Saturday Sweethearts

On Saturday, September 07, 2007, I went to my first ever rock concert! Here are a few more photos from that night:

Short Story Sunday

Grey. Everything is grey. 

I'm standing outside of a funeral home. 

People walk by me, try to comfort me but they're just blurs in black. Words have no meaning to my drowning ears. 

Black. Everything is black. 

I'm wearing the dress I wore to Grammy's funeral. 

My mother says he's gone somewhere better now. That he's in heaven and happy. She says she's conquered her grief, that I'm a young lady and should do the same.

Red. Everything is red. 

I want to scream. Scream and scream and scream until my lungs collapse and I die too. 

I can still hear the sirens. Why didn't I die, too? Why do I have to keep dragging myself through a semi-normal routine without the most important man in my life?

Grey. Everything is grey. 

I'm wishing so hard for a miracle, like he sits up and didn't die, or like I'm dreaming and I'll wake up soon. I feel dizzy. 

They're burying my father today. 

Saturday Sweethearts

My best friend posted this picture recently to her Facebook. It was too cute not to post! Have a happy Saturday, and make sure to give your Saturday Sweethearts a big hug today! :)

Friday Funnies

Being Busy Can Make You Miss Out On All the Small Things in Life

Wow.

That's really all I can say about this summer. Obviously, from the lack of posts, you as a reader can surmise that I was:

A. Kidnapped by zombies and forced to make them pancakes.

B. In a coma all summer from a skydiving lesson gone wrong.

C. Really busy and exhausted (okay, and a bit too lazy to write.).

Okay, everyone knows the answer is of course C.

I was part of a play this summer; Shakespeare's "Twelfth Night." I played the role of Curio, servant to the Duke Orsino (who is, for all you ignorant readers, one of the play's main characters), and the Priest, who everyone knows is the Priest. Anyway, rehearsals went for like 4 million hours (or 4, whichever you choose) and by the time I got home I was really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really tired.

The play did go well though. I got a bunch of PR opportunities while in it (I wrote an article for Voices about it and made a video advertising it.)

The only really bad part was how much I missed out on doing with my family and friends. I made a lot of new friends, sure, but I wish I could get that time back.

Sigh. Where has all the summer gone?

Friday Funnies

Saturday Sweetheart

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Saturday Sweetheart

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Thoughtful Thursday

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Wordless Wednesday

Touching Tuesday

When you hear the word "therapist" doesn't it make you think of a person? Well, at a remote resort in Bali, dolphins are the therapists! Read about it in this excerpt from ndtv.com.

"Bali: Three dolphins rescued from a travelling circus have assumed the role of therapists at a remote tourist resort in Bali. They have treated more than a thousand patients, most of them children, in the last six years. 

Ter Heide, the head therapist at the resort believes that the sonar helps increase human sensory activities. 

"It's two main things, the animal contact what helps the people, also the sonar the dolphins have. It has influence on the brain waves and membranes of the cell to improve several things like motor skills or speech skills," she says.

5-year-old Ukrainian Eugene suffers from a rare genetic disorder which causes him to develop weak muscles and grow much slower than other children of his age.  

Three years ago, Eugene's parents Vasyl Babiy and wife Nataly Bykh brought him to the resort. 

During therapy, dolphins swim around Eugene and sometimes touch his body gently.Earlier he could barely move his body and would shun contact with others, including his parents.

Three years into therapy, Eugene is now able to crawl, sit and touch others.

"He doesn't speak but he tried to tell Mama Mama Mama. I don't know if he understands what he is saying, but mum is really happy," says mother, Natalya. 

12-year-old David Parera is visiting the resort for the first time. He finds it difficult to speak and walk unaided.

"We cannot really see what kind of progress he has had here, but yesterday, he was listening to a song from television, and he started singing back the song like the way it was heard. He has never done that before and it took us by surprise," says George, David's father.
Ter Heide says each patient receives a tailor made therapy programme, but in all cases it is crucial that the dolphins interact with the patient as much as possible. "

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Hello, Monday!

This Monday, I'm thinking about someone I like a lot. He's really sweet and I kind of maybe sort of definitely have a tiny little minuscule gigantic crush on him. We're around the same age and we've got quite a lot in common. 

The big problem is that whenever I see him, my mind goes completely blank. There's like NOTHING there! The night before I normally see him, I try to think of things to say to him that don't make me sound (choose any of the following) crazy/stupid/silly/uneducated/completely in love, but they all vanish! 

My mom says whenever I see him, I look very standoffish. I don't want to look standoffish. I just don't want to blush! So I think super hard, "Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush." And then I end up looking like this.

Sigh.

I'm not really sure what to do about this. I keep trying to email/talk to him whenever I can though. Who knows, maybe he'll be a future "Saturday Sweetheart" in like 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 years. Look out for a cute guy on my blog... Other than my family members of course. *Wink.*

Short Story Sunday

Dax stared at the steps. The kids would get out any minute and then he could leap and lick and wriggle around them and then they’d walk home with him and they’d never have to go back to the big brick building all summer and— Phew. He was getting ahead of himself.

 He stared at the stairs again, trying not to think about summer but he was so excited and the kids would be too and they could run and play and he could lick their hands when they ate those drippy things on sticks that Christopher said were so tasty and—Dax! He said to himself. If you keep thinking like this you won’t be able to wait for them!

His eyes followed a lone ant that was wandering along the bottom step, looking for crumbs from the last lunches to be eaten on the steps until fall. Dax wanted to chase the ant, to forget about waiting the ages it took for the kids to get out of school, but he didn’t.

He thought he heard feet and he leapt up, barking joyfully, but it was only the mailman across the street. Dax wanted it to be little Jenny or Ron but they weren’t out yet. He put his head between his paws and howled softly. He wanted Jenny’s sticky hands to pet him over and over and say “Oh, Dax! Did you wait for us? Yes, you did! Yes, you did!” and then all the little Mary-Jane clad feet would crowd around and pet him and he’d wag his tail so hard! Or Ron’s freckled face to be thrust into his and kiss him on the nose and tell him how he loved him and he couldn’t wait to play fetch as soon as they got home!

Then the bell rang and Dax sat up as hundreds of feet pounded towards the door. His first summer was going to be absolutely amazing.

Saturday Sweetheart

Happy 10th birthday to our Adorable Doggie, Buster Brown!! 

Friday Funnies

I don't really like Justin Bieber. (Gasps from every "Belieber" who is reading this!) I just think he's a bit too popular for his own good. But I don't really want people to like injure him or something (he's a person too, ya know?) That being said, the video Edward found on YouTube the other day was pretty funny. Soo... WITHOUT FURTHER ADO....

{I don't own this video, I don't think it's right to hurt people/throw things at people, I just think the remix is hilarious. ;) }

Thoughtful Thursday

I've been thinking about growing up more and more lately. My parents and I were even having a discussion about what will happen to my room when I move out.

Me: You're going to keep my room when I move out, right?

Dad: Nope. We're knocking down the wall between your bedroom and our bedroom and making a huge master bedroom. 

Me: (getting a bit worried) Uh.. What about when Edward moves out?

Mom: Oh, we'll knock down the wall between the bathroom and his room and make a gigantic bathroom. 

Yikes!!

Now, that was a joke of course (I hope?!) but it does kind of inspire me to think about the future. My future (according to me and my big dreams) changes a lot. Here are the top three ideas:

1. CEO/Fashion Designer of Leaton Design: A successful business woman with a world-wide chain based in New York, NY. Married to (?) an awesome, supportive husband that works either Leaton or something of his own. 3 children, all cyberschooled with a nanny.
2. Lawyer: Woman lawyer that is fiery in the courtroom but sharp at getting her client's wishes. Married to another lawyer. 3 children, all cyberschooled.
3. Dolphin Trainer at Sea World: Friend to all her dolphins. Trains and presents in shows and spends all day, every day with them. Not married, no kids.

Okay, so they sound a little silly. I'm going to try to start Leaton this summer though. We even have our own Facebook page! And I'm hoping to get a website up where you can actually buy things! 

Oh well. All in God's hands, right? That's how I look at it. Just can't wait to see what He wants me to become!