I watched a little bit of TV today. While watching TV is not really a blog worthy topic in my mind, it was kind of a mind blowing event to me because of a two minute commercial. I can't even remember what it was about, but it had a person driving in a car and the voice over said, "Cars only have a small rear-view mirror to occasionally glance at the road behind the driver." It continued, "Cars have a large windshield in order to allow the driver to look ahead and anticipate the future." I found myself nodding my head at the commercial, silently agreeing with the message without selling my soul for the product. I thought about it as I drove home. I thought about it as drove 45 minutes away to see Katie in her District Choir Concert. Any time I have been in the car since I saw that commercial, I have been reflecting on what it means to have the past and the future before me.
I am a girl that chronically lives in the past. Sometimes, this is a pleasant escape from unpleasant realities (I like daydreaming in some of my least favorite subjects). Other times, when I am exhausted and lonely and afraid for my future, it is a crippling reminder of how better other days have been, which limits my perspective severely. I think that this commercial reiterated a lesson that I almost need on a weekly basis during the dog days of February and March. The future is as bright as our faith. I love the analogy of the windshield because there are so many potential scenarios. Bugs can dirty the windshield and will need to be wiped off at some point in time. Rocks may crack the windshield, calling for a total replacement. Outside circumstances may make it harder to see.
I don't know. This post is just a bit of my musings so that I'll remember this in the future.
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February 19, 2013
October 25, 2012
why my friends are slightly chilly AKA flipping cool
The story of today began a little more than a week ago, but I don't want to go into my personal feelings and whatnot so ...
the story of my day began at 3 o'clock in the morning. I woke up in a cold sweat because I had had an unusually vivid dream. I can't remember what the dream was, but I know that in it, my day stunk. I threw on a pair of sweats and a form-fitting shirt in anticipation and left for seminary. It was a pretty typical morning.
I couldn't focus through seminary because I was anticipating a few things throughout the school day. I couldn't focus as I was driving to school. A depressing Regina Spektor song (it's an oxymoron, I know) was running through my head as I hopped out of my car. Usually, my sister accompanies me to school, but today was her birthday, so she skipped and I walked in alone.
Chipper.
The intercom rang in first hour and a voice asked for me to come down to the office with my keys. I thought that my dad might have wanted to take The Green Rocket to the shop (because The Green Rocket is practically falling apart). The hallways were super sunny and I felt hopeful. That kind of died when Officer Lopez told me I had left my lights on. My stomach sunk because I knew that if I had left my lights on for even five minutes, my battery would be dead.
I tried to start it, and, of course, it didn't work. But I had scholar bowl today, so I knew that one of my friends would be able to help me ... right?
With that in mind, I wasn't too worried. I felt like an idiot for leaving my lights on, but I was confident that it would be okay. Somehow, I was going to make it home.
At the beginning of journalism, I asked my friend, Kyle, if he had any jumper cables. Luckily, he thought he did, and I felt better immediately. The end of the school day came and went (I love that part of school) and I checked with Kyle to make sure he'd be able to jump my car. He was staying for French Club (if I wasn't so dedicated to Scholar Bowl, I probably would have stayed for it too. They were watching DESPICABLE ME! IN FRENCH!) for the first part of the night, but he said that he would find me at the end of Scholar Bowl.
Scholar Bowl was super fun, as always. My team rebounded from losing 10-50 to winning 150-110. We have class. At the end, a bunch of hooligans, my friends, came sauntering in. "How was the movie?" I asked. Kyle said that they hadn't gotten to watch the movie because he had to go home. Why would he ever miss out on Despicable Me? To get jumper cables for my car. He got three thousand cool points in record time.
The end of Scholar Bowl came and went (that is my least favorite part) and I was ready to be home. Today was average at best, and I felt a little sniffly and sentimental. And that Regina Spektor song was still playing in my head! Kyle, Tristan, and Ethan were gunna help me out, and I was so appreciative. We started to head outside ... and it was raining.
Not just the warm kind of rain that you can go out and dance in. This was give you hypothermia and kill you rain. With a slight breeze. Tristan and I forgot to bring jackets today because it has been so warm, so we were freezing and dripping wet. After popping my hood, I patiently waited for the guys to take over. Since The Green Rocket is such a stinky car, I'm pretty skilled at jumping things, but I wanted to see what would happen.
First, we couldn't get the hood to Kyle's truck to open. Kyle has been driving for a grand total of three days, so there wasn't much help experience wise. My Advanced Composition teacher and her husband pulled up and offered to help instead. (Thanks, Mr. and Mrs. Scott)! As a bystander, it was awesome to watch them work it out. It was so awesome that I didn't even care that someone came up and asked what color my car was. It was so awesome that I didn't mind the pouring rain. I was super impressed and super cold and my hair was dripping wet.
After, we went out for hot chocolate.
It was an adventurous day ... and it turns out my dream wasn't prophecy (I guess my dreams of becoming an oracle are ruined). Even though everything went wrong, my day was actually pretty great. As I drove home in the rain, the Regina Spektor played through my head, "Samson, get back to bed ..." and that's where I am. Toasty warm and content.
the story of my day began at 3 o'clock in the morning. I woke up in a cold sweat because I had had an unusually vivid dream. I can't remember what the dream was, but I know that in it, my day stunk. I threw on a pair of sweats and a form-fitting shirt in anticipation and left for seminary. It was a pretty typical morning.
I couldn't focus through seminary because I was anticipating a few things throughout the school day. I couldn't focus as I was driving to school. A depressing Regina Spektor song (it's an oxymoron, I know) was running through my head as I hopped out of my car. Usually, my sister accompanies me to school, but today was her birthday, so she skipped and I walked in alone.
Chipper.
The intercom rang in first hour and a voice asked for me to come down to the office with my keys. I thought that my dad might have wanted to take The Green Rocket to the shop (because The Green Rocket is practically falling apart). The hallways were super sunny and I felt hopeful. That kind of died when Officer Lopez told me I had left my lights on. My stomach sunk because I knew that if I had left my lights on for even five minutes, my battery would be dead.
I tried to start it, and, of course, it didn't work. But I had scholar bowl today, so I knew that one of my friends would be able to help me ... right?
With that in mind, I wasn't too worried. I felt like an idiot for leaving my lights on, but I was confident that it would be okay. Somehow, I was going to make it home.
At the beginning of journalism, I asked my friend, Kyle, if he had any jumper cables. Luckily, he thought he did, and I felt better immediately. The end of the school day came and went (I love that part of school) and I checked with Kyle to make sure he'd be able to jump my car. He was staying for French Club (if I wasn't so dedicated to Scholar Bowl, I probably would have stayed for it too. They were watching DESPICABLE ME! IN FRENCH!) for the first part of the night, but he said that he would find me at the end of Scholar Bowl.
Scholar Bowl was super fun, as always. My team rebounded from losing 10-50 to winning 150-110. We have class. At the end, a bunch of hooligans, my friends, came sauntering in. "How was the movie?" I asked. Kyle said that they hadn't gotten to watch the movie because he had to go home. Why would he ever miss out on Despicable Me? To get jumper cables for my car. He got three thousand cool points in record time.
The end of Scholar Bowl came and went (that is my least favorite part) and I was ready to be home. Today was average at best, and I felt a little sniffly and sentimental. And that Regina Spektor song was still playing in my head! Kyle, Tristan, and Ethan were gunna help me out, and I was so appreciative. We started to head outside ... and it was raining.
Not just the warm kind of rain that you can go out and dance in. This was give you hypothermia and kill you rain. With a slight breeze. Tristan and I forgot to bring jackets today because it has been so warm, so we were freezing and dripping wet. After popping my hood, I patiently waited for the guys to take over. Since The Green Rocket is such a stinky car, I'm pretty skilled at jumping things, but I wanted to see what would happen.
First, we couldn't get the hood to Kyle's truck to open. Kyle has been driving for a grand total of three days, so there wasn't much help experience wise. My Advanced Composition teacher and her husband pulled up and offered to help instead. (Thanks, Mr. and Mrs. Scott)! As a bystander, it was awesome to watch them work it out. It was so awesome that I didn't even care that someone came up and asked what color my car was. It was so awesome that I didn't mind the pouring rain. I was super impressed and super cold and my hair was dripping wet.
After, we went out for hot chocolate.
It was an adventurous day ... and it turns out my dream wasn't prophecy (I guess my dreams of becoming an oracle are ruined). Even though everything went wrong, my day was actually pretty great. As I drove home in the rain, the Regina Spektor played through my head, "Samson, get back to bed ..." and that's where I am. Toasty warm and content.
March 11, 2011
the damage
Here are some pics of what happened to my lovely little Petunia. From far away, you really can't see the damage.
But on closer examination, you can see the hard core smashing.
Yeah, like I said before ... It really wasn't that bad. The emotional scars, however, can never be erased. Here to an accident free year!
Yeah, like I said before ... It really wasn't that bad. The emotional scars, however, can never be erased. Here to an accident free year!
March 5, 2011
variety is the spice of life
Or so they say ...
This week has been filled with frying for my little tummy. I've been trying to work out diligently (trying being the key word) at least thirty minutes a day, and so this little bit of indulgence has helped me to stay motivated. I found a REALLY good recipe for chops while on this cultural journey but I can't find the recipe ANYWHERE!! That kind of dampens my spirits, but only slightly. All of this exersize and eating healthy is making me feel really good! It's such a great way to make stress just disappear, and not just because I pass out every single time I get off a treadmill. Running a 5K today made me realize that I have totally been taking my body for granted. That sounds incredible weird, I know, but I love the way I am and I don't think I would change a single thing!
On that note, one thing I would change about my life right now is the fact that I got in a wreck on Wednesday. I'm totally okay! It wasn't my fault (a motor cycle ran into the back of me) but it was SO scary! Motor cycle crashes always look so horrific on TV, but the guy didn't seem to phased. His bike was alright, and Petunia got away with little damage as well. I learned a lot of valuable lessons with that wreck, like stopping when a light is yellow suddenly is never a good idea. Forever will this memory be ingrained into my brain. I'll post pictures of the damage tomorrow to show the hunk of metal that my lovely car is now. Its scars are a testament to drivers everywhere to BEWARE!
Today has been super lazy. Other than doing my homework and running, I really haven't done much with it. I was supposed to go on a date, but Stake Conference prevented that. I was supposed to reread Hamlet, but I couldn't make myself. So, instead, I sat and watched Lilo and Stich and DIY. Lazy, yes, but it was a very fulfilling thing for me. Both of these programs made me want to go somewhere exotic -- experience life! I also decided that I want to marry someone Hawaiian so my kids will look adorable no matter what. :)
This week has been filled with frying for my little tummy. I've been trying to work out diligently (trying being the key word) at least thirty minutes a day, and so this little bit of indulgence has helped me to stay motivated. I found a REALLY good recipe for chops while on this cultural journey but I can't find the recipe ANYWHERE!! That kind of dampens my spirits, but only slightly. All of this exersize and eating healthy is making me feel really good! It's such a great way to make stress just disappear, and not just because I pass out every single time I get off a treadmill. Running a 5K today made me realize that I have totally been taking my body for granted. That sounds incredible weird, I know, but I love the way I am and I don't think I would change a single thing!
On that note, one thing I would change about my life right now is the fact that I got in a wreck on Wednesday. I'm totally okay! It wasn't my fault (a motor cycle ran into the back of me) but it was SO scary! Motor cycle crashes always look so horrific on TV, but the guy didn't seem to phased. His bike was alright, and Petunia got away with little damage as well. I learned a lot of valuable lessons with that wreck, like stopping when a light is yellow suddenly is never a good idea. Forever will this memory be ingrained into my brain. I'll post pictures of the damage tomorrow to show the hunk of metal that my lovely car is now. Its scars are a testament to drivers everywhere to BEWARE!
Today has been super lazy. Other than doing my homework and running, I really haven't done much with it. I was supposed to go on a date, but Stake Conference prevented that. I was supposed to reread Hamlet, but I couldn't make myself. So, instead, I sat and watched Lilo and Stich and DIY. Lazy, yes, but it was a very fulfilling thing for me. Both of these programs made me want to go somewhere exotic -- experience life! I also decided that I want to marry someone Hawaiian so my kids will look adorable no matter what. :)
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