THE DAY: August 23, 2007
THE TIME: 1:07 Pm
THE MUSIC: Walkin' On Sunshine: By Katrina and the Waves
THE MOMENT: like Yellow flipflops.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” Nelson Mandela
I got my Stephy back yesterday!
I just surely love life, even the bad parts.
Also, on account of this sweet breast cancer fund raiser I now have a pink streak in my hair.
This has filled me with the insatiable desire to punk my face off and dye myself every obnoxious color that was ever on the earth. Hello BYU! I am like a box of highlighters!
I love the fall for one reason especially... Heaven bless school supplies. I LOVE that kinda stuff. The other day my Mom brought me skinny markers and fat markers and classic colors and bold colors and just... holy cow. I love that woman. She knows me. I used to get pens and pencils and post it notes instead of toys. No barbies for me ya'll. Holey Jeans, Footballs, and Kickballs and lisa frank notebooks were my world.
I feel the need to add that actual school doesn't excite me. I was thinkin about my first year of college the other day... I rocked my fall semester towards the beginning... and I couldn't think of why. I don't remember swooning over acedemia. I had physical science, sociology, stats, HEPE, and book of mormon. Then I remembered.
Physical Science- There was Jon Swift. Oh man. Talk about motivation for attendance.
HEPE- Brody Day. Okay.... a big Oh Yeah for that boy at the time.
Sociology- I sat with the baseball team. Howww did I get that? I did that. YES.
Stats- No foxes. Bummer. But then again, I never went to Stats.
Part of me wants to be disgusted with myself for that realization. And then theres the other part that says, No Shame. No no shame.
Especially now after my life revoloosh... I just want to bust into provo like a firework.
I am here.
I am new.
I am strong.
Chuck some life at me.
But... my new eyes have never seen Provo. I wonder what they'll think.
Also I'll be surrounded by return missionaries. Good thing?
Maybe I'll just continue to run around in my base ball hats and bare feet and be a spaz and then no one will try to marry me.