Musings of a Modern Marianne

From everlasting to everlasting...

2011-09-27T20:43:00.000-07:00

Funny to look back at this blog. I realize no one probably reads these anymore, but just in case, I leave you with this quote I've been thinking about for a while now...

"I begin to understand now what heaven must be- and oh! The grandeur and repose of the words- "The same yesterday, today and forever." Everlasting! "From everylasting to everylasting, thou art God." That sky above me looks as though it could not change, and yet it will. I am so tired- so tired of being whirled on through all these phases of my life, in which nothing abides by me, no creature, no place; it is like the circle in which the victims of earthly passion eddy continually. I am in the mood in which women of another religion take the veil. I seek heavenly steadfastness in earthly monotony. If I were a Roman Catholic and could deaden my heart, stun it with some great blow, I might become a nun. But I should pine after my own kind; no, not my kind, for love of my species could never fill my heart to the utter exclusion of love for individuals. Perhaps it ought to be so, perhaps not, I cannot decide tonight."

-Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South

demands my soul, my life, my all

2011-01-12T00:15:00.000-08:00

When I survey the wondrous cross

on which the Prince of Glory died;

my richest gain I count but loss,

and pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

save in the death of Christ, my God;

all the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,

sorrow and love flow mingled down.

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,

or thorns compose so rich a crown.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

that were an offering far too small;

love so amazing, so divine,

demands my soul, my life, my all.

-Isaac Watts

"And I think one day, maybe a thousand years from now, the whole world will feel like that."

2010-11-09T22:40:00.000-08:00

If there is any one left who checks this blog:This post is going to be by no means coherent or well written. I just need to write what I feel today. Also it's sad. Be warned.

Today in one of my classes I met with a Holocuast survivor named Elisabeth Mann. She was interned at Auschwitz-Birkenau, Bergen-Belsen, and number of other concentration and transit camps. She had grown up in Hungry, with a father, mother, two sisters, and a little brother. A happy life, in a house filled with music.

Today she sat before me and four of my classmates and told her story. I do not know what I expected. I was prepared for another story of the camps, I had heard many by this time. I was not prepared to be so completely devastated hearing it coming from a living, breathing woman, sitting not two feet away from me, in a small room on the fourth floor of the school library.

I listened as she recalled standing at midnight, in freezing rain, nearly naked, just coming from her entire body and head being shaved, facing a christmas tree shaped pile of infants being burned alive. And behind the children, limbs flailing and faces contorting, rose the smoke from the crematorium, the ashes of her mother and little brother rising into the air.

And what do I say to a story like that? A story that is only one small fraction of the horrors she experienced? "And the flames and the terror and the SS men and the German shepherds, everywhere, everywhere." Over and over she repeated this. And the guard promised them they'd see their parents when they reached the barrack, and when they got there, he pointed to the black smoke in the sky and said "There are your parents. And you will join them soon." And he was laughing. Laughing. And she had sent her little brother, just bar mitzvahed, 13 years old, to the line with her mother, because she thought he'd be safer, and that line was marched to the gas chamber.

And the cattle car. The four day ride in the cattle car, with the children screaming until they could scream no more, because they were dead.

And there was so much more that she didn't tell us. And we were silent, what do you say? How does one respond to such suffering? And then she looked at us and said,

"There was so much hatred. Hatred everywhere. I never hated anybody. Not the Germans, or the Hungarians, or anyone who hurted me. I don't believe in hatred. I believe in love. And I think one day, maybe 1000 years from now, the whole world will feel like that."

She had said "hurted", like a little girl, a little girl who still didn't understand what had happened to her. And then she asked us not to hate them, either.

And that was her response. This woman's response to all her suffering, her loss, her terror, to the horrors she witnesses and continues to witness in her dreams as she sleeps, was to believe in love.

And so what is my response? I don't know, not yet. For now I weep. But if her response was to believe in love, who am I to do less?

i'm harry potter. school is for losers.

2010-09-03T00:16:00.000-07:00

Hello. It's been... how many months? My last post was about how I was going to post in another blog about Italy. Which I did not do. And since then, I have gone to Italy, come back, had an entire summer of working with children and hanging out with friends, and started my Junior year of college. I post this now with no promised of future blogging.

Most of you have probably stopped checking this blog a long time ago, so if you happen to stumble upon it again, hey! Surprise!

I am glad to be back at school in the United States. I feel like I'm coming back and seeing my university from a whole new perspective. College seems so much less scary now, so much smaller and less important in the grand scheme of things.

My classes seem like they're going to be quite the experience. My honors classes are full of would be intellectuals who are completely out of touch with reality, my Holocaust class and my Human Rights class are filled with would be activists out to change the world, and my German class is full of gay male Vocal Performance majors.

It's funny to look at the freshman and notice how young they look.

I am anticipating a good year.

italia italia italia

2010-01-25T20:52:00.000-08:00

So I am leaving. Very, very hopefully I will be posting here:

http://janenonparlaitaliano.blogspot.com/

with stories, pictures, etc. I will try my hardest, guys, but it will depend on the internet/time situation once I get there.

Countdown: 17.5 hours till take off. Yay!

because i like posting single pictures and quotes better than long blogs anyways...

2009-10-01T16:40:00.000-07:00

http://rosesandmoonshadow.tumblr.com/

follow me!!!!

I think I have swine flu, you guys.

2009-09-23T17:02:00.000-07:00

ok maybe not but i feel like death.

Update

2009-07-26T22:59:00.000-07:00

Ok, well I honestly don't know if anyone reads this anymore, but as this post is more an organization of my thoughts than anything, I suppose it doesn't really matter. I've resolved (I've resolved this many times, so we will see if this lasts) to try to get into the habit of posting more on this blog, because I figure it will be any effective way to update people during my Spring semester in Italy (more on that later). Anyways, this is just a little update on my life.

1) School. This fall I am going to be entering my Sophomore year in college. It is almost unbelievable to me that 1/4 of my University education is already finished. It went so quickly sometimes it barely feels like it happened it all. But I know it did, I know time passed because I know that I am a different person than I was when I began. I wouldn't go so far to say that I discovered who I really am, but I think I got a little closer to figuring out the kind of woman I want to me. The kind of woman God wants me to be. And also recognizing things in myself which I had not known were there or had forgotten. Oh, and I did academic stuff too. Michelangelo- David- 1501.

2) Italy. Yes, I will be studying in Italy for four months in the Spring. This experience has been a very interesting one so far. At the beginning of the application process I didn't want to go at all. I was afraid and doubtful as to how I would handle being away from home for so long. I was unwilling to risk. Of course I hid all this under the pretense of not wanting to waste my parents money or some such thing. So I prayed, and said "God, if you want me to go to Italy, make me want to go to Italy." And he did. And so I am going. And I am very excited. Not only to be in FLORENCE and to be immersed in everything I've been learning at school (Art History and Italian!), but to be away. On my own. Four months to see how I do without everything I've ever known. I've been occasionally asking God what exactly he wants me to be doing on this Italian trip, and I keep getting the sense that He's saying this trip is for me. To rest. To be. To love and learn and enjoy. I am excited to see what He chooses to do.

3) Love. As of late I've had the experience of being pursued by God. I've always been able to easily accept God as a King and a Savior, but I've never really been able to think of Him as a God who pursues in the Song of Solomon sense. This had led me to realize that I don't think I ever really, truly accepted and believed that God loves me. And now He's trying to prove it. This has been simultaneously one of the most wonderful and hardest experiences of my life. In R.T. Kendall's book When God Shows Up (which, by the way, I highly recommend) there is a chapter called "Letting God Love Us." He starts out the chapter by saying this: "It is my opinion, having been a pastor for many years, that the hardest thing in the world to believe is that God really loves us." And how true that is! But to believe His love we have to let Him remove the fear that not only holds onto us, but that we hold on to. And so it begins. What an interesting journey this has turned out to be.

"There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love." 1 John 4:18

That is all for now. I do hope I keep my resolution. It will be very interesting indeed to see what this year will hold.

"And so we know and rely on the love God has for us..." 1 John 4:16

"For I, the Lord, love justice..."

2009-03-06T19:12:00.000-08:00

"Is this not the kind of fasting I have chosen:

to loose the chains of injustice

and untie the chords of the yoke,

to set the oppressed free,

and break every yoke?

Is it not to share your food with the hungry

and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter-

when you see the naked, to clothe him,

and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?

Then your light will break forth like the dawn,

and your healing with quickly appear;

then your righteousness will go before you,

and the glory of the Lord will be your read guard.

Then you will call, and the Lord will answer;

you will cry for help, and He will say: Here am I.

If you do away with the yoke of oppression,

with the pointing finger and malicious talk,

and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry

and satisfy the needs of the oppressed,

then your light will rise in the darkness,

and your night will become like noonday.

The Lord will guide you always,

He will satisfy your needs in a sun scorched land

and will strengthen your frame.

You will be like a well watered garden,

like a spring whose waters never fail."

Isaiah 58:6-10

Light of Africa Network

Recently, our homegroup had the opportunity to hear Esther and Camille Ntoto, the Staff/Field Coordinators for this organization, speak about the horrors taking place in the Democratic Republic of Congo. I would ask you to take a few minutes to visit the website and see what their doing, and maybe do a little research for yourself about what's going on in the DRC as we speak. And do not underestimate the value of awareness and prayer.

Happy Thursday???

2009-02-26T12:00:00.001-08:00

u.k.

2009-02-08T13:05:00.000-08:00

it's rainy, grey days like this that make me miss it.

to me these photos symbolize the kind of life i hope to live- quiet, simple, unaffected, beautiful.

(all photos by me)

Messiah has come! May the all the earth glorify his name!

2008-12-24T23:52:00.000-08:00

O come, O come, Emmanuel

And ransom captive Israel

That mourns in lonely exile here

Until the Son of God appear

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free

Thine own from Satan's tyranny

From depths of Hell Thy people save

And give them victory o'er the grave

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer

Our spirits by Thine advent here

Disperse the gloomy clouds of night

And death's dark shadows put to flight.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Key of David, come,

And open wide our heavenly home;

Make safe the way that leads on high,

And close the path to misery.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might,

Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height,

In ancient times did'st give the Law,

In cloud, and majesty and awe.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

this extremely random post brought to you by lack of sleep and very sore feet

2008-12-03T14:34:00.000-08:00

So the other day I was reading something about the upcoming (proposed?) movie version of The Hobbit, and I suddenly realized that I remember pretty much nothing from The Lord of the Rings in general. Here are my memories of the books, which, if you asked me the plot of each, I would tell you.

The Fellowship of the Ring: Bilbo has a party, and disappears at some point. Gandalf comes and tells him the ring is bad(?). Frodo ends up with the ring and goes somewhere and the other hobbits come. I'm pretty sure he talks to Gandlaf at some point... then they are in a town and meet Strider/Aragorn. Frodo ends up getting stabbed... they somehow end up in that place where Elrond is. Bilbo is there (?) and there is something about armor. Somehow the rest of the Fellowship are all there and agree to go with Frodo. At some point they meet Galadrial and are scared and there are pretty trees. They also meet Arwen at some point I think?

The Two Towers: There are descriptions of trees and probably battles.

The Return of the King: Frodo has a hard time. Eowyn is in there somewhere doing something important that involves a battle. Frodo makes it to mount doom and gets his finger bitten off but it's ok because the ring is destroyed anyways. Eagles come. Aragorn is king. Hobbits go home and it's sad but then it gets better. Sam gets married and Frodo goes on a boat.

Frodo having a hard time:

(Bonus!) The Hobbit: Bilbo travels down a river on a log. At some point he is imprisoned by elves (?)

Yeah, I need to read these books again.

P.S. Coming up next... Why outdoor weddings are like communism.

give me an undivided heart

2008-11-26T16:32:00.000-08:00

"Teach me you way, O Lord,

and I will walk in your truth;

give me an undivided heart,

that I may fear your name.

I will praise you, O Lord my God,

with all my heart;

I will glorify your name forever.

For great is your love toward me;

you have delivered me from

the depths of the grave."

Psalm 86: 11-13

just because. also procrastination.

2008-11-25T22:04:00.001-08:00

initiation

2008-11-22T23:46:00.000-08:00

Right now I am very frustrated.

I am very frustrated because I feel like I'm not doing anything. And there is so much I could be doing. I could be forming/reinstating relationships! Imparting wisdom! Saving souls! But I'm pretty sure that God is telling me, "Stop. Don't initiate. Let me and the people I have placed in your life initiate for you." And so I wait. And I ask God, 'What's next?" And he doesn't tell me, because it isn't for me to know. And I try to be content, and then I become frustrated that I am not content.

And so again I wait.

I think this is going to be good.

2008-10-18T22:27:00.001-07:00

role model

2008-10-04T23:05:00.000-07:00

"The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience."
-Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird

Jackson Pollock

2008-09-28T20:32:00.000-07:00

Detail of No. 15

"There must be more than this...

2008-09-04T23:31:00.000-07:00

...oh breath of God come breath within.

There must be more than this.

Spirit of God we wait for you."

Future Me

2008-08-17T15:07:00.000-07:00

This is so going to be me at Chapman this year. Love the hair, the 70s clothes and the confidence.

Jane Learns to Play the Guitar: Day 3

2008-08-16T16:33:00.000-07:00

Going well so far. Can play three chords. I can play a song though! Fingers still purple but less sore. Awesome awesome awesome.

Current inspirations:

Most Awesome Day

2008-08-13T20:58:00.000-07:00

Most awesome/disgusting cake ever:

Rockin' out to the Beatles, Clapton, and others:

All this PLUS mexican food, a trip to the grocery store/longs drugs, wedding magazines, pizza, and hymns at the retirement home (sorry you missed that, Jen). THE BEST DAY.

Ukraine

2008-08-10T22:30:00.000-07:00

I am thankful for every experience I had and every person I met from the time I stepped off the plane in Maryland to the time I stepped back on to go home. I am thankful for the people of Ukraine, for the cockroaches and the mosquitoes, and the stray dogs and the broken buildings and the Odessa lights, and for the birds in the hallway and the beautiful children that I will never see again. I am thankful for Mary, and Emily, and Devin, and John, and Mary, and Josh, and Jordan, and Cory, and Byron, and Nazim, and Alley, and Sanya, and Katya, and Julia, and Zolya, and Dan, and Dasha, and Kolya, and Alex, and Larissa, and Dima, and Genya, and Dyana, and Dima, and Kostya, and Misha, and Vlad, and Kolya, and Sasha, and Alina, and...

Goodbye, Goodbye...

2008-07-13T22:51:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow I embark on the great Ukrainian adventure. Hopefully I will return armed with many pictures and memories. Please pray for the Lord's blessing on this trip! And may he bless you all as well.

Home Again

2008-07-06T14:26:00.000-07:00

Well I am home from vacation, and as I promised Marisa and Amanda I would post photos from the Met, I thought I might as well do a vacation post.

Now, unfortunately, I did not bring my camera with me. My mom brought hers, so I have some pictures from whenever I was with her, but it means that I have no pictures from the Maryland training weekend. So I will give a brief overview using only words.

We flew into New York on Wednesday, and the next morning I hopped on the train at Penn station and travelled down to Maryland. I arrived in Baltimore around dinner time and was picked up by John Odean, the leader of the trip. I stayed the night at the Odeans and then drove with them the next day to Ocean City, where the training weekend was to be held. Ocean City is a beach town, but it is not quite what we on the west coast might think of a beach town. It's gross, smells like sewage and the ocean is brown. Even they thought it was gross and it's their beach.

But this is beside the point. The weekend was great, and I'm really glad I got to go. We did various team bonding things, like making a collage out of pictures from magazines that represented "who we are" (I still have mine), and we also learned all about what to expect for the trip, what we are going to be doing there, what to pack, etc. It was a lot of fun and I'm really glad I got to meet everyone. I think we have a great team and I am excited to see what God is going to do on this trip, in us and in the lives of the Ukrainian people we come into contact with.

The training started Friday, and ended Sunday. On Sunday night I got back on the train and headed back to New York to meet my family.

Now, I had a bit of an adventure in Penn station, so let me stop and tell you about that. I got into Penn Station after 10:00 pm, and I was supposed to call my dad so that we could figure out where to meet (Penn Station is huge, for those of you who don't know). But, alas, alas! Right when the train pulled into the station, my cell phone died. "No worries," I thought, "I'll just use a pay phone." So I tried. It didn't work. The phones kept telling me I was calling a "restricted number", on both my dad and mom's phone. I tried pay phone after pay phone, to no avail. "No worries," I thought once again, "I'll just find a security guard." So I wandered around for a bit till I found a security guard, who directed me to the police station inside the building. The police man was very nice, when I explained my predicament he said "Oh sure, hun! Go ahead and use the phone in the back room." So I did, and sure enough, it didn't work. Finally we figured out that the phone at the from desk would work, and I got a hold of my dad, who by this time (about a half an hour after he was supposed to pick me up), was panicked. I hung up the phone and thanked the police man, who said "Oh sure, hun, you have any other problems you come back in here!" New York Penn Station police man, I salute you.

Anyways, I did end up making it into Brooklyn to the Turrigiano's house. The next morning we met up with our friends, the Larsons, and left for Montreal, Canada. And here's where the pictures start to come in.

Here's Char, Pat and Me on our first day in Montreal at a restaurant called "Dundees":

Mary Queen of the World Cathedral, which is modeled off of St. Peter's Basilica in Rome:

Me going to confession:

The tomb of a very important religious person that I don't remember:

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Notre Dame Basilica (Montreal's most famous Cathedral):

The view from the mountain in the middle of Montreal that we climbed(!):

We were about five days in Montreal. It's a very pretty city, very European feeling in the older parts. The people were very nice, and pretty much everyone spoke English. They would greet you with "Bonjour Hello!" and then whichever one you responded with, they would speak to you.

We returned to Brooklyn and stayed the rest of the time with the Turrigianos. I absolutely love Brooklyn. In my journal entry from Brooklyn (my only jounral entry from the whole trip!) I wrote, "I do love Brooklyn. I'm not really sure what it is. New York just surges of history of feeling and life. I want that. I can deal with the small apartments and dirty streets, just give me that life."

Me in Char's backyard in Brooklyn:

While in Brooklyn we also had the opportunity to go into the city and visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I wish I could express to you... it was so big, and so beautiful and so overwhelming. Anyways, I promised pictures, so here you go. Most of them are just works of art we saw. Oh, and I didn't get the names or authors of a bunch of the paintings, so, uh... sorry.

Me in an Egyptian temple(!) They had a whole Egyptian temple in the museum!:

Marie-Denise Villers, "Young Women Drawing":

Oh, they had this whole exhibit of these tables and things made of cut stone... they were like mosaics, except they would be whole pictures and copies of paintings, all make of cut stone. They were pretty amazing... my mom only got one picture before the security guard caught her (no picture in special exhibits!):

A lady:

A woman and her daughter:

The Massacre of the Innocents:

Haha, Char looked at this one and said "Oh, that must be the Beatles pre-Beatlemainia." :):

John Singer Sargent, "Madame X":

Degas' "The Little Dancer" (I think that's the name...):

Another Degas:

A Monet:

Some Renoir:

And some Van Gogh:

And that's it. Overall a wonderful vacation. :)

New Blog For a New Season

2008-06-16T01:30:00.000-07:00

So... you may have noticed that my blog looks very different. And is called something different*. I was getting a little tired of the old name. It was thought of a long time ago when I was in a different season of life and was a different person than I am now. So here is the new blog. I hope you like it.

*Thank you to Amanda for the new name!

"He's so unhip, that when you say 'Dylan' he thinks your talkin' about Dylan Thomas! Whoever he was."

2008-06-10T22:13:00.001-07:00

I've been on some kind of weird Bob Dylan kick lately and now you all get to be subject to it.

End of the Year Reflections.

2008-06-01T23:49:00.000-07:00

The most important lesson I learned (but still sometimes forget and then am reminded of) this year: God is good and I know very little about anything. And the same pretty much goes for everyone else.

Yes, these are my end of the year reflections. A long essay was unnecessary. But here is a picture to make the post prettier.

(from an Anthropologie catalog)

God bless and all my love.

This might even beat "Charlie Bit Me" for cuteness factor.

2008-05-06T17:26:00.001-07:00

Yay!

2008-04-01T15:12:00.000-07:00

I got accepted to Pepperdine! Yahoo! Now I just have to decide where I'm going to school next year. :)

Ukraine!

2008-03-22T14:56:00.000-07:00

So... it's official, I'm going to Ukraine this summer! Some of you already know this, but I decided to post about it anyways. I'm so excited!!! I'm already on the team, but I had to fill out an application just to make it "official." I finished and sent it in it yesterday! Yay! I'm official!

We also just happen to be in New York during the time of the team orientation/bonding weekend, so I'm going to take a train up to Maryland and spend the weekend there so I can be a part of it. God's perfect timing? Very likely.

I'm very excited to see what this spring/summer is going to bring. I can sense that the trip this summer is going to be a life changing experience, but I'm not yet sure in what way. Anyways, much excitement. :)

Thoughts on Barabbas

2008-03-19T23:12:00.000-07:00

As Easter is this coming Sunday, we naturally read the story of the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus this week in home group. After reading the story, my dad asked if anything from the story had jumped out at us that never had before. Thinking about this, I had an epiphany. When the Jews were given the choice of Barabbas' freedom versus Jesus', it was completely natural of them to choose Barabbas. Think about it... Barabbas was a Zionist, he was fighting to over through the Romans and establish the new Israel, which is exactly what the Jews thought the messiah was going to do. However, as we know, Jesus didn't do that. Jesus came in love and had all this talk about "giving to Caesar what was Caesar's" and so on and so forth, and now he was standing on trial having done, so they thought, pretty much nothing for them. They were blind to what Jesus was and what he was going to do, so they naturally chose the man they thought might actually be of some use to them.

Anyways, that was my little thought. Have a wonderful Holy Week and God bless.

Fade Out

2008-03-16T14:58:00.000-07:00

As some of you might recall, today at lunch I mentioned that when I move out, I’m planning on not having a television in my home. I thought that I would expound on this topic a bit. A couple of months ago, I started to toy with the idea of cutting TV out of my lifestyle all together, right now. It all began when a friend of mine, a good man whom (whom?) I respect very much, mentioned to me that he doesn’t have a TV in his apartment, and never has. He said that he believed that TV was bad for the soul and that he was much better off without it. Curious, I decided to try a little experiment. I would spend a week not watching TV at lunch (which is basically the only time during the week that I watch TV), and instead I would take that time to read or get some work done. I noticed that after my week of no TV, I felt much more peaceful and like I had been very productive over the past seven days. However, I wasn’t exactly sure if I wanted to act on my findings, or if I was going to, when I was going to start. But when Pastor Mike talked today in church about giving up something that has become a daily part of your routine, I was suddenly reminded of my little idea, and I decided that now would be a good time to start the process of transitioning TV out of my life as much as possible (by the way, for those of you who were in there, this isn’t the thing that I’m giving up till Easter, it just reminded me of it). And so today it starts. I won’t be giving it up completely right away, but this is the starting point. So, we’ll see how this goes.

Jane

P.S. I just wanted to mention that this is all about my personal choice and that I am not saying that you are bad if you love watching TV or that I think TV is evil or anything of the sort. I still love The Office and will very likely watch a couple of episodes online once the season starts up again. I just thought I would share with my friends and blog readers about a decision that I’ve made about how I can make my life more beautiful and God centered.

Ukrainian Orphan named Framilia Writes on A Carbonized Han Solo While Amanda Makes Suggestions for This Blog

2008-03-12T01:42:00.001-07:00

Amanda recently reminded me that I have not posted on this blog for a while, so here is a piece of news for you all: I may have the opportunity this summer to go to Ukraine to work in an orphanage. This is super exciting and something that I am praying very hard about.

Amanda also told me that I had to post about Framilia. For those of you who don't know, Framilia is the name that I made up at the spur of the moment when I couldn't remember someone's name, and Amanda and I decided that it was pretty fantastic. So one of you peoples have to name your daughter (or son, not being sexist here, even though Framilia is totally a girl name because it ends in "a" like Julia or Lucinda or whatever) Framilia.

In closing, I leave you with this picture of a Han Solo in carbonite table which is totally actually a real thing, people! You can buy this and write your term papers on it!!!!

Goodnight.

Best Reason to Moving to England: So that your kids will have British accents

2008-02-07T16:32:00.001-08:00

Yay!

2008-01-18T22:36:00.001-08:00

I got accepted to Chapman! Two down one to go!

Reading List: Updated!!!

2008-01-12T14:35:00.001-08:00

(Not that you care, but I haven't posted in a while and so I thought I might as well post this.)

This was my original list of books that I wanted to read at the beginning of the school year:

-The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe
-The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway
-1984 by George Orwell
-North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell
-The Judgement of Paris by Ross King
-Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Out of these books, I have only so far read:

-The Mysteries of Udolpho
-North and South

BUT the books I have read that were not on my reading list are:

A Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanauken
Austenland by Shannon Hale
Authentic Beauty by Leslie Ludy
Letters to My Daughters by Paul Freisan
(Plus various other books that I reread that I don't remember, and one book of the Iliad, which counted for like nothing)

So I have not been entirely lazy, although I still haven't been reading a lot, since it's been like four months.

Anyways, here is my updated reading list:

-The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway (Reading right now)
-Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis
-The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis (Read a long time ago, I remember nothing.)
-1984 by George Orwell
-The Judgement of Paris by Ross King
-Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
-An Old Fashioned Girl by Louisa May Alcott
-Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell
-Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

This could take a while, but we'll see. Again, reading lists are prone to growth and shrinkage.

And now back to what I'm actually supposed to be doing: Economics. Ew.

An Open Letter to King Henry VIII

2007-12-19T19:02:00.000-08:00

Dear Henry,

Look, you and I were never good friends. In fact, I might take this time to go so far as to tell you that I really don't like you. You're unstable, selfish, and have a nasty habit of beheading/divorcing your wives.

But right now, I just want to thanks. Becuase of you, I think I did pretty well on my British History final. Becuase of you, I had more than five sentences to write about the English Reformation. Because of you, I'll probably get an A in this class.

So I guess we can be friends. Well, maybe secret friends. Sometimes. But I DO want to talk to you about that whole beheading/divorcing thing. And your foreign policy, which, if I remember correctly, was not a very good one? Not cool, man. Not cool.

Yours,
Jane

On the Hanukkah theme...

2007-12-07T17:28:00.000-08:00

A conversation I just had with my dad:

Me: I'm making myself some pasta for dinner,

Dad: What about me? What am I going to do for dinner?

Me: Well, make yourself some soup.

Dad: We don't have any good soup.

Me: What are you talking about? There's Chicken Noodle Soup right here!

Dad: Chicken Noodle Soup is for Jewish grandmothers.

Me: I had it for lunch, am I a Jewish grandmother?

Dad: Well, you will be.

Well fine. He can go out and find his own soup, then.

Fashionable.

2007-12-07T00:47:00.000-08:00

I just want to say that I totally had the best dresses when I was little. Where did they all go?!

Festival of Lights

2007-12-04T17:24:00.000-08:00

It's the first night of Hanukkah! Happy Hanukkah everyone!

Got my first college admission letter...

2007-11-26T18:52:00.000-08:00

...and so far I've been accepted to Cal State Fullerton. Not that this is a surprise, but still it's nice that I'm begining to hear back.

Quote

2007-11-13T17:19:00.000-08:00

"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius - and a lot of courage - to move in the opposite direction." -Einstein

Thoughts?

"Strenth will rise as we wait upon the LORD."

2007-11-03T23:27:00.000-07:00

It was all rather last minute, but I'm SO glad that I went to the "A Cause to Live For A Cause to Die For" conference.

Glory to God! May His name be praised throughout the earth!

New plan, guys.

2007-10-24T23:13:00.001-07:00

So, as most of you (or some of you) know, my inital plan for the fall festival was to dress as Pam from "The Office."

Totally easy and comfortable, right? Sounds like a plan.

But unfortunatly, it was not meant to me. My mom said that it didn't look like a costume at all, and that she wanted me in something more "costumey" to work the cake walk. So I needed a back up plan. And so now, I'm planning on going as Ivy Walker from "The Village".

No one will know who I am, but no one would have known who I was as Pam either, so there's no loss there. The only difference is that I'm probably not going to tell everyone who I'm supposed to be who asks, becuase I'm guessing most people from the church who saw the previews from "The Village" think it is some horror/slasher movie and would be mortally offended. So, instead of explaining to everyone "No, 'The Village' was not a horror movie, it was actually a drama with some suspense..." I'm just going to let people think that I am a late 19th century girl who for some reason decided not to do her hair correctly. And carries a walking stick. For some reason.

Food Reviews by Jane

2007-10-22T13:41:00.000-07:00

So... it's been a while. Well, today I am going to post my opinions on the various food stuffs that I have sampled over the past couple of months.

1) Organic Peanut Butter- Total waste of matter and fridge space. What a terrible food! It didn't even taste like peanuts, I swear. Letter grade: D

2) Black and White Cookies- How great are these! Now normally, cookies are not my number one choice for dessert, but the flavor of the chocolate and vanilla frosting totally overpowers the taste of the cookie, making this scrumptous morsel the number one gift item for the holiday season. Or something. Anyways, they were good. Letter grade: A

3) 2% Milk Cheese- Not very good, but not the worst. Way better than Fat Free cheese, but a lot worse than Full Fat cheese. The best way to eat it on a grilled cheese sandwhich is to use one full slice of 2% cheese, and than take a half of a slice of Full Fat cheese and sprinkle it over the 2% cheese, so that the flavors kind of mix. Overall a C-.

4) Weight Watchers Carmel Cakes- These are seriously one of my favorite dessert foods. No lie! They're so good! Who knew? Letter grade: A-

5) Almonds- Now, I didn't just try these in the past couple of months, but I've only recently began eating them reguarly. Pretty good! Crunchy and very good for you. Letter grade: B+

6) Sugar Free Vanilla Pudding- Initially not bad, but it leaves a pretty bad taste in your mouth afterwards. Sugar Free Chocolate Pudding is much better. Letter grade: C

That's all for now.

"No! No! Not a bloody story!"

2007-09-24T15:08:00.000-07:00

Ok, so, short story from my life: So I was supposed to get up at 6:30 this morning, right? Right. So last night I set my alarm and go to bed and fall asleep and everything. Anyways, I woke up around 1:30 am. I was really disoriented (as it was 1:30 am), so when I looked at the clock and saw the ":30" I automatically assumed it was 6:30, and thereby time to get up. So I got out of bed, looked outside and thought "Wow! It's really dark out for 6:30!" and started walking to the bathroom to brush my teeth. And then I saw the clock in the computer room, and saw that It was actually 1:30, not 6:30. And I thought "Wow! I have five more hours to sleep!" (Which was like, the best feeling ever), and so I went back to bed. The End.

Things that I love right at this moment

2007-09-22T00:04:00.000-07:00

(besides the sweater and outfit I posted below, I still love those)

This blog:

Style Bytes

This dress:

This book:

(The Horse and His Boy by C.S. Lewis)

This photograph of John Krasinski:

And these photographs of John Krasinski:

And... probably just John Krasinski in general. I kind of want him to be my best friend.

Yay yay colder weather.

2007-09-20T12:34:00.000-07:00

In honor of the weather that is finally cooling off, I leave you with a picture of this sweater that I really want.

And this outfit that I love.

And I don't remember where I got these pictures. Sorry.

Rest in peace, Maestro.

2007-09-09T23:41:00.001-07:00

Why did no one tell me that Luciano Pavarotti died? I loved him. He was brilliant.

Bambini.

2007-09-08T22:45:00.000-07:00

Today I had my first babysitting job in I don't know how long. The last time I babysat I must have been, oh... 14? I don't even remember. But now, I wish I had done it more often. It was a lovely experience. I know I complain a lot about the screaming kids I work with in the night service at church, but truly... children are a blessing.

I think it's such a wonderful feeling when they ask YOU to help them with their coloring, and ask YOU to read them a book, and ask YOU to come and play with them. They are not doing it to be polite. They want you because they like YOU.

They are beautiful and frank and innocent, and everything our society is not. And they watch us, and we influence to be better or worse. I think influencing our children for better is one of the most important jobs in the world. No matter if they are your own, or you are babysitting them for three hours on a Saturday afternoon.

Plus, how many times in your life do you get the opportunity to act out the nativity story and play both Joseph AND King Harod? Plus, as King Harod, I got to die in the end when Mary suddenly walked up to my throne and killed me. Well... there's a new take on the story. :)

literary.

2007-09-05T23:17:00.000-07:00

I haven't posted in a while, but really, there has been nothing to post about! But since Amanda and I were talking about it last Friday, I am going to post the list of books that I want to read this year. For anyone who's interested.

-The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe (I've already started this one.)
-The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway (I read half of it a couple of years ago, and I am determined to try again)
-1984 by George Orwell
-North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell
-The Judgement of Paris by Ross King
-Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (I'm actually kinda scared to start this one... I head it's like hell while you're reading it... but then once you finish you're really glad you stuck it out. We shall see. If he devotes a whole chapter to the Paris sewer system I might just throw the book out the window.)

The list may grow... depending.

I will also one day read the last half of The Grapes of Wrath... but probably not this year. Now if any book was hell... it was that one.

Feelin' better.

2007-08-26T21:57:00.000-07:00

I love night church.

So this is the New Year

2007-08-20T20:02:00.000-07:00

So I had my first college class today. Such a strange experience. The college class I took last year at Santiago just felt like a bigger high school class, plus my mom drove me, but today actually felt like a real live college class. I got up at 6:30, got dressed and packed my bag while everyone else was still asleep, drove myself, looked for parking (and found none), wandered around the huge and hugely crowded campus looking for the 100 building, wandered around the 100 building looking for classroom 122, and then finally after much confusion found myself seated in a large classroom of strangers on the second floor.

So... is this what college is like? I honestly didn't think I would experience it till I had graduated high school.

I generally consider the "New Year" as being when the new school year startes, rather than the actual New Year. It's the time when I make my resolutions, plan my goals, reflect on what I learned the past year.

I have a feeling this year is going to be very strange and hard and fun and full of growth.

'The Headless Horseman' Disney style

2007-08-17T15:38:00.001-07:00

Notice how much Katrina (the blonde girl) looks like Cinderella. I love old Disney!

Best. Birthday gift. Ever.

2007-08-14T14:14:00.000-07:00

A Jane Austen action figure.

I kid you not. My friend Chris just gave this to me for my birthday. So cool.

I will never marry a man who drinks.

2007-08-11T22:52:00.000-07:00

That is all.

Birthday no more.

2007-08-09T21:34:00.000-07:00

Well, I guess the birthday week is kind of over. It was a good one. Now back to studying for the ACT.

Church, She Power, Baja Fresh, Tin Foil, Ptchoo, North and South, Fish, Yogurt, Overeating, Church, She Power, Mimi's, Diet Coke.

2007-08-06T12:17:00.000-07:00

Well, my birthday is over, and I am officially seventeen. I would definately say that yesterday was one of the better (and most random) birthdays I've had. Thank you to all of you who helped make it so special.

San Fran

2007-07-28T16:10:00.000-07:00

Well, after Santa Barbara we spent a few days in Monteray, and we are now in San Francisco. Monteray was very nice but very cold, and after much observation I have discovered San Francisco is very like New York, only smaller and with more crazy people. I think so far my favorite place has been Santa Barbara. The weather was nice, it was very pretty and there were a lot of nice little shops and resturants.

In Monteray I got four very pretty antique magazine ads that I am going to get framed and hang on the wall in my room. I also bought a skirt and a pair of shoes in Santa Barbara, a box of tea and potato pancake mix (plus the magazine pages) in Monteray, and a hat and a pair of sunglasses here. Yay.

I haven't been taking many pictures, so I won't have a lot to show you all when I return. I will write more if something exciting happens.

Hello from Santa Barbara!

2007-07-24T16:25:00.000-07:00

Here I am in the hotel in Santa Barbara (yay for free interenet in the hotel!) We have just come from the Santa Barbara Museum of Art and tonight we are going to see "Hairpray" in one of the many movie theaters near us. The museum was so so... some nice paintings and Roman statuary. I bought a skirt today and a new pair of shoes yesterday. Tomorrow we are leaving (I don't remember where we are going) and it's also my dad's birthday! I will write again if we have internet in the next hotel.

Fahntashtic.

2007-07-22T23:48:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow I leave on vacation not to return until August 4. I will see you all Sunday, August 5! My birthday!!!

15 days until my birthday!

2007-07-21T22:09:00.000-07:00

So I researched August 5 in history and pretty much no one cool was born on that day except Neil Armstrong. But Marilyn Monroe and Sir Alec Guinness (Obi Wan!) both died! Which is not so cool. And Walliam Wallace was captured and a Nazi labor camp in Warsaw was liberated by Polish soldiers. And a lot of "footballers" were born. And that's pretty much it.

No bacon cheeseburgers for you, Reuven.

2007-07-13T23:42:00.000-07:00

Have you ever Googled your name? Of course you have. Everyone Googles their names, and their friend's names, and their
family's names. I have always enjoyed that fact that when I Google my name, actual things about me come up. Reviews of "The Diary of Anne Frank" and "West Side Story", the outcome of one of the Wild West Feis' (or whatever the plural of "feis" is), and Anna's MySpace. Recently my mom Googled her name, and came up with this interesting fact... there was an actual kosher (dairy only, specifically) cafe at the 11th Annual San Diego Jewish Book Fair called The Pittluck Cafe! Isn't that totally awesome? Well, I thought it was.

Laces

2007-07-11T13:08:00.000-07:00

A wedding dress from 1910:

A summer dress from 1915:

From 1920:

From 1930:

"The grass so green. Skies so blue. Spectre is really great!"

2007-07-04T21:49:00.000-07:00

So today I saw "Big Fish" for the first time. It was strange, but I liked it! It made me want to run around a park wearing a pastel 50's style dress and no shoes. With Ewan McGregor. But unfortunately, Disney was wrong. Sometimes... our dreams just can't come true.

Anyways. The movie was good! The daffodils part was my favorite, that's why I posted the picture.

Summery!

2007-06-26T20:59:00.000-07:00

I haven't posted in a long time, so I now present to you this picture taken after the Ren Faire that one time we went:

Summery.

It's 1780s day!

2007-06-14T22:46:00.000-07:00

In honor of my just having finished rereading "Wuthering Heights", I will now post four dresses from the 1780s.

Tada!

Unavoidable heartbreak.

2007-06-13T21:00:00.000-07:00

“He was fascinating, and wonderful, but she knew she couldn’t marry him. She could never marry someone who was so impractical.

She turned away from her writing desk with a sigh. Yet how could she refuse him? Everyone expected this. She knew that he had been saving for at least a year to buy a house. But there was something wanting. He didn’t have the strength she needed. She did not feel she could entirely depend on him. She did not feel that he could lead their family.

She would tell him to wait. Perhaps, just perhaps, he would prove himself. Until then, she could give no answer.”

Inspired by a dream. Three dreams, actually. Not very good, but one of those things that needed to be written, you know? I really hope my dreams are not prophetic.

Draft.

2007-06-12T18:57:00.000-07:00

Why does it seem to me that everytime I go to write a serious blog post, I can never finish it? I can write pages and pages in my journal on the subject, but the blog posts always go unfinished.

Tonight.

2007-06-10T23:31:00.000-07:00

So tonight was a night that promised to be really boring and kind of bad and ended up being really nice. I love having good conversations with people unexpectedly.

Goodnight.

The ACT is over!

2007-06-09T22:35:00.000-07:00

Summer has officially started!

A quote from my dad on Wickham in 'Pride and Prejudice":

"I want to punch him in the face."

Ah, what a loving, gentle family I come from. :)

People have too much time on their hands-Phantom of the Opera Star Wars

2007-06-06T13:48:00.001-07:00

Very cool.

2007-05-31T21:42:00.001-07:00

YAY

2007-05-31T21:10:00.001-07:00

I'm free!!!!!

Summer sum sum summer.

2007-05-30T23:39:00.000-07:00

All I have to do

is go into school tomorrow

and turn in my final

and say 10 Italian proverbs

and I will be free.

You know what? I don't like school. But I like learning. Generally. I think that must say something about my school.

Goodbye math. Hello Gregory. Three more days of school!!!

2007-05-29T23:46:00.000-07:00

Today I took the last math final of my high school career.

Hurrah!

Now, all I need to do is finish my billion hour Italian final, and i'll be donnnnnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeee!!!!!!!

In other news: Atticus Finch is probably my favorite father from literature ever. (And if you haven't read "To Kill a Mockingbird"... what have you been doing? Living in a cave? Didn't you go to school? Go to Barnes and Nobel!!! Now!!!!!!!)

In other other news: I have discovered the acting talents of the late Gregory Peck.

The world will never be the same.

New Template

2007-05-25T10:16:00.000-07:00

Comments? Opinions? I noticed that on my mom's computer, it looks kind of seperated and weird, but on mine, it looks fine. Tell me if you can't see all the flowers and grass along the top and sides!

Pearls, darling.

2007-05-24T22:30:00.001-07:00

(Click the picture to read the comic)

Better.

2007-05-23T12:12:00.000-07:00

Upon reflection, my day yesterday was not really that bad. But seriously... not eating dinner is the worst. It makes everything that happens seem horrible, and was also responsible for the pounding headache that made me want to die.

On that note...

Have a happy day.

Bad. Day.

2007-05-22T23:29:00.000-07:00

Reasons my day was bad:

1) People are flakes. Especially some people of the male persuasion.

2) The Thespian banquet was way too long for it's own good.

3) I have a pounding headache.

4) I'm really hungry.

5) I can't even remember which verbs to use "avere" with and which to use "essere" with in the passato prossimo. (I hate Italian)

6) I didn't eat dinner.

7) I have about 45 concepts of math left to do (thanks to the stupid assesment that sent me back 60 concepts and is now making me redo all my work!!!) and my Trig midterm in Tuesday.

8) I watched a video of some idiot teenagers buring a copy of Fahrenheit 451 with the subject "This is what we think of Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451". (Ironic? Sad? Idiotic? All of the above and more? I can't decide.)

Reasons my day was good:

1) I learned that my Italian final is going to be take home.

What I'm now going to do:

1) Look through the archives of cuteoverload.com

2) Change my clothes

3) Snuggle with my kitty

4) Go to bed.

I like elephants.

2007-05-22T16:09:00.001-07:00

I passed!

2007-05-21T14:40:00.001-07:00

Wahoo! That's right, by friends. Jane is now officially a licensed driver!

Oy vey!

2007-05-20T23:34:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow I will be (re)taking my driving test! Please pray that things go better this time.

Sometimes, a bunny just needs to hide in a cardboard box for a while.

2007-05-17T10:16:00.000-07:00

Once again, image from Cute Overload!

My only love sprung from my only hate.*

2007-05-15T19:38:00.000-07:00

So the other day I watched the Romeo + Juliet directed by Baz Luhrmann. It was actually really good (Yes, yes I know, it's modern, and Everybody Hates Leonardo, but it was. The concept of using Shakespeare's language in a modern setting was interesting. And Baz Luhrmann is a great (if crazy) director. And Toulouse from Moulin Rouge played Tybalt!)

Anyways, so I've had lines from Romeo and Juliet going through my head all day. For example, you look at my Italian notes and interspersed you will find, "Tybalt is dead and Romeo banished. Banished! That one word "banished" hath slain ten thousand Tybalts!" and "Either thou, or I, or both much go with him!" and "Farewell. God knows when we shall meet again."

Yeah, anyways. You all should see that movie. It's not exactly PG, but if you can handle Moulin Rouge and the sound of gun shots, you can handle it.

*My love= this movie. My hate= Leonardo di Caprio. Or however you spell his name. And it's not my ONLY love, but whatever.

I haven't posted any pretty dresses in a while...

2007-05-14T20:29:00.000-07:00

An underdress from the 1830s. Wouldn't it make a pretty summer dress (for nowadays)?

A lace gown from the early 1830s.

A silk ballgown from the 1840s.

Selfish.

2007-05-08T23:15:00.000-07:00

I don't like to be angry. And I'm very, very angry right now. I've had a hard lump in my throat that hasn't gone away for two days.

I'm angry at people who deliberatly make stupid choices, and don't think about how the consequences will affect others. I'm angry at the selfishness and brainlessness I've seen exhibited in certain people for the past weekend. I'm angry at people who choose to ruin their lives, and thereby hurt those around them.

I'm angry that a friend of mine is probably going to have to take a drug test because of the idiotic actions of a few people who he had nothing to do with. I'm angry that he is hurt and humiliated at the thought of it.

I'm angry that a shadow was put over the final performance of the last play of some of my good friend's senior years.

I'm angry that my director was so hurt that she burst into tears in front of us all.

I'm angry that Tri-School has received this blemish on it's name, becuase of the idiotic actions of a few people who I now want nothing to do with.

I'm angry. I'm very, very angry.

Look at my hair!

2007-05-07T15:04:00.000-07:00

One day it will be that long again.

"You can't get a man with a gun." Part II

2007-05-05T00:50:00.000-07:00

8) I didn't eat any dinner tonight.

9) I failed my drivers test because I was going too slow through a residential area. Seriously, how does that even happen? I was going down a narrow road with cars parked on either side watching out for small animals and children! He failed me for being careful? Apparently.

10) Some parent volenteers really need to not be parent volenteers. They need to be locked up.

11) I discovered a pretty new hairstyle today.

12) People who make bad choices make me sad.

13) I'd say fake mustaches are the epitomy of style and class. Oh wait, maybe not.

"You can't get a man with a gun."

2007-05-04T00:13:00.000-07:00

So I haven't posted for a while becuase my life is being consumed with testing and Annie Get Your Gun and stuff. So here are some things going on right now:

1) I have singing lines from Annie Get Your Gun stuck in my head. For example: "Folk's 'r dumb where I come from, they ain't had any learnin'" and "Oh you can't get a man with a gun." and "Falling in love is wonderful, wonderful." It's annoying.

2) I dislike (some) parent volenteers.

3) I'm taking my behind the wheel test tomorrow!

4) You all should see Annie Get Your Gun simply becuase Beth (who plays Annie) is amazing. Seriously, she's incredable. And I'm not just saying that becuase I'm partial... like if I didn't even like Tri School and I was just some person off the street coming to see her I would thing she was amazing.

5) Star Testing is dumb.

6) Got no diamonds, got no pearls*. Still I think I'm a lucky girl. I got the sun in the mornin' and the moon at night.

7) Pool is a stange game.

The End

*I actually do, but that's beside the point.

Please pray for my cousin.

2007-04-27T13:11:00.000-07:00

My counsin Dante is going to college in Colerado right now (he's from New York). A couple nights ago (I'm not sure when), a drunken frat boy kicked him in the face. The boy did this becuase Dante is black. I don't know the details, but I know a bone in Dante's face is broken. Luckily, Dante's friends were there and came to his rescue.

It's amazing, isn't it? How people can be so hateful.

Please pray that the bone heals quickly.

I just read something really depressing about pain and suffering so now I have to post these to make up for it.

2007-04-26T21:46:00.000-07:00

The mouth!

The tounge!!!

The everything!!!!!

I got these images from CuteOverload.com (Which, by the way, is practicaly the best website in the entire world. Unless you don't like furry kitties and duckies and hamsters and baby hedghogs... in which case I don't want you reading my blog anymore. Goodbye.)

Procrastination.

2007-04-24T15:38:00.000-07:00

Today I did my Italian homework. After I did my Italian homework, I decided it was such a nice day outside that I shouldn't have to do any more homework, so I painted my nails and curled my hair and picked out a pretty outfit to wear to class instead. None of which had anything to do with the pretty day, but whatever.

I probably shouldn't make this a habit.

What I want to be when I grow up.

2007-04-19T23:12:00.000-07:00

I never want to become this woman:

A "career woman". I have nothing against women who want careers outside the home, but it is just not me. Don't take offense. This is something personal. And as this is my personal blog, I thought I would share it.

I am planning on going to college, getting my degree, etc.

But this is who I hope to turn out to be:

God willing and the creek don't rise.

God bless the wives, the mothers, the homemakers. They spend their lives serving others, with no recongnition or admiration from society. How little they are thanked for all they do.

Sad Bad Mad

2007-04-19T14:12:00.000-07:00

I am on spring break, and yet I am doing the same amount of work I would be doing on a normal week. I'm even going to class.

I hate reading the ACT book.
I hate reading the SAT literature subject test book.
I hate walking through the Servite campus at 10 am when class gets out, only to get to the theater when all the students are getting out of mass and finding the box office locked so you stand outside the box office waiting for Julia while all the stupid students file out of the auditorium and stare at you.

And that was my day.

Except I did get to see some of my nice friends at Servite, so that was a plus.

But that was the only plus.

And now I go to Italian.

Booooo.

Looks like something we would make...

2007-04-15T16:47:00.001-07:00

My poor little pea brain can't comprehend the strangeness.

2007-04-12T23:55:00.002-07:00

So I would just like to say that the women's clothing part of the Forever 21 website is totally overwhelming. I really don't understand how people shop online at all and actually get clothes that fit, but that is another subject for another day. Anyways, I decided to look at the men's clothing, just becuase I think it is the weirdest thing ever that Forever 21 has men's clothes. (What self respecting man buys his clothes from Forever 21?) And then I came upon this:

It's an overcoat, obviously, but look at the buttons! They're not far enough over to make it double breasted, but their not straight! It looks like they messed up the coat, but that's obviously the way it's supposed to be, or they wouldn't have posted it on the website. Am I the only one who thinks this is weird? Do they look normal to everyone else? Is it really weird that I'm posting about this at all? Have I been reading too many fashion blogs?

One day I am going to wear this dress with a straw hat tied on with pink ribbons and have a picnic in a feild.

2007-04-11T18:49:00.000-07:00

From the late 1780s.