(John) Snow!

It snowed a lot today! It was so crazy, one point, while I was at work, I looked out the window and it was like this complete whiteout. So cool. And along with massive amounts of snow, there was thunder at the same time. Impressive.

So, to explain this fantastic picture. While thinking about all of the newly fallen white, I thought I'd attach a picture for your viewing enjoyment, so I googled "snow". And I got this. That's right, Secretary of the Treasury, John W. Snow. This guy's in charge of money or something, so basically he rules America. All bow down. Ha.

Well, I think that's all for now. Happy first snowfall, bloggers! Especially you Britta. Perhaps you and snow could become good friends this winter?

The gray area

So I just spent like the last hour and a half reading about Vietnam, and now I feel all weird. Like, what is wrong with our world? ....Hmm. Wow, I don't have much else to say about that. I'm not sure how I feel about Iraq anymore. Ugh. I'm just...frustrated with everything right now, I guess. Because as nice as it is when things are black and white, that hardly ever happens. It's kind of hard to see through all of the gray. All I can do is keep reading the newspaper headlines and the articles and the views that are slanted one way or the other about our country and our leaders and the decisions that actually affect us. That's right, insurgents and armies and bombs in a desert far far away will eventually affect me in one way or another. Gray, gray, gray.

I think I need to stop being so serious. Lol.

Love, Jennifer

Heart is a strong word

I'm really really sad to see this week go. Looking back tonight, I realized that nice feeling I've felt all week, it's the summer feeling. You know, the summer feeling. It's been really nice, but I guess I'll have to get back to reality come monday, right?

Today we all went to Enano's to watch the BYU vs. Utah game. It was intense....I'm pretty sure certain members of certain teams' fanclubs had a few heart attacks. Lol. It was great. We were all divided on the couches according to which team you were rooting for. Britta, Tyler, Hannah, and Berto were for BYU, while, Enano, Lurpie, Randi, Erin, and Spiva were for Utah. I was kind of impartial on the matter, so I sat somewhat in the middle, and had a fun time freaking out along with everyone else. In the end, BYU won in this freak twist of events, which Britta and her followers were infinitely happy about. So that was nice. Also, we played Super Death Chess. The showdown was probably the most amazing so far in SDC history.

After that we went to Lurpie's, where we watched Anchorman. Um. Lol, that's about all I have to say about that. Lol. movie. Then we somehow got ourselves into going to make a fire at Kelsey's house. It was sooo cold, and Randi, Morgan, and I were in flipflops. Crazy us. We couldn't feel our toes after like, two minutes lol. Something called for all of us to trek into the darkness through the brush to get to the dried up pond, and when I got back, something kind of hurt on my foot, so I looked down, and found like, a million little plant spines coming out of my foot. It was a little scary.

I tried to pull them out, but there was no light outside, so I went inside to try. No go. I had like one left, but it was teeny and I didnt' want to break it, so I kind of gave up. But it hurt like no other. Everyone felt really bad cause I'm dumb and walked through brush with flipflops, but I just felt bad that they felt bad. Wasn't their fault lol. Morgan thinks they were probably poisoned. Haha. Just kidding.

After that little incident, we mostly stayed inside, doing tricks (ha), playing on the phone, and telling stories and jokes. Mucho bueno. I got to know Kelsey somewhat, which I was very happy for. She's great. I love meeting new people.

The end. So that was today, pretty much. I went swimming this morning. Lol, mostly I just played with my flippers.

Love, Jennifer

"Heart is a strong word, but I really, really, really don't love you."

Hap~py

hap~py  /~hæpi/
–adjective, -pier, -piest.
1.
delighted, pleased, or glad, as over a particular thing: to be happy to see a person.
2.
characterized by or indicative of pleasure, contentment, or joy: a happy mood; a happy frame of mind.
3.
favored by fortune; fortunate or lucky: a happy, fruitful land.
4.
apt or felicitous, as actions, utterances, or ideas.


joyous

joyful

blithe

cheerful

merry

contented

blissful

satisfied

euphoric

My heart could burst with joy...

I'm in a pretty good mood. Haha.

...just one last thought.

I've decided it all comes down to insecurities. Thanks for all the good comments. I'm just looking out for the literary well-being of the internet. Ha.

Leaving a mark.

Why is it that an old person will take every possible opportunity to tell you their life story? And I'm not even talking about relatives. I'm not necessarily saying it's a bad thing, but what makes a person so desperate to make sure their stories are known, that they will be remembered, that they made their mark on the world before they died? What difference will that make? What are they afraid of? Do they (the old people) know something that I don't? It's like, the last few years of their lives (and somehow they know when those are) they realize they didn't do or say all this stuff that they needed to. I don't know. This is just really weird to me.

People in power all throughout history made sure that monuments were made to honor them, or their name got put in writing, with all their accomplishments. That was important to them; they needed to know that the world would not forget them when they were gone. Why is that? Some of the people the world remembers most did not purposely do anything with the objective of simply being remembered for it. Maybe that's it. Being remembered will depend on not what you did to be remembered, but what you did to make a difference.

On the other hand, who have we forgotten? What if they did great things? Probably so. Does the fact that we maybe didn't remember them lessen the fact that they changed the world? No. So I guess that's my point. (Here you are thinking, What?? This had a point?!) Why is everyone so concerned with being remembered? If you do good things, they will make an impact. Does it matter that you get credit? I feel like I'm missing something here.

Love, Jennifer

i love it

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh break.

my plans

As run down as I am this week, somehow I still keep going, knowing that we only have two days of school next week. That's right! Two! After that, all I have planned are some relaxing (ha) activities with the fammy and the friends. And Turkey Day! Ahh the stuffing. And pie. Ahh the sitting around. And sleeping. Ahh the no school. And shopping for winter things. Just thinking about all of it puts me in a good mood.

Not a ton has been happening lately, so the blogs have been sort of bland. Oh well. I got promoted to Varsity, so yesterday was my first challenge set with Becka. It kind of sucked. My muscles sort of melted from the continual pulls with paddles. She's kind of a nazi. I wanted to ask to see her book. What book? she'd say. Your nazi regime handbook, I would answer. And that would be the last varsity challenge set I'd have to do. Haha. Tempting. BUT, I did make it, and it wasn't actually as bad as I had imagined it to be. So I was happy about that.

Dear people reading this blog: This week is my break week. I'm going to hang out with all of you a super lot. So if you're bored, call me, and there is a 99% chance we will then hang out. No, no, 99.99%. We will have mucho fun. Call, call, call. Because I refuse to be bored the one chance I get to have fun!

Well, that's all for now. Yay, only one event per day at the PC meet this weekend! Yay HELLOGOODBYE!!!

Much Love, Jennifer

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Wow, life moves fast.

Wisdom from Souza

"For a long time it seemed to me that life was about to begin-real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This perspective has helped me to see there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So treasure ever moment you have and remember that time waits for no one. Happiness is a journey, not a destination." ~Souza

Sometimes, it takes another person to put into words what I can't.

Love, Jennifer

A billion billion

You know what? By the time you feel sick, you already have a billion billion bacterias invading your system. Gross. I woke up this morning to the feeling of a billion billion foreign things swimming around in me, making me feel sick. Not my favorite way to start the day.

So, I was in a pretty bad mood, and didn't feel up to any kind of workout at all at practice. I'd do a set (as well as i could), then stop, feeling all angry that my body wasn't cooperating and my system had been invaded. After awhile, my body just overheated and I felt pretty dang crappy, so I stood by the wall, and periodically stuck my face in the water, which was cool and fantastic. I looked like such a psycho, like i was searching for something under there. Hannah asked if I was okay, i said "maybe" or something like that, but really i wondered. At that moment I realized that perhaps I had reached some sort of crisis in my life, because I was pretty sure I had gotten sick from stress. My life's all crazy now. ehh. No time for anything. It's frustrating. So, I sat like that, at the end of the pool with my face in the water, and for once my life was pure and uncomplicated, and nice. Nice. lol.

Love, Jeb

what a weird week.

hey! so,its been a weird week so far...i've been kind of really annoyed over stupid stuff. sort of. little things that usually don't matter do this week, and i'm getting sort of tired of it. does God have a computer? If he does, i bet it's the most amazing computer ever. I bet it has a "smite" button. I wish I had a computer like that. If I did, I would probably hit the "escape" button right now, and I would be sent to jamaica or something. Or, it would just end the week for me. That would be way cool. also, God's computer does not need to be defragmented, which mine does, which is why i'm using dan's laptop, with these weird flat buttons. it makes for very slow typing. lots of mistakes.

so anyway, weird week. I felt i should explain about this because of my last blog entry, which i now realize was kind of emotional. and psychotic. oops. well goodnight.

In the middle, and not knowing about anything apparently.

So I've been thinking tonight how weird everything is for me right now...like, I'm in the middle of...everything. In the middle of caring about school, I don't care, but I don't not. In the middle of liking someone. I still do, but I know it might be better to not... In the middle of being good at swimming, and sucking. Ugh. I'd like for once to be decisive. To know what I actually want. Maybe then I could be working towards it? Bleahh. I'm feeling like the people I think I know, I acually don't. How depressing is that? I find out these stupid details of their lives that shouldn't matter, but they hit me in such weird ways that they seem really important to me. And how did I not know about those kinds of things before? It's depressing. Bleahh.

Happy monday! everyone loves mondays, obviously...

Some weird emotion,
Jeb

ps-it's probably best if all of you at least pretend like you don't know how nuts i am.

I hate...

Soooo, pretty much, I hate being right, I hate getting let down, I hate not knowing what to do, I hate having to pretend, I hate knowing I'll be waking up at five, I hate 'could'ves and would'ves', and I hate knowing I will forgive them. I hate that. Oh, and I also hate being rejected by dead relatives. Lol.

Love, Jeb.

Numero One-Oh-Oh

Guess what this is! Post number 100! I'm pretty excited about this, for obvious reasons. So now the question to ask myself has to be, what's changed in my life during those 100 posts? A lot. Lol.

I've been thinking a lot about what I really want nowadays, and .... I haven't found many answers. I think a lot about who I'm going to end up with. And the thing is, I know who I'd like to be with, but...doesn't always work out. Sometimes I wonder whether I should have to try at these things or not. I mean...if it was meant to be, it would just happen, wouldn't it? Too many questions.

So happy 100th post! Go celebrate and hug someone! Drop stereotypes! Do something bold! Do something to make people happy! Be yourself!

Mucho mucho love, Jennifer

Update

Well, I haven't actually blogged a real blog for awhile, so here goes.

I KNOW that swimming is incredibly boring if you don't know anything really about it, but I'll post it anyway, seeing as how it's consuming greater and greater portions of my life. So, at the PC meet today, ....it sucked. I just didn't have a great meet, for whatever reason. I think I probably added time on all my events. Ugh. Oh well. I swam a 200 free, and surprisingly, that was probably my best event, which i've never actually swam before. Woohoo.

Tomorrow no school for Jennifer because of an FBLA thing, so that's where I'll be. Sure beats trig. Anywho, I should get back Saturday afternoon, and hopefully I'll have an amazing night after that.

And about the one thing I thought about the one girl and The one guy, I so called it. So called it. I guess I should learn to stop saying things out loud, because of my power and all, eh?

What Sarah Said

A little bit of genius from Death Cab for Cutie's Ben Gibbard...

What Sarah Said

And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself

'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
So who's going to watch you die?..