WEEKEND

This weekend was so fun!!!! Let me try to sum it up....

We got everything ready for the party, baking cakes and making playlists and such, then took everything over to the house to get set up. We got cute, then we went to the Institute party to move everyone to our house! We took some sharpies and wrote the address on cute boys' hands all over that place, including the band. So the party that we thought was going to be a FLOP ended up with a lot of people there! There was music and dancing, balloon fairytales, conga lines, cake, and much MUCH more. Then of course one second after midnight the cops showed up because of the noise ordinance... so we kicked pretty much everyone out and the rest of us went up the mountain to a bonfire. Then we became... ADVENTURE HEROES! We crossed the lava and the coyote infested desert, then the evil jaws of the broken tv and the slippery slope of death. We were justly rewarded for our tribulations by the beautiful top of the world. A few more trickled off as we went back home and played the Skittle game, had headstand competitions, and me and the roommies fell asleep watching a dumb movie. Then in the morning we went garage sale-ing!! Yes Grandma and Grandpa, I did do some great bargaining :)

Oh man describing it just doesn't do the night justice!

After garage sales (we got a sweet mattress for super cheap!) and some homework time we went to the relief society meeting--so good! Pres. Monson was in a silly mood and the message was food for the soul :D
On Sunday, church was great too! Sadly, I had to study for a test a lot of the day, but it was testimony meeting which I always love, the lesson was great--of course it was, Stetson taught it ;) haha--then it was our first time conducting as a relief society presidency and it went so smoothly! After church I made some stroganoff, yum, then had eclair cake at Christy's and everyone made fun of me, as usual! Apparently I'm a good target for that. We headed to the fireside and it was a Lamanite guy speaking... it was um... interesting. Then at ward prayer we met these two new awesome guys in our ward, Danny and Batman-I mean Kyle. We invited them, Mike,Connie, and Sarah to our house for games and cake. The cake was gone thanks to Alecia and Helen! But we played Extreme Spoons and Would You Rather. Turns out that me and Danny are soul mates. Who woulda guessed! And we got a new pet named Ralphie, or something...It was a praying mantis.
Suddenly I remembered all that studying I was supposed to be doing, kicked everyone out and got to it for the next two hours, hopefully not to have bombed the test on Monday. Luckily, we learned a lot of Central Nervous system basics back in Psychology. But now I just have to try to forget about boys and a social life and everything to move on to studying for the next test... Anatomy.

Oh college, I love you.

Britter OUT.

Mother Culture

First things first... If you have never read the book Ishmael by Daniel Quinn go on Amazon and order it now or read it at your local public library. It is a book about how our culture blinds us and misleads us into mediocrity. Just be sure to read it with an open mind without letting it trample on your religious beliefs. 

Anyways, so I have been thinking a lot about how we live our lives in a certain way and are around certain kinds of people with certain ideals so that we are conditioned to believe certain things and think a certain way. It is so hard to overcome a pattern of thinking--whether it is correct or unethical or whatever the case may be. So hard in fact that it is rarely done. 

Then there is this little thing called inspiration. It is that feeling you get when you always wanted to be a ballerina and you see that dancer up there on stage; or when an idea is sparked in your mind to create something new and beautiful. Inspiration is a desire to step outside of that box you've lived in all your life. Now after all that good feeling you're pretty sure you can go out and rule the world now right? WRONG. 

It takes ACTION.

Action is one of the biggest obstacles that I have to overcome in my life.Action takes courage, I must not have that courage. Yes, I want to be an extraordinary person, but how do I do that when I am surrounded by people content with their lives, content with what I see as not enough? If you have an answer. please share it with me. 

It is so hard to stay inspired daily. I would love to talk to Ben Franklin or Martin Luther King and see how they did it, how they broke free from that social norm and took hold of opportunity. I have been inspired by some along the way... Kathy Headlee, Christy Blodgett, and Kyle Bateman, just to name a few. And with some of those people it took only minutes for them to climb their way up my list to "Inspiring". They made me want to be better. I desire to have more people like that in my life. People who think outside the box, who take hold of their ideas and turn them into something amazing. 

Wow all of that stemmed from a thought about boys... haha. I got on here thinking I was going to blog about how, well... 

How all my life I have been scared of boys. Call it daddy issues, call it bashfulness, or whatever you want, but bottom line--they scare me. I have never spent much time around guys, never been friends with them, never understood them, never been able to even act normal around them. Most of the guys I've ever dated have been because they liked me so I just went along with it. But the guys I am attracted to and who I admire and would love to be a part of their lives are the ones I have trouble with. They seem like aliens to me; unreachable, incredible, and so intimidating. I don't feel like I'm good enough for them or believe they would recognize my worth. How do I become that kind of person that I would want to befriend or be attracted to?

Oh man its so hard and confusing. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated :)

Your Dimension of Greatness

No one can know the potential
Of a life that is committed to win.
With courage - the challenge it faces,
To achieve great success in the end!

So, EXPLORE the Dimension of Greatness,
And believe that the world CAN be won;
By a mind that is fully committed,
KNOWING the task can be done!

Your world has no place for the skeptic,
No room for the DOUBTER to stand,
To weaken your firm resolution
That you CAN EXCEL in this land!

We must have VISION TO SEE our potential,
And FAITH TO BELIEVE that we can;
Then COURAGE TO ACT with conviction,
To become what GOD MEANT us to be!

So, possess the strength and the courage,
To conquer WHATEVER you choose;
It's the person WHO NEVER GETS STARTED,
That is destined FOREVER to lose!

Britter OUT.

Side note

I love men with style. 

And men in suits... Yummo.

Britter OUT.

Fall 2010 at SUU

Okay so I want to express my feelings about going to school before school and then compare them to how I feel after I've experienced it all.

I'm really excited to have an apartment this year with a kitchen and everything instead of yucky dorms! I may have gone a little overboard on buying fun things for it, but we'll see. I'm not going to know any of my roommates again this year so I am praying that they are good LDS girls. At first I was scared about this, but now I know that the Lord will bless me with people whom I can learn from and that even if we don't get along I can always make other friends.

I'm really excited for my classes. I am not looking forward to selling my right arm for all of my books I'll have to buy-medical books are the most expensive. I seem to have quite a bit of free time in my schedule, but I know I will be working really hard because they will all be very challenging. I have been considering getting a job though... I mean I love planning my schedule around school, its so much fun to have that be my life, but I know I do need to save money for future years (who knows when I'll need money for a wedding!) and jobs are good for me and for society. I am prepared to have no social life if needs be. But I have been spoiled with that lately anyways! Everyone tells me that once I get my braces off (TOMORROW!!!) the boys will be all over me. We'll see about that. I wouldn't mind ;)

I want to get really involved this year. I want to join a service club of some kind. I also want to start a club. I think I want it to be a study club. Me and my dear friend Zania decided we will call it AIC (opposite of CIA lol) which will stand for "Acquiring Intelligence Club"-- doesn't that sound much more official than study club? We will all meet once a week and talk about effective ways we've learned how to study whether it was through research or a class or a teacher or fellow student. We could also work on getting speakers to come teach us come studying tricks. I think it would be great! I need to work on getting funding from the student board to see if we can really get it rolling.

I will be sad to leave my family. Growing up is sad because I feel like I should pull away from my family and be dependent, but I don't at the same time. I think I will do it gradually and not necessarily pull away from them, just that our relationships will change because we're further away and such. I think sometimes its easy for my family to pull away from me because they seem so caught up in their own things a lot... I don't understand this because I'm not that way-- family is very important to me. 

Hmm... what else? 

I don't know, but overall I know it will be a great semester. As of now I will not be going back for spring, but we'll see what happens. I just want to follow the path the Lord wants me to follow. Pray that I may have his guidance please :)

And I am praying for all of you, my loved ones.

Britter OUT.

Life Elevated

Goal: To live each day to the fullest.
Reward: Experience a level of life more extreme, more wonderful, more exhilarating than anyone has every experienced before.
Process: Pending... Just kidding! The process is to; find out what makes me happy, add in a little progression, some time management, a pinch of good attitude,and a sprinkle of support.

Wish me luck!

Britter OUT.

ZUMMM

So the other night I'm laying there in my bed thinking... "I would like to write in my blog more. What could I write about? Hmm..." Now remember, it was pretty late at night. One of those nights where you have a million things on your mind so you can't fall asleep. And then I think... "ZUM! Yeah I'll write about zum. Zum changed my life. Its like the greatest thing!" Yeah... weird I know. The only reason I remember that is because I wrote it down so I wouldn't forget it, but I didn't write down what it means! It was something really philisophical and intelligent. I wish I could remember what I meant by zum. It would probably change the world. They say when you're asleep you use a much larger percentage of your brain than you do when you're awake so I'm thinking it was one of those moments. Well, I guess I'll have to wait for the next great idea and remember to write it all down next time. 

Britter OUT.

:) :D :() ;) 8)

 Why are smiles such an attractive thing? 

Everyone says that one of the main things they notice when checking out a guy/girl/man/woman/girl/boy/lady/gentleman/human is their smile. I paid like $6000 and 5 years having braces... twice! We whiten, clean, pull, straighten, plump, gloss, color, and who knows what else to get these mouths looking beautiful! There are eye crinkling smiles, huge smiles, sparkly smiles, shy smiles, dimpled smiles, grim smiles, cheesy smiles, sexy smiles... and oh so many more. A smile lights up the face and makes a person more beautiful. They say just a smile is a service and you could make someone's day just by smiling at someone. A smile is a curve that sets everything straight; whenever I have a bad day I put a sloppy fake smile on and force it to stay until it becomes real.

There are a million quotes about smiles. Here's a few......

A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks.  ~Charles Gordy

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.  ~Mark Twain

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.  ~William Shakespeare, Othello

A smile is the light in the window of your face that tells people you're at home. ~Anonymous

If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it.  ~Andy Rooney

Life is like a mirror, we get the best results when we smile at it.  ~Author Unknown

Always remember to be happy because you never know who's falling in love with your smile.  ~Author Unknown

Everyone smiles in the same language.  ~Author Unknown 

The shortest distance between two people is a smile.  ~Author Unknown

  Or my personal favorite: "I have a tickle in my brain.  And it keeps making the corners of my mouth point toward the heavens."  ~Jeb Dickerson

The truth is... no one really knows why smiles are so attractive or who started it or why we do it. But one thing is for sure, its a sign of joy, friendship and confidence. 

I personally am a fan of huge, eye crinkling, laughing smiles.

What is it that attracts YOU to a smile? Please share with the class.

And say CHEEEEEESE!! :D

Britter OUT.

P.S.... Sometime we will have to discuss where kissing came from. I mean what's up with lip smacking that is so pleasing???

SUMMER

I have been sucking at keeping my blog updated! Ah! So I'm just gonna do a quick overview using some photos and some captions and some stories.

Summer began with a lot of fun with friends. That is when I wasn't working or doing crazy projects at home. My 3 jobs consist of on call nursing at Bel Aire Assisted Living, a sales person and adviser at Vector Marketing, and filing for my dad at University Properties. And the projects were things like... a sewing gift for Justin, a garden in the front yard, painting, drumming, organizing and painting my room, cooking, crocheting, etc.
Anyway, this is a picture of me and Krislyn on a cruise to Eqypt... AKA making up outfits for each night of a "cruise" and trying them on at Kohl's.

Me, David, and Suzy along with Michael and his friend Nikko, all worked for Mom to get a filing project done at her work at Utah Valley Pediatrics for a few weeks... How does the alphabet go again?

There were reunions with friends and goodbyes said as well.
Summer, Brinton, Zania, me... All saying goodbye to Brinton for his mission to his place of origin... Milan, Italy! Good luck Elder Valli!

Of course there have been plenty of girls night outs and fun times! This is me and Suzy right before we sang "Walkin on Sunshine" By Katrina and the Waves for karaoke at Applebee's.... We bombed it. I don't remember anyone clapping. But we had fun!!

David and I went on a hiking adventure where we found 2 awesome geocaches! We got a Mimi's cafe free meal coin out of one and a little Spongebob magic 8 ball out of the other. We also got to cross rivers, frolic in fields, and chop up dead trees.

One of the beautiful meadows in the mountains of Provo Canyon. It was an awesome discovery, I never knew there was so much beauty in our mountains.

At the beginning of our hike a branch ripped this HUGE hole in the seat of my pants so I had to make David walk in front the rest of the day and prayed we wouldn't see any other adventurers. On that trip my marvelous luck also helped to manage to someone lose my camera that was tightly carabeenered to my backpack. But David did help me find it later, what a good guy... but really I just wanted to hike up the mountain a second time.

My friend Meggen came all the way from Alberta to see me :) So we partied it up pretty much the whole week!! Our activities began at my dads hotel with nature walks, dinner, and massages. Then brought us to the wonderful Park City!!

We went on the Alpine Slide... Meggen won.

Waited in lots of lines resulting in awesome sunburns... I won....

Went on the Alpine Coaster soooooo fast!! That was my favorite one of the whole day, even more than the zip line or anything! But it wasn't a race so we don't know who won.

We dragged Meggen along to enjoy all of the Independence Day festivities. I never realized until we had an outsider there how big of a deal we make it! We treat it like prom... dinner with all our friends (always at the Pizza Factory)...

Festive pedicures and manicures, a full day of shopping for red white and blue outfits...

And makeovers by Laura!!!

Then, all dolled up, off to the Stadium of Fire we go! This year, along with the regular, jets and sky divers, armed force salute, Stadium of Fire dancers, an assortment of performers like the Osmonds and Jennie Oaks Baker,  Carrie Underwood was performing and they all did an amazing job, but she was one of the best performers they've had there ever!!

Sibling love :) Luckily we all survived a near death-by-fireworks experience...

Well a few of us had a little mental break, but I think that might've been before the fireworks even! Uh oh Michelle!!

As usual the ride out of traffic is always the best part! Party party! The three cutest sisters in the world!!!
Anyway, overall great night and I hope Meggen got a good taste of what Independence Day is all about.

Yay its time for Richard to be home after two looooong years of service to France! Here we all are in various anxious stages of wating for him to arrive.

Mom was the worst. Of course.

Richard really didn't appreciate our efforts... I can't see why not!! We just wanted to be sure he would recognize us ;)

The first hugs ever came from mom and dad at the same time since they couldn't stop arguing on who got first dibs.

Lookin good Elder!

Jake, Melissa, and Aubrey are only a few of the new awesome friends I have made at the single's ward here, along with Devin, Courtney, Christina, Joel, Russ, Grant, Tyson, Ashley, Lauren, and many others.

One of many projects that ended in success!! The three pictures above are various moments and days of turning my room from a messy splash of bright pink and green and blue, to a calming area of serenity; plum swirl, chocolate froth, and white truffle were the paint colors. Yum yum!

There has been quite a few more things that I just don't have pictures to describe... Family drama, two more speeding tickets, figuring out college in the fall, friend moments, letters from Justin, movies seen, a weekend at Lake Powell, some of my independence surrendered to being back home again and many many things. I'll try to stay updated a little more :)
Hope all is well with everyone out there!

Britter OUT.

Ya know, there are days when it feels like everything in the world could be mine. And everything is wonderful and bright and shiny. The world is my oyster and I can do anything.
Then there are days when everything is bleak and hopeless and all the bad just clumps together and clouds my view of the sun.
Its weird because sometimes... circumstances don't even really change... So why does that happen?
Maybe its the side of the bed I wake up on, or the color of glasses I'm wearing... But those are all just silly sayings.


Britter OUT.

The beginning...

Wow. Okay so its been like a month. Time to summarize the summer... baha!

Okay so it goes like this....
After an encounter with an evil policeman, a close call with a blizzard, and a lot of gas, I made it safely home from school. Soon come to find out... there isn't really anything to do here. Okay so then I go get two jobs, and then I remember my crazy family, oh then I got really ambitious. I started about a million new projects-because that's what I do-like planting flowers, cooking, painting, blah blah blah. Then comes all those little things that seem to happen just to fill your time and distract you from being productive. So list of things I've gotten done... not very long, but I feel good!

Britter OUT.

MIDNIGHT.

Dear blog thingy...

I'm so tired. But I can't go to bed

Today has been like the most lazy day ever and I just don't feel like I deserve to sleep. I need to plan tomorrow so it doesn't end up equally lame as today.

Tomorrow I will... Wake up. Unpack some things. Do some things. Then call a friend.

Wow, doesn't sound very promising. Well I will just do my best. I gotta get into the swing of summer before I waste it away!

I can't believe its summer already! The year went by so fast and I don't feel like much has changed in the grand scheme of things. I don't even feel that much smarter... Oops. It was tough leaving everyone... Mostly the people I know I will never see again, because they blessed my life and now they will walk away. But I will still love them forever. And then there's those you love that you know you will see again so its not so hard to leave them, and yet you know nothing will ever be the same. 

There's more... But its all cob-webby in the northern region of my body.

Goodnight.

Britter OUT.

DEJA VU

Every time I sit at this one computer in the library I have deja vu. Its crazy! 

I believe that deja vu is when you are vaguely experiencing another path your life could have followed if you or others around you chose to make other decisions. When alternate universes get confused for just a moment in the space-time continuum. Just a glimpse of what could be. It sounds weird, I know, but think about it and it makes perfect sense.

So when I feel it every time I sit at this computer it weirds me out! Just the other day I was at this computer  Googling landscapers for this house project I'm working on with my dad and I had a deja vu experience that Justin was leaning over me trying to help and telling me what to do and we got in a disagreement. Then today, just now actually, I read Suzy's blog and she said she wasn't supposed to swim and I had a deja vu experience that she told me she wasn't allowed to swim because of a medication she was on. Then she did go swimming and she drowned. I know those sound like really descriptive for a deja vu, but it only lasts an instant and all the feelings and the thoughts and the situation feels totally real for just one split second... 

Its seriously the weirdest thing.

Britter OUT.

This blog entry turned out differently than I thought it would....

View picture of date night posted in the entry below...

I am studying for finals this week... The retarded thing is, I am so bad at studying. I definitely have some self control issues.

I feel guilty when I don't study, but when I do study I feel guilty too because I get distracted every 5 minutes (right now I'm typing with my biology book under the keyboard). 

Today Sheri Dew came and spoke to our district's Relief Society. She said some incredible things about our missions in life that God has planned for us. I was thinking about this exact thing as I was sitting there waiting for it to start. 

Me and my friend Jenna always talk about how many dreams we have that people say we can't accomplish and they say they aren't important because they will set us back in our schooling and stuff. I always used to roll my eyes at them. I still do actually... haha. But I do see now that God has a mission for me. I have a specific purpose that I was sent here to earth to achieve that no other can accomplish. I may have things I want to do like; a foreign exchange trip to Germany next spring, going back to Africa with Mothers Without Borders, working in California for awhile, nannying back East, getting my master's degree in nursing then going on to get certified in alternative holistic nursing, etc etc etc.... But those may or may not be what my Heavenly Father has planned for me. When I pray to know if these things are right he may give me an answer. Or the answer may be I can do whatever I want to do, but it may hinder my mission or change my blessings. Every choice we make has consequences good or bad, even if it may not be a bad decision. Satan can use anything against us even if its not negative (although more often than not, it is).

She said it much better than I can, but I guess the point is... If we don't align our will with God's then we will never accomplish all we were sent here to accomplish or fulfill our entire potential. 

Mosiah 15:2-5 says... 

 2 And because he dwelleth in flesh he shall be called the Son of God, and having subjected the flesh to the will of the Father, being the Father and the Son—

  3 The Father, because he was conceived by the power of God; and the Son, because of the flesh; thus becoming the Father and Son—

  4 And they are one God, yea, the very Eternal Father of heaven and of earth.

  5 And thus the flesh becoming subject to the Spirit, or the Son to the Father, being one God, suffereth temptation, and yieldeth not to the temptation, but suffereth himself to be mocked, and scourged, and cast out, and disowned by his people. 

That is how the Savior became one with God and we must as well.

Britter OUT.

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Why do people write blogs?? Its like we think people care about our lives. How naive.

Britter OUT.

DATE NIGHT SISTAS!!!

Last night=epic sauce.

Out of your comfort zone was the unspoken theme of the evening. Half the dates were blind and the activity was swing dancing & outdoor movie going. Who would've thought it could go so well?? Everyone had a great time and came home twitterpated.

Especially me *guilty*

But when a completely gorgeous man turns out to be a better date than expected and treats you like gold, how would you feel?? Even if nothing comes of it, it was definitely a night to be remembered.

Oh why oh why does the end of the semester have to be so close?

Photos to be posted later.

This is a pic from swing dancing. Jared wanted to learn every single move there was! This one was most difficult. But we did learn the handstand!

Britter OUT.

CHANGE?

Change? Where?

I don't see it.... Oh its everywhere? No wonder I couldn't see it... I'm spinning around in circles right in the middle of it! 

Hate it... Well hate is a strong word. Its more like a mutual seek and destroy relationship. 

Does it make me insecure? Yes

Does it knock me off my feet? Yes

Can I control it? No

Is it in the frightening abyss of the unknown? Yes

Does it make me want to go out and save the world? Rarely

Does it make me a better person? Grrr... I'll never admit it.

Do other people cause it? Sometimes

When I wish for it at certain moments does it empathize? No

The only thing that ever stays the same is.... Well nothing.

Including me.

I'm just trying to keep up.

Britter OUT.

FREAK OUT

One of my favorite songs is "Freak Out" by Avril Lavigne. Its one of a kind. One of those songs that just really gets your anger out.... Well in my opinion anyway.

*CHORUS*

Just freak out, let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go
Just freak out, let it go

There are certain times in life where the planets align. All of the sudden you and your peers are plunged into darkness and misery at a level never before seen. It happens to everyone all at once. Leaving no support from anyone. Which is what (I'm 99% positive) caused girl nights. Girls night in all its glory; ice cream, cheesy nachos, sweats, tissues, sad/boy hater movies, and dancing.

These nights are vital to human girl survival. Not because boys don't have problems, just because well, they're not human. Okay they can show human characteristics at times, but it won't last long. They are only the source of the problem 75% of the time, but I think that makes it deserving to be mentioned at least.

So last night I freaked out. So what! Its cool. Its what keeps me sane. Freak out in the presence of only those you can deeply trust so that everyone else continues with the illusion that you are totally and completely normal.

:]

Britter OUT.

HUZZAH

This weekend has been the best ever!!

Besides me almost ruining it with my pride. Sometimes I just get kinda cranky... Okay who doesn't! Its just ya know.

Anyway so last night I got to go to a concert which I haven't done in I don't know how long!! It was Efficiency, The Trademark, We Shot the Moon, J. Ride, and Air Raid Anthem. If you haven't heard them, check them out! But there's nothing like a live show. I had such a blast. Just the feeling and the mood and everything makes me so happy! It was a good end to a stressful day of trying to figure out where to live next fall. And even though I was up till 2am so I'm exhausted, and my body totally hurts... I have a signed t-shirt and cd, and got to have tons of fun and meet fun new people.

Today my friends and I went kite flying!! I was the best kite flyer... And Cedar City has perfect wind for it! We got pizza for a little picnic and one of the pizza boxes totally blew away with all of the pizaa flying out all over the park. It was so funny. Then when we were tired of flying kites we sat in the sun and sang girls camp songs :]

Well... this was a somewhat boring blog. And now I have to go perform in a percussion concert even though I'm exhausted!

Britter OUT.

peace out. literally.

Wow do you ever just have a weekend that you feel like you need another weekend right after in order to recover?

Its like I try so hard to keep peace in my life and everyone is determined to ruin that peace. Sometimes its subtle and an accident and I can get over it... Sometimes it just takes a bit more than that. 

A few things I am looking forward to... 

Conference + Easter + long weekend

Summertime + Lake Powell, etc. + Richard coming home

My braces coming off in May!

The next letter from Justin

A hug

Britter OUT.

Its a Brittany thing...

Have you ever noticed that all Brittany's are blonde or rude or something? I was talking to someone the other day about this. Its like what we name our children almost affects who they will grow up to be. Maybe not.... but it sure seems like it. I will have to name my children really awesome names so that they will be really awesome. But see the cool thing about me and my name is that I overcame the challenge of a name like Brittany; I rose above it. Haha.

Today was a good day. It was like one of those days that lasts for so long, but its actually not a bad thing!

Story 1: Okay this actually happened yesterday, but it was an epic moment. This boy Tyson in my ward is absolutely gorgeous, and surprisingly nice and funny and all those things that you just don't expect in that cute of a guy. Well we had a "moment" yesterday. 

Ok so that story wasn't that great, but I liked it.

Story 2: I am writing this story for creative writing about this old couple and the letters that the woman wrote to her husband while he was in the army that she never sent. Its called "The Letters She Never Sent". Hahaha. Anyone have a more creative title? Or do you think that's good? I'm supposed to be working on that right now actually....

Story 3: I got a letter from Justin 3 weeks in a row!!! Its a record ladies and gentlemen! Put it down in the books, call the newscrew!

Story 4: Today after percussion ensemble I went rock climbing with this boy Curtis. I haven't been in a long time and I have never belayed before. So today I did a few runs and it was fun but I for sure need to do some workin out. Then he showed me how to get all set up with the "gri gri" which is what holds the rope with the right tension and stops them if they fall, but you have to work the rope through the right way for it to work. So I was doing that for him and trying to be ever so careful that he didn't drop to the ground when he fell. Then he fell. Oh I had him alright, I had him so good that I even put my own flesh into it. I was holding the rope wrong (which no one had warned me about) and the rope pulled my hand into the metal with it. The fleshy part of my hand between my thumb and fingers... yeah black and red and mushy pretty much. So he's hanging there and my hand is stuck in there with all the full weight of him on the rope on the metal on my hand and I'm like "Ow.... Uh Curtis. This hurts." And he's all "What happened? Are you going to let me down?" And I'm just like Ow.... Ow.... Ow.... And luckily this guy saw me, came over, and pulled the rope to take the weight off so I could pull my hand out. Then I sucked it up and tried climbing again and everyone was like ummm doesn't that kill? But I am so brave so I could do it. Till I couldn't. Then I left. He wasn't that great of a date anyway. Not very polite.

I think that's all the stories for today...

This weekend I am going to drive up North and go to the Holi festival at the Radha Krishna temple--the color festival!!! Its going to be so much fun. I've always wanted to go so I'm driving up there specifically for that! But there's a member of the first quorum of the seventy coming to speak this weekend for the Sunday fireside so I want to be back for that maybe... Its a debate because I would like to stay and see my grandpa sing in The Messiah. We shall see. 

I'm feeling a renewed love for all of those whom I love. I just think you are all so great and I'm so grateful for you in my life. I hope that I can touch all of your lives as you have touched mine :)

 Britter OUT.

POETRY

ROUTINE

I sit up and silence the incessant noise that shattered my sleepy dreams
And wipe the sandman’s magic dust from my eyes.
Morning sun beaming through the thin curtains
Blinds me.
A sunrise ritual begins again.
All over my face I paint it on, loose powder falls
To the floor sparkling in the early light. Promising
A beautiful day for all.




A LONE RANGER

I watch them;
Leaning forward, scratching pencils,
All brows are furrowed, all foreheads wrinkled.
Words soaking in, cerebral cortex pulsing.
All but one,
Who refuses to join
A cult, a craze, a march for success.
Her tattered notebook filled with doodles and scribbles.
A hood shrouding her face from all it can.
Aware of the world around her and yet,
Her eyes are glassy, her lips are pursed.
Denial of her place there, suffocating her.
Head tipped back, breath in and out.
It’s not enough.




GESTURE

Why haven’t his legs gone numb yet?
Nothing but time to waste, time to murder, I envy him.
He certainly looks cramped in that stone hard, tall chair
With his legs stiff below and his back ramrod straight.
Sipping, sipping from a bottomless cup,
Devouring the Daily News, with insistent hunger.
Oh my, he put it down
A sweep of the room, like a hawks quick gaze ,
I tense in fidgety anticipation. Then he goes back
To his flat soda and newsprint and I have no more time to watch
My new favorite movie I must pack up and leave.
Does he still sit there statue-like now?




BEAUTY RESTRAINED

Fuchsia petals huddled together from the storm outside,
Shining pink silk holds them that way, in spite of
A discouraged wilt on the edges of each.
Water, sunshine, even love,
Not one will brighten her up.
I suppose if I was a flower and was cooped up in a stark white kitchen,
With no one to see my beauty or breathe in my sweet scent,
Unappreciated, uncared for. Kept in a vase a bit too skinny and a bit too short,
No room to grow, and the weather not right for living.
I would not be so chipper and bright either.




WINDY DAYS

Playful breezes that send chills up your spine mingle with the trees
A sunbeam glints and winks a shining eye.
A whisper weaves around, teasing out a giggle.
Smooth metal clang together in rhythm to the breeze;
Building to a joyous chorus
Sweet little notes singing together in harmony;
With the birdsong as their melody.
Too soon they cease, but still hang in suspense;
The playful tune lingering on, humming between my ears.




FAIRYTALES

Composer of dreams; dreams that cause insomnia
That curse of fantasies that delight askew.
A list miles long of things to accomplish is not logical, but
How could dreaming be bad?
Its not: my dreams are rich—delicious, and beautiful… like chocolate.
And yet they say—do not; focus.
The rocks crushed by an ocean,
The waves that crash against the shore and stir the sand into confusion;
Have better luck at support than each desperately hoped for wish of mine.
The current stirs them awake each day with the rising sun,
My desire is only that they have as valiant an end as was the beginning.
I say they will all be tangible soon, most say there is no hope
But I’m proud to believe in fairytales.
I’m the fairy princess, you are the dragon;These princes are what keeps me alive.

Britter OUT.

The first.

Its friggin Spring break and I've had this blog for about a semester now so I'm figuring its about time to start my first entry. Procrastination was never a good friend to me.

Today is Sunday, my most favorite day of the week, and I had an awesome weekend. But I don't think I will talk about said weekend because today is a new day and its time to talk about today. Well except for one little thing that I learned... Each day has its good and its bad, its joy and its drama, its laughs and irritating moments, but its the ones I choose to focus on and remember that define my day--my life.

March comes in like a lion (rawr) and goes out like a lamb (meeew). 

Hence the awful snow outside the window and the frozen sausages on the ends of my feet. I would like to go someplace warm, but have you noticed? Anyone who goes to warm places to live are usually old, retired people who want to golf their lives away.

The rest of today will be filled with spirituality, metacognition, and happiness. 

I miss my family. So those of you out there who love me... Don't be a stranger.

To be continued...

Britter OUT.