Today was one of those days when everything got put into perspective. I know, I complain a lot. And if you've read any of these, you know it too. But days like this make me realize how stupid I am sometimes, how insignificant my problems are. It's so weird when you realize that, but I guess in a good way it opens your eyes. Too bad bad things have to happen, right? Yeah.
Love, Jeb
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Nothing, dentist, emo song
Hmm well not much has been happening.... This week was somewhat boring, only because I've been looking forward to the weekend pretty much since Sunday night. I got to sleep in this morning! That's the best feeling ever. :D
I had to go to the dentist, which obviously you want to hear about, but it was actually funny. I told my dentist the date which I would like to have le braces off, and he actually agreed! it was kind of a joke, lol. A hopeful joke, but still. So that was nice. and then the girl who was...doing everything...you know, working on me, was very entertaining. She was the same age as my brother, and kept talking about what she did during high school, how her group of friends taunted cheerleaders and ruled PE. Lol. It was funny. Everything in my mouth got switched around, the springs and all. Yes, I have SPRINGS in my mouth. And they're really tiny, so when Dr. O attaches them, it's all very intricate and time-consuming. While he was doing that, I just kept thinking to myself, I feel like he's building one of those tiny model villages in my mouth! I almost laughed, but I probably would've been stabbed or something. Not out of anger, but because there are lots of tools in my mouth lol. Anyway...
Spiva, Mike, and Britta are writing an emo song! I told them they should do it, and now they actually are, which is exciting. Spiva says it will be so emo, I'll cry. I can't wait.
Much love, Jennifer
I had to go to the dentist, which obviously you want to hear about, but it was actually funny. I told my dentist the date which I would like to have le braces off, and he actually agreed! it was kind of a joke, lol. A hopeful joke, but still. So that was nice. and then the girl who was...doing everything...you know, working on me, was very entertaining. She was the same age as my brother, and kept talking about what she did during high school, how her group of friends taunted cheerleaders and ruled PE. Lol. It was funny. Everything in my mouth got switched around, the springs and all. Yes, I have SPRINGS in my mouth. And they're really tiny, so when Dr. O attaches them, it's all very intricate and time-consuming. While he was doing that, I just kept thinking to myself, I feel like he's building one of those tiny model villages in my mouth! I almost laughed, but I probably would've been stabbed or something. Not out of anger, but because there are lots of tools in my mouth lol. Anyway...
Spiva, Mike, and Britta are writing an emo song! I told them they should do it, and now they actually are, which is exciting. Spiva says it will be so emo, I'll cry. I can't wait.
Much love, Jennifer
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Homecoming ROCKED
........if I may say so myself. Spiva was the best date, and we had the best group, so it ended up being really really fun. We all met at Enano's house for Brunch, which was fantastic, then drove to Provo to go to Classic skating. There was a little issue with the van and a LOG, but that's all I'll say about that! haha! Skating was awesome. There were tons of little kids everywhere, and I came pretty close to (accidentally) killing about three of them. Fun though. After that we went home and got ready. We looked hot. All of us, lol. It was great. Then we went to Lake's house to take a million (great) pictures, then had dinner. It was so cool, his house was all set up like this Italian restraunt, and there was a chocolate fountain! Mmmmmmmm.
After we left his house, we went to a couple others for more pictures, then to the dance. On the way, Michael, Hannah, Brady, and I stopped at the ATM in Days, where everyone stared and we enjoyed it. We decided to do it every weekend. Then to the dance at UVSC. Mucho waiting for pictures, but when we finally got to them, they were a lot of fun. Mine and Brady's is going to be amazing, and the group shot was good also. The dance was actually fun, surprise! Seriously, I loved our group. They were all lots of fun to dance with. So, Homecoming was amazing. THE END.
Love, Jennifer
PS: Your cheek looks LONELY. *swat!
My birthday is in two days!
After we left his house, we went to a couple others for more pictures, then to the dance. On the way, Michael, Hannah, Brady, and I stopped at the ATM in Days, where everyone stared and we enjoyed it. We decided to do it every weekend. Then to the dance at UVSC. Mucho waiting for pictures, but when we finally got to them, they were a lot of fun. Mine and Brady's is going to be amazing, and the group shot was good also. The dance was actually fun, surprise! Seriously, I loved our group. They were all lots of fun to dance with. So, Homecoming was amazing. THE END.
Love, Jennifer
PS: Your cheek looks LONELY. *swat!
My birthday is in two days!
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Bowling and Being Stuck on Mountains
Friday ROCKED, all I will say is: Jun Kung Pow, Karate, Lovesac, Frozen Yogurt, Spiva drives like a crazy person, and Princess Swan. Lol.
Saturday morning I woke up and got a "somewhat depressing" text from "someone," which I won't go into detail, because hey, this is the internet, but just know it wasn't the best way to start my day. Then I go up on this mountain with my mom for a camp openhouse, where the car decides to break down, right on the top. Three hours later a towtruck finally came and got us. I got to ride in a towtruck for the first time though! lol.
That night Enano and I went bowling, which was awesome! Haha, I forgot how much fun bowling actually is, and also I forgot how bad I am! Just kidding....I'm only sort of bad. It was disappointing, Enano wanted "his" bowling shoes, which have his initials written on them, but the guy couldn't find them. He had to settle. After waiting for a few minutes, laughing at the people in sequins and pimp hats, we got our lane and worked our bowling magic lol. We played two games, and we found out I have this impressive ability to hit only the far right (single) pin. Everytime. Haha...the second go I could get some others, but that one pin, every first time...
We left and Enano wanted a burrito thing, so we went to Taco Time across the street, and had a fun time trying to get something coherent out of the drive-up order thing. Finally we did it, in English, then went to Lurpe's house to get (we thought) just Lake and Erin, who we would hang out with. We wait outside, neither of us really wanting to go to the door...I wonder WHY, then finally I call Erin and tell her we're there. They come out, with Britta (short hair!), which was fine, but then they are sort of waiting at the door, which makes me nervous. Then Lurpe and Randi come out, and both of us are like "oh crap". Lake tells us to go to Enano's to get blankets, because we're going to the "stargazing spot". GREAT. Perfect, the very day it all happens, I get to go up and watch them cuddle or ..... you know, whatever, at the stargazing spot. Enano and I decide No Thank You, so we do some strategic driving, then he takes me home, and then he goes home, I guess. Lame. Not a great plan, Lake. Geez.
So there was my weekend! Somehow, I didn't fall apart, and really, I'm feeling pretty good about things now. I'm fine! Zonino! Good feeling.
Much love, Jeb.
Saturday morning I woke up and got a "somewhat depressing" text from "someone," which I won't go into detail, because hey, this is the internet, but just know it wasn't the best way to start my day. Then I go up on this mountain with my mom for a camp openhouse, where the car decides to break down, right on the top. Three hours later a towtruck finally came and got us. I got to ride in a towtruck for the first time though! lol.
That night Enano and I went bowling, which was awesome! Haha, I forgot how much fun bowling actually is, and also I forgot how bad I am! Just kidding....I'm only sort of bad. It was disappointing, Enano wanted "his" bowling shoes, which have his initials written on them, but the guy couldn't find them. He had to settle. After waiting for a few minutes, laughing at the people in sequins and pimp hats, we got our lane and worked our bowling magic lol. We played two games, and we found out I have this impressive ability to hit only the far right (single) pin. Everytime. Haha...the second go I could get some others, but that one pin, every first time...
We left and Enano wanted a burrito thing, so we went to Taco Time across the street, and had a fun time trying to get something coherent out of the drive-up order thing. Finally we did it, in English, then went to Lurpe's house to get (we thought) just Lake and Erin, who we would hang out with. We wait outside, neither of us really wanting to go to the door...I wonder WHY, then finally I call Erin and tell her we're there. They come out, with Britta (short hair!), which was fine, but then they are sort of waiting at the door, which makes me nervous. Then Lurpe and Randi come out, and both of us are like "oh crap". Lake tells us to go to Enano's to get blankets, because we're going to the "stargazing spot". GREAT. Perfect, the very day it all happens, I get to go up and watch them cuddle or ..... you know, whatever, at the stargazing spot. Enano and I decide No Thank You, so we do some strategic driving, then he takes me home, and then he goes home, I guess. Lame. Not a great plan, Lake. Geez.
So there was my weekend! Somehow, I didn't fall apart, and really, I'm feeling pretty good about things now. I'm fine! Zonino! Good feeling.
Much love, Jeb.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
STRENGTH
Do not focus on the difficulty of the road, but the glory of the destination.
Joseph B. Wirthlin
Do not pray for easy lives. Pray to be stronger men! Do no pray for tasks equal to your powers. Pray for power equal to your tasks.
Phillips Brooks
Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Never, never, never give up.
Winston Churchill
You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." . . . You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
Eleanor Roosevelt
Although men are accused of not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not of.
Jonathan Swift
I am not discouraged, because every wrong attempt discarded is another step forward.
Thomas A. Edison
Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.
— Mahatma Gandhi
Anyone can give up; it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone would understand if you fell apart, that's TRUE STRENGTH.
— Unknown
Joseph B. Wirthlin
Do not pray for easy lives. Pray to be stronger men! Do no pray for tasks equal to your powers. Pray for power equal to your tasks.
Phillips Brooks
Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Never, never, never give up.
Winston Churchill
You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." . . . You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
Eleanor Roosevelt
Although men are accused of not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not of.
Jonathan Swift
I am not discouraged, because every wrong attempt discarded is another step forward.
Thomas A. Edison
Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.
— Mahatma Gandhi
Anyone can give up; it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone would understand if you fell apart, that's TRUE STRENGTH.
— Unknown
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Going on
Today was just one of those freak super-bad days. Like, you only have one of these a few times a year. I hate it. It's like nothing would go right, no matter how hard I tried. It sucks. I got the worst news. The worst thing you could do to a person? Crush their hope. I was happy it rained today though, it seemed to match everything else.
I was really surprised, I guess. All of this stuff happened, all at once, but I'm still here. I'm still okay, right? Something made me finish the day, something made me keep going although I really should've given up. What is that? Everyone has it. That extra something that makes people do miraculous things in terrible circumstances. A lot of the time that miracle is just that they keep going. What is that? I'm not saying that me not giving up was anything great, but when you think of the feeling in other situations, what it does for people, it is amazing. I'm not sure anyone could survive living a life unless there was something outside of them making them go on through those terrible freak days, or months, or years.
What will tomorrow be like? I don't even know. Maybe it will be better, but maybe I'll have two freak-bad-days in a row. Maybe. But I learned a little more about myself today, how something will push me on. Good.
Love, Jeb
I was really surprised, I guess. All of this stuff happened, all at once, but I'm still here. I'm still okay, right? Something made me finish the day, something made me keep going although I really should've given up. What is that? Everyone has it. That extra something that makes people do miraculous things in terrible circumstances. A lot of the time that miracle is just that they keep going. What is that? I'm not saying that me not giving up was anything great, but when you think of the feeling in other situations, what it does for people, it is amazing. I'm not sure anyone could survive living a life unless there was something outside of them making them go on through those terrible freak days, or months, or years.
What will tomorrow be like? I don't even know. Maybe it will be better, but maybe I'll have two freak-bad-days in a row. Maybe. But I learned a little more about myself today, how something will push me on. Good.
Love, Jeb
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Long weekend...
Today was good, I went to church, which was pretty fun because my aunt and uncle and little cousin Marcus came with us. Marcus is the cutest little boy, sooo funny and smiley. Anyway, got home, and since it was my uncle lee's birthday, made him a chocolate (chock-o-lick) pie. took a nap, then when I woke up I took the pie to him. Happy birthday, lol. After that my dad took me for a ride on his motorcycle, which rocked. It was really fun...makes me want to learn how to drive it. Almost lol. I decided, though, that whoever I marry must take me on motorcycle rides :)
The weekend kind of sucked on nights, lol, but the days were fun. It was swiss days, so I got to watch hoardes of people invade midway! haha... i love it though. Even though I forgot to glue the quarter to the sidewalk, which is like a tradition for toni and i. We did start a new tradition though....haha, "every girl's dream....." Friday they cancelled the Swiss Days stomp, which was LAME. Saturday I got to hang out with Morgan for awhile, and got to meet a friend of hers, (finally!) so that was good.
And tomorrow, no school! And no labor! Lol....sleeping in!
Much love, Jennifer
The weekend kind of sucked on nights, lol, but the days were fun. It was swiss days, so I got to watch hoardes of people invade midway! haha... i love it though. Even though I forgot to glue the quarter to the sidewalk, which is like a tradition for toni and i. We did start a new tradition though....haha, "every girl's dream....." Friday they cancelled the Swiss Days stomp, which was LAME. Saturday I got to hang out with Morgan for awhile, and got to meet a friend of hers, (finally!) so that was good.
And tomorrow, no school! And no labor! Lol....sleeping in!
Much love, Jennifer
Saturday, September 02, 2006
The pool
I went swimming for the first time in forever on Thursday. It was fantastic. I got there sort of latish, so there was no one around. The lights were off, except for the pool lights, under the water. It was perfectly quiet. The water was just waiting for me, a flawless, smooth sheet of crystal clear blue. Sooo perfect. Amazing. I knew that it would be the day I finally conquered the pool, then, because I knew it had to happen on a perfect night like this, and everything would have to be just right.
I dipped in, and it was cold, but not bad, perfect once you were underwater. I pushed off the wall, and realized I could see all the way down the length of the pool, the water was still perfectly still; the ripples I created hadn't caught up to me yet. I started stroking and forgot how good it felt to swim. I thought it would be hard for me, but as I made the first fifty, then 100, then 150, it was fine. I had only planned on doing a 200, but I thought, why not 300? one hundred later my arms are starting to burn a little, and my head's starting to feel a little light. I made it to three hundred, then realized that I was going to make it to five hundred. That's like, unheard of for me. I HATE five hundreds. By now I'm getting really tired, and starting to think about how if I passed out, no one would find me in the pool before I died. I kept swimming.
Four hundred hurts a lot, four hundred fifty makes you numb, and the last fifty goes by unnoticed. The last twenty-five, I didn't even think I had the option to stop after I finished it. silly me. Like I'd be swimming, all numb like I was, forever. I did stop though, and lifted myself out of the pool. My arms felt funny. My legs felt even weirder. jelly. I thought my muscles had probably become some sort of slush. i was so proud of myself. I stood there, looking at the now unperfect water, knowing I had conquered it. For now.
After that I sprinted a little, did some backstroke and fly, then kicks. Dolphin kicks only on your back...ouch. By that time, I started to get "paranoid indian" (haha don't ask) syndrome, and started seeing people out of the corner of my eye, watching me from the pool chairs. when I'd put my head under water, I'd hear doors shutting and chairs moving. I got scaarrrred. lol. finally I left, but I swear, there were people in the empty room. lol. Crazy me.
Much love, Jennifer
I dipped in, and it was cold, but not bad, perfect once you were underwater. I pushed off the wall, and realized I could see all the way down the length of the pool, the water was still perfectly still; the ripples I created hadn't caught up to me yet. I started stroking and forgot how good it felt to swim. I thought it would be hard for me, but as I made the first fifty, then 100, then 150, it was fine. I had only planned on doing a 200, but I thought, why not 300? one hundred later my arms are starting to burn a little, and my head's starting to feel a little light. I made it to three hundred, then realized that I was going to make it to five hundred. That's like, unheard of for me. I HATE five hundreds. By now I'm getting really tired, and starting to think about how if I passed out, no one would find me in the pool before I died. I kept swimming.
Four hundred hurts a lot, four hundred fifty makes you numb, and the last fifty goes by unnoticed. The last twenty-five, I didn't even think I had the option to stop after I finished it. silly me. Like I'd be swimming, all numb like I was, forever. I did stop though, and lifted myself out of the pool. My arms felt funny. My legs felt even weirder. jelly. I thought my muscles had probably become some sort of slush. i was so proud of myself. I stood there, looking at the now unperfect water, knowing I had conquered it. For now.
After that I sprinted a little, did some backstroke and fly, then kicks. Dolphin kicks only on your back...ouch. By that time, I started to get "paranoid indian" (haha don't ask) syndrome, and started seeing people out of the corner of my eye, watching me from the pool chairs. when I'd put my head under water, I'd hear doors shutting and chairs moving. I got scaarrrred. lol. finally I left, but I swear, there were people in the empty room. lol. Crazy me.
Much love, Jennifer
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