Hi :) So, I've been home this weekend but haven't really seen people, which sucks because that's what I was planning on doing. I ended up just doing a lot of stuff with my family, and taking care of a lot of other things for school. Blah. Hopefully I'll get to stop by Enano's tomorrow morning before I head back, and maybe I'll get to see some people there. That would be nice.
Anyway, that's about all I have to say for today. This past week has sounded like the album "Hopes and Fears" by Keane. Especially "Might as well be strangers" and "untitled 1." If you have them, go listen. I had forgotten how much I loved them.
Love, Jennifer
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
love/not so much
Here is what I love about college:
Love, Jennifer
- A really relaxed schedule. Three classes a day, max. The ability to choose whether I attend or not, no one forces me to do anything. Professors who don't mind when you show up late or leave early.
- Having to exercise all the time. Walk, walk, walk. Biking back up campus is brutal and wonderful.
- MEETING PEOPLE!!! I've been having these random conversations with strangers all over. While eating breakfast, at the bus stop, in the elevator on the bridge, everywhere. Really cool people.
- Being exposed to all kinds of new. New faces and names, new cultures, new music, new ideas. Reading an essay about one student's love of writing as an art, a thing of absolute and eternal beauty.
- Being scared. Because I know it means I am evolving.
- TRAX cars that smell really bad. Enough said.
- Not knowing where to find stuff. Haha. But I'm actually figuring it out pretty well, which is a feat for me. I usually have no sense of direction at all.
- Having homework again. Sick. But predictable. Not even busy work.
- Not knowing people. But this is two sided, because it's alternately this opportunity to meet lots and lots of people that are different from me and amazing.
- Not being around people from Heber anymore. I miss you guys a whole freaking lot.
Love, Jennifer
Sunday, August 24, 2008
The U
so college.....kind of crazy. And I really, seriously had my doubts but it just takes time I suppose, and things always get better. What a weird adjustment! Anyway, I met a really cool person tonight whom I think I will get to see at some point again, and thought I'd share the good news.
Doesn't change the fact that my heart is fractioned into pieces and spread all over everywhere now. I miss you all. And will see you soon. :) And that is a promise.
Love, Jennifer
Doesn't change the fact that my heart is fractioned into pieces and spread all over everywhere now. I miss you all. And will see you soon. :) And that is a promise.
Love, Jennifer
Monday, August 18, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
I Heart Olympics
So I really absolutely love watching the summer Olympics. I could do it for hours, and I'm not even kidding. And this is saying a lot because I don't even watch TV very much! So anyway, I was kind of thinking about this the other day, and then Natalie told me about her dream which was basically the same idea I had. So here is what I think the blog family would compete in if we all made it to the Olympics....
Morgan: marathon running
Hannah: Sailing
Me: Gymnastics
Britta: Rowing
Natalie: Fencing
Erin: Swimming
Randi: Swimming
Tish: Table Tennis
Michael: Beach Volleyball
Neil: Diving
Berto: Archery
Creighton: Water polo
Why do I pick these things? you ask. Haha I don't know. As is the case with most of my thoughts on blog posts/choices in life/clothing worn each day, all I can say is, it just seems right.
Much love, Jennifer
By the way, Ugly is the new Beautiful
Morgan: marathon running
Hannah: Sailing
Me: Gymnastics
Britta: Rowing
Natalie: Fencing
Erin: Swimming
Randi: Swimming
Tish: Table Tennis
Michael: Beach Volleyball
Neil: Diving
Berto: Archery
Creighton: Water polo
Why do I pick these things? you ask. Haha I don't know. As is the case with most of my thoughts on blog posts/choices in life/clothing worn each day, all I can say is, it just seems right.
Much love, Jennifer
By the way, Ugly is the new Beautiful
Sunday, August 10, 2008
sunday.
There's something really intimidating about this blank white blog box, don't you think? I never really know how to start these things. Ha. 270+ posts and you would think I'd have it figured out by now.
So I'm aware that I've been kind of slacking in the bloggage lately, so I apologize for that. I've mostly just been running around all over, trying to postpone the inevitable. Only eleven days until I move away. Fifteen until classes start. Agh, weird. Scary. But anyway, enough of that...
Well, I honestly have nothing to say...usually by now something would have popped out of my brain, but I have nothing at the moment, so I'll just end by providing you, my faithful readers, with a list of my favorite internet time-wasters. A valuable waste of time, I'd say!
www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com Really, ridiculously funny.
www.postsecret.com It kind of changes my life every week...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3842331/ The Week in Pictures. Enough said.
www.runzuzanarun.blogspot.com
A Slovakian athlete and student at the U's blog about the olympics. Hooray!
That's all. See you all soon, I'm sure.
Love, Jennifer
So I'm aware that I've been kind of slacking in the bloggage lately, so I apologize for that. I've mostly just been running around all over, trying to postpone the inevitable. Only eleven days until I move away. Fifteen until classes start. Agh, weird. Scary. But anyway, enough of that...
Well, I honestly have nothing to say...usually by now something would have popped out of my brain, but I have nothing at the moment, so I'll just end by providing you, my faithful readers, with a list of my favorite internet time-wasters. A valuable waste of time, I'd say!
www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com Really, ridiculously funny.
www.postsecret.com It kind of changes my life every week...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3842331/ The Week in Pictures. Enough said.
www.runzuzanarun.blogspot.com
A Slovakian athlete and student at the U's blog about the olympics. Hooray!
That's all. See you all soon, I'm sure.
Love, Jennifer
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Vegetarian Month
Well, here we are. I feel kind of strange because I have this insane urge to blog, but I'm tired of the thoughts that circle my head over and over and really have nothing to say.
I guess I can tell you how vegetarian month is going. For July I decided to try being vegetarian for a month for a few reasons.
1) To better understand my dear friend M
2) Because she always talks about how much better she feels without meat. Which always sounds good, feeling better.
3) I have this strange habit of choosing to do things that I know will be difficult for me. Giving up things, etc. It's the exercise of willpower that I love, not that I'm especially against what I'm giving up.
4) To say I did it.
So anyway, today is day #20. And I must say, being vegetarian is really not very difficult. Sometimes I would really like to eat meat (like when my parents have something meat-filled for dinner, it's independent food night for me), but I don't miss it all that much. It's kind of like the soda thing. I miss it now and then, but after a certain amount of time, you realize that you really don't need things as much as you thought you did. And it feels kind of good, if only for a month or however long this lasts, to free myself from things, to prove what I can do.
The one obstacle I've encountered during this little experiment is the social eating of meat. Haha. It's been a little weird to maneuver my way out of social situations where people are eating meat, or offering it to me. I feel rude saying no, and honestly, a lot of people would scoff at my month of vegetarianism (be honest. you were smirking to yourself when you started reading this.) so I'm a little bit cautious about telling people.
The cool thing is, I've started to notice a difference. I actually do feel better. I feel a whole lot better about the drastic decline in the amount of cholesterol-laden foods I've been eating. And as a side effect, I'm eating a ton more fresh fruits and vegetables to make up for what I would've eaten in meat and related dishes. I think I'm finally drinking as much water as I should per day. And I've found I really don't like sweet, sugary things as much as I used to either. Hooray!
So I'm contemplating continuing for the rest of the summer. And after that I will probably start eating small amounts of meat again, mostly because I think I'll have a lot harder time once fruits and vegetables go out of season, because they make up a large part of my diet right now. But strange as it is, and despite my expectations, I actually liked doing this. And I LOVE veggie burgers. (You wouldn't believe how hard it is to get your hands on those things. :) )
Love, Jennifer
I guess I can tell you how vegetarian month is going. For July I decided to try being vegetarian for a month for a few reasons.
1) To better understand my dear friend M
2) Because she always talks about how much better she feels without meat. Which always sounds good, feeling better.
3) I have this strange habit of choosing to do things that I know will be difficult for me. Giving up things, etc. It's the exercise of willpower that I love, not that I'm especially against what I'm giving up.
4) To say I did it.
So anyway, today is day #20. And I must say, being vegetarian is really not very difficult. Sometimes I would really like to eat meat (like when my parents have something meat-filled for dinner, it's independent food night for me), but I don't miss it all that much. It's kind of like the soda thing. I miss it now and then, but after a certain amount of time, you realize that you really don't need things as much as you thought you did. And it feels kind of good, if only for a month or however long this lasts, to free myself from things, to prove what I can do.
The one obstacle I've encountered during this little experiment is the social eating of meat. Haha. It's been a little weird to maneuver my way out of social situations where people are eating meat, or offering it to me. I feel rude saying no, and honestly, a lot of people would scoff at my month of vegetarianism (be honest. you were smirking to yourself when you started reading this.) so I'm a little bit cautious about telling people.
The cool thing is, I've started to notice a difference. I actually do feel better. I feel a whole lot better about the drastic decline in the amount of cholesterol-laden foods I've been eating. And as a side effect, I'm eating a ton more fresh fruits and vegetables to make up for what I would've eaten in meat and related dishes. I think I'm finally drinking as much water as I should per day. And I've found I really don't like sweet, sugary things as much as I used to either. Hooray!
So I'm contemplating continuing for the rest of the summer. And after that I will probably start eating small amounts of meat again, mostly because I think I'll have a lot harder time once fruits and vegetables go out of season, because they make up a large part of my diet right now. But strange as it is, and despite my expectations, I actually liked doing this. And I LOVE veggie burgers. (You wouldn't believe how hard it is to get your hands on those things. :) )
Love, Jennifer
Monday, July 14, 2008
The Soundtrack To My Life
I'm always amazed how well music is able to define the moments of my life that even I cannot.
Wolfmother's "Vagabond" knows exactly what freedom feels like this summer. It knows what speeding down a hill on your grandmother's bicycle, arms outstretched, putting your trust in absolutely everything and nothing feels like.
Our Lady Peace's "Thief" knows what hope is made of. What fear and reluctance and that indefinable possibility of something lovely feels like.
Elbow's "Mirrorball" knows what it means to be yourself, and nothing else. It knows what self-acceptance feels like. Unconditionally.
John Butler Trio's "Ocean" knows, more than any other, what pure exhilaration sounds like.
The White Stripes' "Sugar Never Tasted So Good" knows how to define that feeling of new experiences, of feeling proud of what you're doing at the moment and who you're with.
Sigur Ros' "Ara Batur" knows what love sounds like. Love at any level, any moment, any setting. It knows what vulnerability is, and how beautiful that can be.
Good night. :)
Love, Jennifer
Wolfmother's "Vagabond" knows exactly what freedom feels like this summer. It knows what speeding down a hill on your grandmother's bicycle, arms outstretched, putting your trust in absolutely everything and nothing feels like.
Our Lady Peace's "Thief" knows what hope is made of. What fear and reluctance and that indefinable possibility of something lovely feels like.
Elbow's "Mirrorball" knows what it means to be yourself, and nothing else. It knows what self-acceptance feels like. Unconditionally.
John Butler Trio's "Ocean" knows, more than any other, what pure exhilaration sounds like.
The White Stripes' "Sugar Never Tasted So Good" knows how to define that feeling of new experiences, of feeling proud of what you're doing at the moment and who you're with.
Sigur Ros' "Ara Batur" knows what love sounds like. Love at any level, any moment, any setting. It knows what vulnerability is, and how beautiful that can be.
Good night. :)
Love, Jennifer
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and the day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out on the porch's sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly striking at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret my be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.
Robert Frost
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and the day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out on the porch's sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly striking at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret my be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.
Robert Frost
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
I am dreaming. I can do anything I want.
I have made progress in dreaming lucidly. I was talking with Morgan the other day about how I'd stopped trying for a long time because it's such work and because it made me so tired to keep trying. She convinced me I should continue, so I did. On monday, I kept telling myself, This is a dream. This is a dream. This is a dream. before I fell asleep so I would remember to recognize it.
In the dream I had, I was walking through this gravel parking lot sort of place, and saw a man standing there, so I began to walk towards him. As I was a few feet away, I thought to myself, I am dreaming. I can do anything I want. So I walked up to him and took his face in my hands and kissed him on the lips! I didn't really know him, and had no reason to do this, except for I've always kind of thought that if I realize I'm dreaming, and want to test it, I will kiss someone and see what happens.... so in this dream, it worked out. I knew I was dreaming! It was an insane, strange feeling. But I forgot to pay attention to the thought and it began to slip away.
This is the problem I always have, even if I do realize I'm dreaming, or get some glimpse of that thought, it takes a lot of concentration to hold on to it. Attention span in the dream world is significantly shorter than in real life! So holding on to the fact that it is a dream is like trying to hold water in your hands....it slips away, little by little in this steady stream, until soon you have nothing at all, and you've forgotten.
It's a big step, however. I can't wait until it happens again.
Love, Jennifer
In the dream I had, I was walking through this gravel parking lot sort of place, and saw a man standing there, so I began to walk towards him. As I was a few feet away, I thought to myself, I am dreaming. I can do anything I want. So I walked up to him and took his face in my hands and kissed him on the lips! I didn't really know him, and had no reason to do this, except for I've always kind of thought that if I realize I'm dreaming, and want to test it, I will kiss someone and see what happens.... so in this dream, it worked out. I knew I was dreaming! It was an insane, strange feeling. But I forgot to pay attention to the thought and it began to slip away.
This is the problem I always have, even if I do realize I'm dreaming, or get some glimpse of that thought, it takes a lot of concentration to hold on to it. Attention span in the dream world is significantly shorter than in real life! So holding on to the fact that it is a dream is like trying to hold water in your hands....it slips away, little by little in this steady stream, until soon you have nothing at all, and you've forgotten.
It's a big step, however. I can't wait until it happens again.
Love, Jennifer
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Zune vs. iPod
So, it has finally happened, the moment I have been dreading somewhere in the back of my mind. My zen, my mp3 player, has finally reached the end stages of its life and is quickly picking up speed on the downhill. Sad news, I know. But now I have a predicament, which I think you may be able to help me with!
My replacement will be either an 80gb Zune (red!) or an 80gb iPod. But which one?? Here's how it breaks down.
Zune:
pros
iPod
pros
Well, that is about all I have. If I got an iPod, by the way, it would probably be white. And both of these cost exactly the same. This is a difficult decision. I think I may be leaning towards the Zune though...? I would love to hear your opinions.
me...............
or me.............................?
Love, Jennifer
My replacement will be either an 80gb Zune (red!) or an 80gb iPod. But which one?? Here's how it breaks down.
Zune:
pros
- red color
- video
- lots of space
- relatively few problems (that i've heard)
- excellent customer service
- just kind of awesome in general
- no scroll wheel
- more difficult to share music with other people
- the world revolves around iPods
iPod
pros
- scroll wheel
- video
- lots of storage
- the world revolves around them
- easy sharing of music with the other zillion people who own them.
- I hate it when my things break, and...
- they seem to have a lot of problems....
- which apple sucks about correcting easily for you.
Well, that is about all I have. If I got an iPod, by the way, it would probably be white. And both of these cost exactly the same. This is a difficult decision. I think I may be leaning towards the Zune though...? I would love to hear your opinions.
me...............
or me.............................?
Love, Jennifer
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Updated
So, the blog has a new outfit, which I like a lot. I like you a lot too. Going to bed (maybe) now.
Love, Jennifer
Love, Jennifer
Saturday, June 28, 2008
plummeting
Skydiving is something that I've always thought would be really cool (I mean really, really cool...) and just a little bit crazy, and I've come to the decision that I have to do it. And I'm serious! I think this will count as my irresponsible use of graduation money (as dictated), and will be one of those incredible, priceless life experiences that I need to have. When will the time ever be better to experience life than at the present?
Pope Paul VI said, "Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows."
That is why I want to jump out of a plane and fall through the sky. Because I am dying; because we are all dying; because even if I live to be a century old, I only have 81 years, 2 months, and 28 days to accomplish, feel, and experience everything I want to on earth. And that is far, far too little time.
Love, Jennifer
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
The Present Tense
My "project," if you will, so far this summer has been a major clean-out of my room. Major. It started with the closet, which was ridiculous and in need of an overhaul, but I got carried away in the magic of a fresh start and went through everything else as well. Anyway, in this course of events, as well as with a close examination of myself, I've come to realize something.
I hold on to the past like no other. I keep bits and pieces of things with the mentality that those useless little sentiments will help me to...what? Keep me connected to the safe, happy times that I've had, perhaps. Maybe this is why photography seems so natural to me. (Pause. I am absolutely not condemning photography as "useless" or anything else like that. It is art. That is all.) It's a preservation thing sometimes. I preserve those ticket stubs and those souvenirs like there's no tomorrow...and I'm not even using that phrase idly right now.
And at the same time, the future preoccupies my thoughts way more than it should. Seriously, I turn the scenarios and "ifs" over and over in my mind until I'm sufficiently worried and confused and don't trust myself anymore. I plan and think and plan, but the truth is, most of life can't be planned or thought out; it just has to happen, and be experienced as it does.
So in the midst of all this, the grasping onto the good times of the past, and ripping apart the future in my mind, I forget about...the present. Oh, right. That. It seems so absurd that I would forget about the very moment I'm living in, but I swear, it happens about 90% of the time. And the crazy thing is, when I take the time to make myself stop and breathe, and simply be, I can't believe I ever waste any time doing anything else!
Jon Foreman said, "Here's what I wish someone had told me before I graduated from high school: Respect the present moment. We're looking for the next thing and the next thing--graduate from high school, then graduate from college, then get a job--we plan the whole thing out. With that type of mentality we miss the present tense; we miss the exciting amazing event that the 'now' is."
So there it is. How much better would life be if we just lived in the "now" and nothing else? I can hardly imagine. But that kind of brings me full circle...the cleaning out of everything useless and outdated from my life, it's become this catharsis for me; a symbolic representation of the fears I'm shedding as I move forward and experience things rather than analyze them all out of context before they happen. I've loved every single event that's brought me to the moment I'm in now, but those times can't be my safety raft anymore. It's kind of terrifying at moments to start over, but like a breath of fresh air at the same time. Here's to being fearless, to stepping forward without really knowing, and to living life as it happens.
Love, Jennifer
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
well hello
hello world,
so not much to talk about has been happening since i returned from mexico. just so you all know, i'm working on the massive blog that contains details from the trip, so that should be up once i have a spare moment to type it all up. this week i started the new job at the golf course, which has been unexpected and a little bit crazy, but i actually do have some sort of weird fun doing various golf course duties. despite the fact that i can only sleep until 5:30 max these days, summer is going well. i do want to see all of you though! all of this work may drive me crazy soon unless i start seeing lots of you! more later...
love, jennifer.
so not much to talk about has been happening since i returned from mexico. just so you all know, i'm working on the massive blog that contains details from the trip, so that should be up once i have a spare moment to type it all up. this week i started the new job at the golf course, which has been unexpected and a little bit crazy, but i actually do have some sort of weird fun doing various golf course duties. despite the fact that i can only sleep until 5:30 max these days, summer is going well. i do want to see all of you though! all of this work may drive me crazy soon unless i start seeing lots of you! more later...
love, jennifer.
Monday, June 02, 2008
The Mexico Trip
Ah, Mexico. My new favorite place. M, H, and I spent a week at a resort in Bucerias after graduation and what follows is, more or less, a full account of the happenings...
Monday, May 26
We're here in Mexico, which is fantastic beyond words! H, M, and I left along with M's family at 5 a.m. I really hate airports, and don't even like flying that much, but getting to travel is well worth the sacrifice! At about 3 p.m. we landed in Puerto Vallarta, where we were immediately bombarded by taxi drivers and shuttle and luggage guys. After a short drive, we arrived at our hotel, which is almost beyond description. The buildings are painted every color imaginable, and none of it is indoors--everything, including our room, just have these outside hallway sort of things. It's so cool. Our room has a perfect view of the ocean, which is only about 100 feet away! Ah, the ocean! I am truly in love. The first thing we did when we got here was go swimming, then got dressed and went to dinner--mm--then walked on the beach some more.
After awhile, we couldn't stand it anymore, and even though it was dark, changed back into our swimsuits to go swimming in the ocean at night. For about an hour and a half, M, H, and M's brother and I frolicked in the waves, trying to catch them to ride. It was so much fun and so addicting, but I'm really tired now.
Today we saw this couple being married on the beach. They were so funny, but completely perfect for each other; you could tell. The three of us talked to them and congratulated them, and the groom was a little bit tipsy but otherwise both were very happy.
I can hear the ocean now--roaring, crashing, majestic, free. All of the things I love about it. Goodnight, or do I say?--Buenos Noches.
Tuesday, May 27
Another beautiful day! The weather here is really nice--it's always warm, but it's been kind of cloudy so there isn't blazing sun. And the ocean is always warm and lovely. Somehow I managed to get a little sunburn on my face, even though I wore sunscreen.
Today we played in the ocean a lot again, which is something I will never get tired of. In the morning we rented kayaks and paddled around. I definitely got tossed overboard within the first two minutes....making it out past the surf was harder than it looked! Once outside on the water, the four of us just kept going further and further, and everytime I turned around to look back, I couldn't believe I was actually here, and I couldn't believe how lucky I am.
Later on, we checked out boards to bodysurf with, which I really, really love! There's just something about that rush you get when you can catch an excellent wave just right that's a little bit addicting.
Lunch today was good, and dessert was--as always--my favorite. They have the most wonderful ice cream here, really creamy and rich. I usually end up eating as much dessert as food, but it probably evens out because we spend so much time every day fighting against the waves as we play in the ocean.
At around four I finally took a break from the water to lie on the beach and take a nap. What I really love about being here is that there are no schedules, no clocks anywhere, it's just the sun and the ocean and the sky.
I really miss having a guitar though. I keep having these moments where everything is so perfect, it just feels like a song, and I have no instrument to get it out. Maybe when we go to the flea market sort of thing, I could find a really cool Mexican guitar? That would be so fantastic.
We walked down the beach today to the regular part of Bucerias, where there are restaurants and little shops all over. It's kind of strange, but one of the things I like the most is seeing the streets, dirty and broken as they are. I love our resort, but the little narrow streets and chipped colors everywhere feel so much more authentic and telling. As we were walking down the beach, there was the most beautiful boy, about my age, just sitting in the sand and staring at the ocean. I wished I knew Spanish because I wanted to talk to him, to find out what he was thinking. Sometimes those little moments make me think that there are really copies of myself spread out all over the world, and it makes me want to travel even more.
I've decided that when I die, part of my ashes should be scattered into the ocean, because it already contains a big enough piece of my heart.
Wednesday, May 28
Today was a lot, a lot, a lot of fun. Our entire group went on this zip line canopy tour through the jungle. I loved it! There were about fourteen or fifteen of these cables stretched across through the trees and over a river. We had little harnesses that clipped on, and--true to name--we zipped down.
After the zip line we got to play with some monkeys, which are so incredibly curious, and also very cute. Everyone loved those. Then we got to hold this huge python, which made me a tiny bit nervous, but was still my favorite out of all the "animals." There was also this toucan, who was so beautiful! he was black, with really bright red and yellow and blue (and maybe green?) feathers on his chest. And finally there was a tarantula! That one freaked me out; I let it crawl on my chest and face, and it was the strangest sensation. he had tiny little prickly hairs all over, and his legs felt kind of spiny on the ends. M's brother even let the guy put it in his mouth, which really freaked me out! It was still a really cool experience though.
We all had dinner tonight at this restaurant called The Piccolo, which is Italian themed, and actually pretty good. The food here is usually pretty good, but not spectacular, but I was really impressed with this one. I had some sort of chicken dish (I forget the name) with a caesar salad and tiramisu for dessert. The presentation was beautiful, and as always, I loved the tiramisu, which was rich and creamy and wonderful.
Clubbing tonight!!
Thursday, May 29
I'll start with the "Disco." It was crazy--not because it was an especially out-of-control place, but because I don't go to bars, or clubs, or any of that kind of thing. M and I got there around 12 or 12:30, and there was hardly anyone there, only about six women and a guy on the dance floor, and a few creepy guys sitting around on the top level and by the bar. We started dancing with the other people on the floor, which was fun, mostly because the guy was gay and really enthusiastic. More people slowly trickled in, and started dancing, and I recognized a couple (I'm not sure if I mean that literally) from the zip line. Other than that everyone was just random and new to me, but we danced with them anyway and had a good, smoky, sweaty (this is mexico!) time. Everyone carried their cameras around on their wrists or whatever and some girl snapped a picture of M and I dancing, so I suppose we'll we showing up on the internet somewhere sometime soon.
After awhile we got really thirsty and took a break to get a drink and play foosball. I felt kind of funny ordering a virgin margarita in this club, but it was good and no one noticed anyway.
Today we went to this waterpark and had a Sea Lion encounter, which was pretty cool. They're so big!.....
One of the things I love about Mexico is how friendly--and funny!--the people are. There's this one guy, the singer from the band that plays here, who we always see that reminds me of someone off of Full House. He's such a cool guy; every time we see him, he pretends to be upset that we're breaking some sort of rule. Last night we were sitting on these outdoor couches and he came to "tell us" to get our feet off, but he was really just messing with us. And somehow we always believe him! (Speaking of outdoor couches...I love these! There are little living rooms set up all over the resort with only a roof overhead. They're perfect to hang out in. I wish I had one at my house!) Anyway, I'm really in love with just about everyone I meet here.
So M has gotten sick, which really sucks. She thinks that it was something she ate or drank, which really freaked me out, but everyone else seems to be fine so far.
Today I bought a tiny pair of turquoise earrings for $1--the first thing I've bought so far besides an ice cream at the water park. Shopping tomorrow however, where I'm sure I'll make up for it.
Friday, May 30
As much as I've fallen in love with all of the other cities I've visited--Chicago, San Francisco, Nashville even--I've come to love absolutely everything about Bucerias and about Mexico so much more! I will definitely leave a big part of my heart here when we leave.
Today we got to sleep in, which was excellent. There's nothing like waking up to the ocean in the morning to make you sure it will be a good day. After breakfast, where I had what was probably the best omelet on earth, we all walked down the beach to the market to do some shopping. It took me a little bit to get used to bargaining, but once I got over the fear it actually ended up being pretty fun. I got some things for my family and friends, and a little for myself. Mostly, it was just insanely hot. We were baking out there, with only these floor fans in the shops to move the air around.
It was so crazy--on one street corner, I looked over and there was this group of people sitting around with a pet badger tied up. It's so bizarre when I see stuff like that.
After we got back and I took a little time to get some water and convince myself I was just sick from the sun and not food poisoning, H, M, and I went down to the pool. We found a tiny little circular one and mostly just splashed around (water feels soooo nice) and laughed a lot, a lot, a lot.
There's this guy that I keep noticing all week, who has really pale skin and almost red hair, and he's always with this asian guy. Anyway, he just intrigues me for no reason, and I keep seeing him everywhere. M and I kept looking over at them across the other pool... after awhile, we were getting out and drying off, and he walked straight over to us to ask if we were going to the disco tonight. We said possibly and after a bit he left, and we went back up to our room. Anyway, I'm excited to go tonight and see what happens with that.
So tonight was "Mexican Fiesta" night at the resort, and it was so much fun! They had this mariachi band walking around being festive, and the guy who goes around dressed like a woman was there again. I love that guy! We went around playing games for awhile, earning fake Mexican money that we could use later at the auction. The three of us together got $6600 pesos, and tried to buy this ceramic fish, but didn't get it. All that was left was a bottle of tequila, so we gave our money to the people in front of us, but they just gave it back with theirs and told me to yell "once mil!" which is $11,000. We still got outbid, so we gave it all to this guy on our right, who kept getting more and more donations. It turned into this crazy bid war between him and one other person, and it ended up at like $90,000 pesos, but our guy lost. It was fantastic though; so much fun.
The people in front of us, who it started out with, were such a cool family. There were the parents and their three sons, two who were about our age or a little bit older, and an older son. One of the younger sons was so attractive! He was like a Mexican version of an indie kid with longish hair, a t-shirt, a vest, skinny jeans, and vans. Oh, and of course, the black framed glasses.
Really good day. Really, really.
Saturday, May 31
Last night was really fantastic and so much fun! M and I started walking over at about 12:00, and we passed the asian and the pale guy going the opposite way. When we got inside we noticed the three guys from the auction sitting at a table, and the older guy kind of waved when we walked by. While we were getting our drinks, he came up and asked us if we wanted to dance, so we said yes and left our drinks at their table and went to dance with him. The other guy was with us. The older guy's name was Martin, and the other guy was Oscar, and after awhile the cute guy (who is Oscar and Martin's nephew; O and M are brothers) came up and started dancing with us too. His name is Cesar. He was such a cool dancer, in a way that's kind of indescribable and just his own.
After awhile we all went to sit down and talk. Talk is kind of a funny term here, because none of us could communicate super well with each other. Martin could speak English pretty well but Cesar and Oscar only knew a tiny bit, and neither M nor I know very much Spanish. So I sat next to Cesar and talked to him, using Martin as our translator when we couldn't find a way to say what we wanted to. We talked about music, and Cesar said he likes rock and techno, which I found out is called "psycho" in Mexico. He's in a band called "Free Minds," or "Mentes Libres" in Spanish, and he sings and plays electric guitar. He is in college for graphic design.
So we found out how old they are...Cesar is 18, Oscar is 20, and Martin is 30....which is a little weird, but whatever.
They asked us if we had boyfriends, and M said yes and I said no. Martin kept asking her about it and she had to explain that she loved him. Martin said he had a girlfriend but didn't want one while on vacation, which I thought was really crappy of him but whatever. He asked me why I didn't have a boyfriend and I said that I didn't know, that I just hadn't found anyone I really liked. After I said that Cesar asked Martin what I said for a translation, so I guess he wanted to hear the answer. I turned to Cesar and asked him if he had a girlfriend. He said no and shook his finger, which was kind of cute, I thought.
I was just sitting there, and he took off this red and white striped bracelet and held it out to me. I thought he wanted me to have it, but I was confused so I asked Martin, who translated. He said Cesar wanted me to have it, and that it was kind of a "sacrifice" (he couldn't think of the right word for this) because it was something about Cesar's favorite soccer team, but that he still wanted me to have it and it was a kind of special thing for him to give it to me. I was really floored and happy about that. He gave us his web address, then later he asked for my email address, which I gave to him.
He offered me a drink, but I told him that I didn't drink. He asked me why, and I thought for a minute to try to explain it, but I could think of no good way, so I just said that I never really wanted to. He said, "Oh. That's okay," which I thought was pretty nice of him.
At three the club started to close so we told them we had to go back and said goodbye. I didn't really know what to do, so I hugged Cesar and told him thank you for the bracelet. I think M and I will go back tonight so we can see them one more time.
Today we just played in the ocean and pool and pretty much all got sunburnt. It was still good though.
Sunday, June 1
We're on the plane now, flying home, which really sucks. I'm so sad to be leaving Mexico because I really have fallen in love with it.
Last night was crazy and wonderful and everything in between. M and I went back to the disco last night, and I was really happy to see Oscar and Cesar sitting at the same table when we walked in. We got our virgin pina coladas (the bartender laughed that we were "still virgins") and went to sit with them. We danced for awhile, then we asked them if they wanted to go take a walk with us. This was kind of hard to communicate because Martin, our translator, wasn't there, but we still got it somehow. The four of us walked to the beach and just walked, which was really fun because it took a little improvisation to get everything across. Cesar tried to teach me how to say his name correctly, which was difficult because we never roll R's in English! It was fun though. We talked about the beach, and how to say all the words associated with that, about our favorite colors and his favorite soccer team. He pointed out Puerto Vallarta and Nuevo Vallarta to me on the horizon (we were in Bucerias), and I asked him where Gudalajara was (where they live) which was in the opposite direction.
After awhile, we went back and got our shoes then went back to the disco. Cesar kind of got taken by this girl and was dancing with her, but I got over it. M danced with the asian guy for awhile, and I danced with Oscar until we decided to leave at about 2 a.m.
When we got back to our hotel, M, H, and I went back down to the beach which was all deserted, to go skinny dipping. I was really nuts...the tide was a lot lower than it usually is, so we had to go running across the sand to get to the water, then ended up like crouching there in the low waves. I'm sure it was hilarious, if anyone had been watching.
This morning we just packed and ate breakfast before checking out to go home. What a week! I've seriously left my heart in Mexico. I love everything about it. It seems like everything there is just a little more intense--the sun is brighter, the days are longer, and the people love with a passion and freeness that I want to be a part of my life.
Love, Jennifer
Monday, May 26
We're here in Mexico, which is fantastic beyond words! H, M, and I left along with M's family at 5 a.m. I really hate airports, and don't even like flying that much, but getting to travel is well worth the sacrifice! At about 3 p.m. we landed in Puerto Vallarta, where we were immediately bombarded by taxi drivers and shuttle and luggage guys. After a short drive, we arrived at our hotel, which is almost beyond description. The buildings are painted every color imaginable, and none of it is indoors--everything, including our room, just have these outside hallway sort of things. It's so cool. Our room has a perfect view of the ocean, which is only about 100 feet away! Ah, the ocean! I am truly in love. The first thing we did when we got here was go swimming, then got dressed and went to dinner--mm--then walked on the beach some more.
After awhile, we couldn't stand it anymore, and even though it was dark, changed back into our swimsuits to go swimming in the ocean at night. For about an hour and a half, M, H, and M's brother and I frolicked in the waves, trying to catch them to ride. It was so much fun and so addicting, but I'm really tired now.
Today we saw this couple being married on the beach. They were so funny, but completely perfect for each other; you could tell. The three of us talked to them and congratulated them, and the groom was a little bit tipsy but otherwise both were very happy.
I can hear the ocean now--roaring, crashing, majestic, free. All of the things I love about it. Goodnight, or do I say?--Buenos Noches.
Tuesday, May 27
Another beautiful day! The weather here is really nice--it's always warm, but it's been kind of cloudy so there isn't blazing sun. And the ocean is always warm and lovely. Somehow I managed to get a little sunburn on my face, even though I wore sunscreen.
Today we played in the ocean a lot again, which is something I will never get tired of. In the morning we rented kayaks and paddled around. I definitely got tossed overboard within the first two minutes....making it out past the surf was harder than it looked! Once outside on the water, the four of us just kept going further and further, and everytime I turned around to look back, I couldn't believe I was actually here, and I couldn't believe how lucky I am.
Later on, we checked out boards to bodysurf with, which I really, really love! There's just something about that rush you get when you can catch an excellent wave just right that's a little bit addicting.
Lunch today was good, and dessert was--as always--my favorite. They have the most wonderful ice cream here, really creamy and rich. I usually end up eating as much dessert as food, but it probably evens out because we spend so much time every day fighting against the waves as we play in the ocean.
At around four I finally took a break from the water to lie on the beach and take a nap. What I really love about being here is that there are no schedules, no clocks anywhere, it's just the sun and the ocean and the sky.
I really miss having a guitar though. I keep having these moments where everything is so perfect, it just feels like a song, and I have no instrument to get it out. Maybe when we go to the flea market sort of thing, I could find a really cool Mexican guitar? That would be so fantastic.
We walked down the beach today to the regular part of Bucerias, where there are restaurants and little shops all over. It's kind of strange, but one of the things I like the most is seeing the streets, dirty and broken as they are. I love our resort, but the little narrow streets and chipped colors everywhere feel so much more authentic and telling. As we were walking down the beach, there was the most beautiful boy, about my age, just sitting in the sand and staring at the ocean. I wished I knew Spanish because I wanted to talk to him, to find out what he was thinking. Sometimes those little moments make me think that there are really copies of myself spread out all over the world, and it makes me want to travel even more.
I've decided that when I die, part of my ashes should be scattered into the ocean, because it already contains a big enough piece of my heart.
Wednesday, May 28
Today was a lot, a lot, a lot of fun. Our entire group went on this zip line canopy tour through the jungle. I loved it! There were about fourteen or fifteen of these cables stretched across through the trees and over a river. We had little harnesses that clipped on, and--true to name--we zipped down.
After the zip line we got to play with some monkeys, which are so incredibly curious, and also very cute. Everyone loved those. Then we got to hold this huge python, which made me a tiny bit nervous, but was still my favorite out of all the "animals." There was also this toucan, who was so beautiful! he was black, with really bright red and yellow and blue (and maybe green?) feathers on his chest. And finally there was a tarantula! That one freaked me out; I let it crawl on my chest and face, and it was the strangest sensation. he had tiny little prickly hairs all over, and his legs felt kind of spiny on the ends. M's brother even let the guy put it in his mouth, which really freaked me out! It was still a really cool experience though.
We all had dinner tonight at this restaurant called The Piccolo, which is Italian themed, and actually pretty good. The food here is usually pretty good, but not spectacular, but I was really impressed with this one. I had some sort of chicken dish (I forget the name) with a caesar salad and tiramisu for dessert. The presentation was beautiful, and as always, I loved the tiramisu, which was rich and creamy and wonderful.
Clubbing tonight!!
Thursday, May 29
I'll start with the "Disco." It was crazy--not because it was an especially out-of-control place, but because I don't go to bars, or clubs, or any of that kind of thing. M and I got there around 12 or 12:30, and there was hardly anyone there, only about six women and a guy on the dance floor, and a few creepy guys sitting around on the top level and by the bar. We started dancing with the other people on the floor, which was fun, mostly because the guy was gay and really enthusiastic. More people slowly trickled in, and started dancing, and I recognized a couple (I'm not sure if I mean that literally) from the zip line. Other than that everyone was just random and new to me, but we danced with them anyway and had a good, smoky, sweaty (this is mexico!) time. Everyone carried their cameras around on their wrists or whatever and some girl snapped a picture of M and I dancing, so I suppose we'll we showing up on the internet somewhere sometime soon.
After awhile we got really thirsty and took a break to get a drink and play foosball. I felt kind of funny ordering a virgin margarita in this club, but it was good and no one noticed anyway.
Today we went to this waterpark and had a Sea Lion encounter, which was pretty cool. They're so big!.....
One of the things I love about Mexico is how friendly--and funny!--the people are. There's this one guy, the singer from the band that plays here, who we always see that reminds me of someone off of Full House. He's such a cool guy; every time we see him, he pretends to be upset that we're breaking some sort of rule. Last night we were sitting on these outdoor couches and he came to "tell us" to get our feet off, but he was really just messing with us. And somehow we always believe him! (Speaking of outdoor couches...I love these! There are little living rooms set up all over the resort with only a roof overhead. They're perfect to hang out in. I wish I had one at my house!) Anyway, I'm really in love with just about everyone I meet here.
So M has gotten sick, which really sucks. She thinks that it was something she ate or drank, which really freaked me out, but everyone else seems to be fine so far.
Today I bought a tiny pair of turquoise earrings for $1--the first thing I've bought so far besides an ice cream at the water park. Shopping tomorrow however, where I'm sure I'll make up for it.
Friday, May 30
As much as I've fallen in love with all of the other cities I've visited--Chicago, San Francisco, Nashville even--I've come to love absolutely everything about Bucerias and about Mexico so much more! I will definitely leave a big part of my heart here when we leave.
Today we got to sleep in, which was excellent. There's nothing like waking up to the ocean in the morning to make you sure it will be a good day. After breakfast, where I had what was probably the best omelet on earth, we all walked down the beach to the market to do some shopping. It took me a little bit to get used to bargaining, but once I got over the fear it actually ended up being pretty fun. I got some things for my family and friends, and a little for myself. Mostly, it was just insanely hot. We were baking out there, with only these floor fans in the shops to move the air around.
It was so crazy--on one street corner, I looked over and there was this group of people sitting around with a pet badger tied up. It's so bizarre when I see stuff like that.
After we got back and I took a little time to get some water and convince myself I was just sick from the sun and not food poisoning, H, M, and I went down to the pool. We found a tiny little circular one and mostly just splashed around (water feels soooo nice) and laughed a lot, a lot, a lot.
There's this guy that I keep noticing all week, who has really pale skin and almost red hair, and he's always with this asian guy. Anyway, he just intrigues me for no reason, and I keep seeing him everywhere. M and I kept looking over at them across the other pool... after awhile, we were getting out and drying off, and he walked straight over to us to ask if we were going to the disco tonight. We said possibly and after a bit he left, and we went back up to our room. Anyway, I'm excited to go tonight and see what happens with that.
So tonight was "Mexican Fiesta" night at the resort, and it was so much fun! They had this mariachi band walking around being festive, and the guy who goes around dressed like a woman was there again. I love that guy! We went around playing games for awhile, earning fake Mexican money that we could use later at the auction. The three of us together got $6600 pesos, and tried to buy this ceramic fish, but didn't get it. All that was left was a bottle of tequila, so we gave our money to the people in front of us, but they just gave it back with theirs and told me to yell "once mil!" which is $11,000. We still got outbid, so we gave it all to this guy on our right, who kept getting more and more donations. It turned into this crazy bid war between him and one other person, and it ended up at like $90,000 pesos, but our guy lost. It was fantastic though; so much fun.
The people in front of us, who it started out with, were such a cool family. There were the parents and their three sons, two who were about our age or a little bit older, and an older son. One of the younger sons was so attractive! He was like a Mexican version of an indie kid with longish hair, a t-shirt, a vest, skinny jeans, and vans. Oh, and of course, the black framed glasses.
Really good day. Really, really.
Saturday, May 31
Last night was really fantastic and so much fun! M and I started walking over at about 12:00, and we passed the asian and the pale guy going the opposite way. When we got inside we noticed the three guys from the auction sitting at a table, and the older guy kind of waved when we walked by. While we were getting our drinks, he came up and asked us if we wanted to dance, so we said yes and left our drinks at their table and went to dance with him. The other guy was with us. The older guy's name was Martin, and the other guy was Oscar, and after awhile the cute guy (who is Oscar and Martin's nephew; O and M are brothers) came up and started dancing with us too. His name is Cesar. He was such a cool dancer, in a way that's kind of indescribable and just his own.
After awhile we all went to sit down and talk. Talk is kind of a funny term here, because none of us could communicate super well with each other. Martin could speak English pretty well but Cesar and Oscar only knew a tiny bit, and neither M nor I know very much Spanish. So I sat next to Cesar and talked to him, using Martin as our translator when we couldn't find a way to say what we wanted to. We talked about music, and Cesar said he likes rock and techno, which I found out is called "psycho" in Mexico. He's in a band called "Free Minds," or "Mentes Libres" in Spanish, and he sings and plays electric guitar. He is in college for graphic design.
So we found out how old they are...Cesar is 18, Oscar is 20, and Martin is 30....which is a little weird, but whatever.
They asked us if we had boyfriends, and M said yes and I said no. Martin kept asking her about it and she had to explain that she loved him. Martin said he had a girlfriend but didn't want one while on vacation, which I thought was really crappy of him but whatever. He asked me why I didn't have a boyfriend and I said that I didn't know, that I just hadn't found anyone I really liked. After I said that Cesar asked Martin what I said for a translation, so I guess he wanted to hear the answer. I turned to Cesar and asked him if he had a girlfriend. He said no and shook his finger, which was kind of cute, I thought.
I was just sitting there, and he took off this red and white striped bracelet and held it out to me. I thought he wanted me to have it, but I was confused so I asked Martin, who translated. He said Cesar wanted me to have it, and that it was kind of a "sacrifice" (he couldn't think of the right word for this) because it was something about Cesar's favorite soccer team, but that he still wanted me to have it and it was a kind of special thing for him to give it to me. I was really floored and happy about that. He gave us his web address, then later he asked for my email address, which I gave to him.
He offered me a drink, but I told him that I didn't drink. He asked me why, and I thought for a minute to try to explain it, but I could think of no good way, so I just said that I never really wanted to. He said, "Oh. That's okay," which I thought was pretty nice of him.
At three the club started to close so we told them we had to go back and said goodbye. I didn't really know what to do, so I hugged Cesar and told him thank you for the bracelet. I think M and I will go back tonight so we can see them one more time.
Today we just played in the ocean and pool and pretty much all got sunburnt. It was still good though.
Sunday, June 1
We're on the plane now, flying home, which really sucks. I'm so sad to be leaving Mexico because I really have fallen in love with it.
Last night was crazy and wonderful and everything in between. M and I went back to the disco last night, and I was really happy to see Oscar and Cesar sitting at the same table when we walked in. We got our virgin pina coladas (the bartender laughed that we were "still virgins") and went to sit with them. We danced for awhile, then we asked them if they wanted to go take a walk with us. This was kind of hard to communicate because Martin, our translator, wasn't there, but we still got it somehow. The four of us walked to the beach and just walked, which was really fun because it took a little improvisation to get everything across. Cesar tried to teach me how to say his name correctly, which was difficult because we never roll R's in English! It was fun though. We talked about the beach, and how to say all the words associated with that, about our favorite colors and his favorite soccer team. He pointed out Puerto Vallarta and Nuevo Vallarta to me on the horizon (we were in Bucerias), and I asked him where Gudalajara was (where they live) which was in the opposite direction.
After awhile, we went back and got our shoes then went back to the disco. Cesar kind of got taken by this girl and was dancing with her, but I got over it. M danced with the asian guy for awhile, and I danced with Oscar until we decided to leave at about 2 a.m.
When we got back to our hotel, M, H, and I went back down to the beach which was all deserted, to go skinny dipping. I was really nuts...the tide was a lot lower than it usually is, so we had to go running across the sand to get to the water, then ended up like crouching there in the low waves. I'm sure it was hilarious, if anyone had been watching.
This morning we just packed and ate breakfast before checking out to go home. What a week! I've seriously left my heart in Mexico. I love everything about it. It seems like everything there is just a little more intense--the sun is brighter, the days are longer, and the people love with a passion and freeness that I want to be a part of my life.
Love, Jennifer
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
the a-word
Lately I've been thinking a lot about being "alone" and what exactly that means. I'm not really sure why; it could be because of this ridiculous impending graduation thing, or because I have the tendency to be "alone" even when I'm with people, or possibly a combination of both, or many other things. Whatever it is, I feel a lot of alone time creeping up on me, which could be either a good thing or a bad thing. I'm not sure. It's a strange feeling, being alone. I don't mean this in a complain-y way at all, but despite all the people I know and hang out with, I am essentially alone. Basically all of them have "others" of some sort, whether they be boyfriends/girlfriends, other halves, whatever. I've come to accept the fact that these "others" are (or will be) the most important part of their lives. As it should be. So where does that leave me?
Sometimes I enjoy that feeling of isolation, and can just revel in it and be happy, like today. Other days, other occasions, not so much. I think about who I am, what essential parts of myself I might find in other people, and how fantastic it will be when I find those people.
I think about this a lot, what there is out there waiting for me. It drives me absolutely insane, to tell you the truth. I have this insane hope that there are all of these perfect people for me waiting to be found, that I will soon find them, that it will work out, and make sense. And then I have this insane fear that that does not exist. That I will have to change what I'm looking for because what I envision isn't out there.
Anyway, my point is....wait, what is it? This aloneness thing, it isn't all bad, but wow is it strange. It's a strange thing to think that at this point in my life, the only thing I have holding me to one spot on the earth is my family. It's strange when I think of people who are attached to others, so seriously that it would change the direction of their lives.
Aloneness. We all have to face it at some point.
Much Love, Jennifer
Sometimes I enjoy that feeling of isolation, and can just revel in it and be happy, like today. Other days, other occasions, not so much. I think about who I am, what essential parts of myself I might find in other people, and how fantastic it will be when I find those people.
I think about this a lot, what there is out there waiting for me. It drives me absolutely insane, to tell you the truth. I have this insane hope that there are all of these perfect people for me waiting to be found, that I will soon find them, that it will work out, and make sense. And then I have this insane fear that that does not exist. That I will have to change what I'm looking for because what I envision isn't out there.
Anyway, my point is....wait, what is it? This aloneness thing, it isn't all bad, but wow is it strange. It's a strange thing to think that at this point in my life, the only thing I have holding me to one spot on the earth is my family. It's strange when I think of people who are attached to others, so seriously that it would change the direction of their lives.
Aloneness. We all have to face it at some point.
Much Love, Jennifer
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Remember, Remember...
This weekend was a really interesting, really good one.
Friday, it turned out to be a really fantastic sunny day so Brady, Enano, Ed, Britta, and I went to the lake to play around in the water. It was a lot of fun...and kind of funny. I was the only one with a swimsuit, so the guys kind of just stripped to their underwear, and Britta chose to keep her pants on. haha. After that we went to DQ and made a big mess on the table. Later that night I went with M and Grant to the park in the canyon, where we ate about 6 different snack foods that we brought along. We walked down the trail sort of thing to collect this poky flowers for M...As we were all hunched over, wearing blankets, and Grant holding this butterfly net, scraping thorns off plants, I realized how completely crazy we looked. Like woodland hermits. I wished soo badly that we would've had a picture of that. When we got back to M's, we watched "V for Vendetta" which is now one of my favorite movies ever...so good! It was such a crazy day, but one of the best I've had in a long time. Hooray!
Today, I woke up and finished taking pictures of words for my photo project, then decided it was time for another bicycle ride. I took my little red bike all-freaking-over Midway. It was so much fun. About halfway through I realized my cell phone wasn't in my pocket, but I couldn't remember if I'd brought it or not so I wasn't too worried. Then when I got home my mom asked if I lost something...I said yes, probably my cell phone. (I wasn't feeling very bad because I hate that Razr. It sucks. And I have a free upgrade anyway. Oh well.) I guess some guy called from my phone to say he'd found it in the road somewhere, and then he dropped it off at my house. How kind of him! I was impressed. Anyway, that was the adventure today. After I watched P.S. I Love You (good :D ) I went to Michael's wedding reception with my parents, which was really cool and crazy at the same time. He can't get married, that was really not in the plan! Eh, what will you do.
Also, side note, I made this cool shirt by painting on a tan one with bleach! I'm so pleased with myself. haha.
Album of the day: "Adventures In The Underground Journey To The Stars" by South. It was ridiculously perfect for the day.
Love, Jennifer
Friday, it turned out to be a really fantastic sunny day so Brady, Enano, Ed, Britta, and I went to the lake to play around in the water. It was a lot of fun...and kind of funny. I was the only one with a swimsuit, so the guys kind of just stripped to their underwear, and Britta chose to keep her pants on. haha. After that we went to DQ and made a big mess on the table. Later that night I went with M and Grant to the park in the canyon, where we ate about 6 different snack foods that we brought along. We walked down the trail sort of thing to collect this poky flowers for M...As we were all hunched over, wearing blankets, and Grant holding this butterfly net, scraping thorns off plants, I realized how completely crazy we looked. Like woodland hermits. I wished soo badly that we would've had a picture of that. When we got back to M's, we watched "V for Vendetta" which is now one of my favorite movies ever...so good! It was such a crazy day, but one of the best I've had in a long time. Hooray!
Today, I woke up and finished taking pictures of words for my photo project, then decided it was time for another bicycle ride. I took my little red bike all-freaking-over Midway. It was so much fun. About halfway through I realized my cell phone wasn't in my pocket, but I couldn't remember if I'd brought it or not so I wasn't too worried. Then when I got home my mom asked if I lost something...I said yes, probably my cell phone. (I wasn't feeling very bad because I hate that Razr. It sucks. And I have a free upgrade anyway. Oh well.) I guess some guy called from my phone to say he'd found it in the road somewhere, and then he dropped it off at my house. How kind of him! I was impressed. Anyway, that was the adventure today. After I watched P.S. I Love You (good :D ) I went to Michael's wedding reception with my parents, which was really cool and crazy at the same time. He can't get married, that was really not in the plan! Eh, what will you do.
Also, side note, I made this cool shirt by painting on a tan one with bleach! I'm so pleased with myself. haha.
Album of the day: "Adventures In The Underground Journey To The Stars" by South. It was ridiculously perfect for the day.
Love, Jennifer
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
today is wednesday.
Hello hello hello,
What a crazy week! By crazy I mean fantastic, because I'm basically finished with work for the year, and having a really great time basking in my freedom. I don't have too much to say, except that I'm finally working on "ocean" by John Butler Trio again, and it owns me! It's such a crazy, difficult song, but I love it so much; it's definitely worth it. Seriously, my fingers haven't hurt this much since I first started playing.
Love, Jennifer
ps--if anyone knows where i can get a cheap, (even if old) working video camera, that would be some good information for me. :D
pps--tomorrow is my last Community Lunch of the year, and of high school! ahh!
What a crazy week! By crazy I mean fantastic, because I'm basically finished with work for the year, and having a really great time basking in my freedom. I don't have too much to say, except that I'm finally working on "ocean" by John Butler Trio again, and it owns me! It's such a crazy, difficult song, but I love it so much; it's definitely worth it. Seriously, my fingers haven't hurt this much since I first started playing.
Love, Jennifer
ps--if anyone knows where i can get a cheap, (even if old) working video camera, that would be some good information for me. :D
pps--tomorrow is my last Community Lunch of the year, and of high school! ahh!
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