's a cloud above me that reminds me of the gray skies and unfriendly rain whenever it wants.

Today in English 2010, our teacher had us think of and list people, places, things, and times that we escape to- since that is the subject of our paper due September 3rd. The teacher named off examples and instructed us to start a web of description pertaining to the route we had chosen to write about. My list started out with so many things under each of the above categories. But all my people, places, things, and times narrowed down to one joy that I escape to. The farm. I got so stuck in my thoughts, I didn't listen to the next set of directions so while everyone was doing, who knows what, I did a quick write. This is what it said:

'The farm makes me feel joy and a strange carelessness. I could never leave. The porch swing is the perfect place to eat breakfast in the mornings and sit. Up with the moon and up with the stars. The stars are brilliant bright in the sky and the full moon lights up the valley. 100 years old is the cabin but it stands sturdy and sleeps friends and relatives. The farm means work and sweat. Extremely hot days and naps at noon. The farm reminds me of grandpas pineapple soda and grandma snapping at everyone. The hummingbirds fighting to feed from the red apple feeder. No electricity. Nothing. Slip'n slides, family reunions, hot dogs burned, raccoons, rock chucks, rattlesnakes, coyotes, salamanders, kites. Cool air and cool breeze. Bees, stings, bugs, mice. Camp outs with friends who bring friends. Lazy days with Levi, Breanna. Giant turtle, baby deer.'

Even though it was a random, messy, contradicting, repetitive, lame to read, quick blob of ideas and farm memory.. It made me want to cry and brought out the true blue in my blood.

When my classes were through for the day, I spent a little while in the TSC trying to come up with a new blog layout. I settled on this one, packed up my bag, and headed for the shuttle. Regina Spektor has been repeating on my Ipod all day and when I got off the shuttle, the song Laughing With, from her album Far, was playing. Listening to it, I crossed the intersection from one side of 800 East to the other, and without pushing the walk button, I crossed 1000 North. When I got to the other side, though there was plenty of time left to walk, there was a guide dog that stopped his boy from crossing the street. The blind boy bent down, smiled, scratched the dogs head and said 'good boy'. I don't know how possible it is for anyone who reads this to understand how I felt at that moment. Deeper blue. Just sad.

- We Start Fires -

We had the MOST AWESOME EXPERIENCE last night.

- Too lazy to type about it myself so below is Megan's post. Copied and pasted -ish, I changed a few of the subtitles and the pictures are from my camera. So there. -

Step 1: Get together with the besties.

Step 2: Find Crayons, Peel.

Step 3: Break crayons into pieces and put into muffin tins.

Step 4: Clean up wrappers.

Step 5: Put crayons into oven.

Step 6: Find Spoons.

Step 7: Fling melted crayons onto paper with spoons.

Step 8: Pull an awesome stance for the camera.

Step 8: Pose and Smile.

Step 9: Try melting the crayons again. Fire- obviously.

Step 10: Desperately search for the fire extinguisher, then find a way to use it.

Step 11: Sit down on a chair next to the oven? Uh-hem. . Elicia.

Step 12: Open all doors and windows in the building.

Step 13: Hang out with Jake in the smoke.

Step 14: Exit the apartment.

Step 15: Remove smoking object from oven/apartment/building out to balcony down the hallway.

Step 16: Hang out in the balcony while you wait for the smoke to stop.

Step 17: Assess the damage.

Step 18: Act like nothing happened.

- Computers And Art -

So... I've made another BLOG. But it's not a blog to replace this one.

- I Love Iron And Wine So Much -

I am seriously getting worse and worse at this bloggin thing.

Let me just first say that.. my blog looks the way it does because I deleted my original everything and now it's just.. major league under construction and I don't know what to do with it yet.

Next-

I moved into my apt on Monday. That is something I've been anticipating for the last 15 weeks so.. I'm super glad it finally happened.

Remember how I said I'm documenting things with my phone? Well, I've got more pictures from such events as- elementary school cleaning, the Davis County Fair, desk finishing, Iron and Wine concert, the pie afterwards.. and I think that's all. Here they are:

^Awww.. Elementary.
^Doing the garbage rounds. Don't know what happened in this portable but.. their pink framed mirror was smashed all up. While I was walking around with this, I kept getting '7 years of bad luck' jokes. "Hellooooo, I didn't break it."
^They had a really neat petting zoo at the County Fair this year. I touched this cows massive amount of neck flab sickness.
^And I also touched this little buffalo.
^And I touched this mammoth.
^And I got eaten by an alligator while having a mini body and wearing a shirt that says I love Davis County?
^I had to move my desk onto the grass before I painted it purple because I got white all over our cement. .. And I'm supposed to scrub it off but, how.

^Purpleeeeeeeee.
^The finished work of the worst desk painting job the world ever saw.
^Moving up to school. :)
^Delicious strawberries and raspberries I picked to eat during my first few days back at USU.
^I saw this shirt at Walmart in Logan when I went there to get a shower curtain. Notice the little green sticker on the tag? It's discounted. Maybe because we have the worst football team in the nation.
^Notice this kids name. Beto. :) HAa.
^That tiny, tiny glowing dot in the middle of this picture is Samuel Beam, A.K.A. Iron and Wine. :)
^Here is our 23'' pizza from The Pie. Those last seven pieces were gone within minutes of this picture being taken.
^BFF Tomas and me at The Pie.

I'M SO BORING. THE END.

- College Again -

We're back together! Except this time, we're not in Old Farm.

- Summer Smoke -

This weekend we threw a last farm trip before we all head off to college/china/wherever we're going. We got there after dark, kind of a bad idea, but it was fine. We roasted hot dogs, marshmallows and hung out around the fire for a while.

An hour or two after we had left the fire, it started pouring outside. And all through the night there was wind, rain, and lightening. We, the ones who slept in the cabin, woke up every now and then because of it. But we had nothing to complain about compared to Elicia, Jacki, and Des. They slept in a tent outside and when I got up in the morning to see how they were doing... I found them in Elicia's car. Ha ha. I guess their tent almost flew into the lake with them in it, that would have been a bummer.

The morning was really cloudy but it was so beautiful! I've never been up there when it's been rainy but I'm glad we were this time. It was chilly outside and the air was so fresh. I could have stayed up there all day. But, Andee, Elicia, and Mary needed to be home early so, because the gate is locked at the bottom, I drove down with them. Megan and I were planning to drive back up after but it was way too muddy to make the trip again.

After we were down off the mountain, Megan and I headed toward the Monastery so we could try to start up the 4-wheeler. Before we got there I was called by Elicia about her hurt car so we drove over to them instead. Upon arrival we found Elicia sitting on the ground next to her tire, digging arm fulls of mud out from behind her mud flap. HA. It was a sight to see. When all the mud was gone she pulled out her mud flap and we all headed our separate ways.

Once again Megan and I headed to the Monastery. It took us a while to find the 4-wheeler and once we did, it didn't have battery so we couldn't take it anyway. That was kind of a bummer but then we went to the gift shop on the Monastery and met Father Patrick and talk to him for a minute or so, he was a darling old man/monk. After we looked around the shop for a bit we drove home.

Super fun trip right? Here's pics.