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everything at once

how can the small flowers grow if the wild winds blow and the cold snow moves all around? where will the frail birds fly if their homes on high have been torn down, to the ground? lift the wings that carry me away from here and fill the sail that breaks the line to home. when i'm miles and miles apart from you - i'm beside you when i think of you. how can the tree stand tall if the rain won't fall to wash its branches down? how can the heart survive, can it stay alive - if it's loves denied for long? lift the wings that carry me away from here and fill the sail that breaks the line to home when i'm miles and miles apart from you, i'm beside you when i think of you. and i'm with you as i dream of you. and this song will bring me near to you. hey everyone. i considered walking to canada today. but i didn't. thought about it though. for about five minutes, till the next huge gust of wind came along and blew the idea straight out of my mind. that and i calle

fall break - utah

so i am in utah for fall break, as is my custom. it is awesome. i am at mimi's apartment with the best of both worlds - all my muncie peeps AND all my maine peeps. well, ok not all of them, but... the ones that showed up. we went salsa dancing, marc played songs for us on the guitar, we watched wicker park, we played backgammon, (marc beat me twice... dang it) marc made me breakfast this morning, swedish pancakes, amazing, western omelettes, and of course bacon. tomorrow is church, and then i hope to see the odell's, and then hang out with suzie and angie... and then monday i get to see the cannons and melissa and it's been awesome so far. oh we had a party at angie's house too. for all the muncie people. except jon ridge, he had a date. we went over to the roush's, but sister roush is in new york city, so we hung out with the kids for a while and bethie willian who is babysitting and watching the house while tiffany is gone. now marc is going to download the pictur

wow

wow now maine is over too, and school starts again in like a week and a half. where does life go? so maine was awesome. i can't say it enough, and since it's my standard response when people ask me how it was, i say it alot. it was absolutely amazing. i mean, the place is perfect. it is the most beautiful all around nature outdid herself place. the ocean, the mountains, the weather, the funny people... everything. work was work, but for the most part enjoyable. we worked with some nutty coworkers, but i wish them all the best of luck in their future lives. ( i pray for matt and mike... they need help.) i mowed an old woman's lawn, that was probably my hardest day of work - they had let the grass grow to almost two feet tall, and they gave me some jank mower to use, and it was up this huge hill. i have never mowed up a hill before. it was a million degrees outside and i was so covered in grass clippings by the end of the day that my skin on my hands and arms was literally st

bde

oh man. what to say? it's over. finally, and at the same time, where did it go? endings are bittersweet. so i am supposed to be packing for maine. but i decided to take a break. i have had an awesome last few weeks of school, i think i've had three bde's... best days ever. let's see. nauvoo was one of course, and then RIVERDANCE. that was awesome, i started off that day with breakfast with my hannah ellis, my heather wible, and a guest appearance by new friend josh. (hi josh.) so that was wonderful, and then i went to riverdance... WONDERFUL. amazing. incredible. fantastic. i had to start a new paragraph. thinking about riverdance was getting too intense... so the other bde was yesterday, and alisha and i have been planning it for a long time. we had disclaimers to sign, and like ten appendixes, and it turned out pretty great i'd say. we colored pictures, and we ate hot dogs, and we "flew" a kite, and we looked at the river, and we made the requisite walma

rah rah roo

hmm. i am so sleepy. block three is basically done. i have some last minute detail work to do, and then that's it. eas (earth and atmospheric science) is done tomorrow when i take my exam... and i have my last spanish class... it's getting there. i can't wait for this semester to end and i can go to maine. i will miss everyone, and it's going to be a weird summer away from family and friends for my birthday, and to not see anyone really... but i can't wait to see maine. i've never been, and i hear it's amazing. my lil meems came up to visit, she's been here a few days... it's been so nice to have her here. she drove me all over, we had a nice adventure with my laundry, she did two loads for me while i was at class (isn't she the sweetest?) but my dryer is broken, so i had two loads of wet laundry when i came home. so, i found some friends and took my wet laundry to their houses. it was... awesome. then today we called our landlord people to tell

KEYS KEYS KEYS

oh beautiful rain oh glorious dark skies oh heavenly mud what a happy day. i found my keys. thank you to everyone who prayed for me, i know there were a lot of you, and thanks so much for keeping me cheerful... it was hard at times, i know. but i found them... i think i will have an nervous compulsion to be constantly checking that i have them now, and i will probably be remembered as that girl who had a strange attachment to her keys, sentimental almost. whatever it was, something just wasn't quite... right. but at least i have them. i love them. again, thank you. have a beautiful cold rainy day. i know i am. -amy

yikes

this is my third entry in like ten minutes. i realize. thank you. i am extremely bored, and tired... and can't take a nap. so here is what i do. alisha and i are performing in a talent show this weekend. yes we are. our talent you want to know? eating bacon. thus, this poem felt appropriate. Into the Frying Pan by Alisha Heavilon Dancing ribbons of bacon jump into the skillet, sizzling with excitement on the hot metal. The sinuous edges curl and wriggle in the heat, cavorting to the tune the grease sings as it tosses tiny droplets of itself in the air like party favors. It comes dressed in a suit striped red and white, but the fat exchanges its opacity for something a little more translucent and off-the-shoulder. Aromatic fingers reach to caress all surroundings and leave an evocative reminder that lasts the rest of the day. Crispy, crunchy, brittle bacon. Merry Christmas, little taste buds. That's some kind of beautiful. and i say: hip hip hooray, let's hear it for tasty.

well

well. we had our first soccer game last night, and it was fun. it was cold, and we totally outplayed the other team (we're not sure, but we think the final score was five to zero). but it was still fun. i look forward to next week's game. so, we just got back from spring break this week and it has been hard to come back to the not so hot weather, and school, and having to get up early and all that jazz. how was spring break you want to know? wonderful. it was great. let's see. we drove all night and got to mobile alabama around seven thirty in the morning, which was six thirty in the morning their time. yeah. so we had nothing to do, and could not board our boat until one thirty, and then it left at four thirty. so... we had a while to wait. we explored mobile for a while, drove around and tried to find a place to eat. then we went to dennys and had breakfast, made some friends, charged jackie's cell phone in their outlet, and then we drove to a parking lot at a la quin

wild world

Oh, baby, baby it's a wild world It's hard to get by just upon a smile well last night was definitely interesting. i went out with nicole burke and we hung out at barnes and noble in the children's section reading childrens books for three hours and then we went to get ice cream. one of the better ways i've ever spent a friday night. at the ice cream place we sat there and talked for another three hours. we were the only people in the place for probably two and a half of those hours, and the man who owns the place just kind of went about his business, casually listening to us talk. when it got time for the place to close, he was mopping up and turning off the lights so we started gathering up our things, and he decided it was his time to talk. now the conversation we had been having had been mostly about me, and whether or not the phrase "you're a playa who don't play." as someone once said about me, is true. (they are both of the opinion that it is...

i can spell purple backwards

oh me oh my. there is way too much to say about this Christmas break, so maybe i should just give highlights. -jeff butler to visit for a few days in muncie... always a good time. -the johns aka all my new friends named john, and talking to old friends named john... -Christmas of course -having at least one superfluous non family member person hanging out at our house at all times, all day long, every day of break. that's probably my favorite part about being home, there are people at my house all the time. literally. -New Years Eve -Dad's birthday, which most people celebrate as New Years. The huge party that ensues. In which everyone we know comes to our house, and we karaoke. -Driving to Utah in the middle of the night -Driving through Nebraska... yes it takes about half the trip from Indiana to Utah to get through Nebraska, and yes I did it myself. wahoo. -Getting to Utah in the middle of the night, stumbling around my sister's place, falling asleep on the couch, wakin