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It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.

Direction of the Wind

So...school is back in now. Jump for joy. Got a few of my results back...but most won't come until Thursday at the
open-house.

I got a letter today...yes, good old fashioned postal. :) It was from my grandparents, in LV ( my mothers parents). It was very... uplifting..and encouraging. It was really good to know they still remember me, care about me, and pray for me. It turns out they're taking the "long route" to Cali. that just so happens to pass through Rexburg, Idaho. :'( They're the traveling couple now! Granpa just retired, so they can go wherever they want to now :D

I talked to Emily few days ago. "When are you coming home?" "I miss you" "Are you having fun at your other daddys?" "When are you coming home?" "Guess what I did today?!" "Listen to what Po did..." "When are you coming home?" awwwwwwww I miss little emmy. I think she just got a new haircut. A short little bob...perfect for her. :)

Evan is still alive, though even more sore than before. He actually competed in his track meet the Friday after his wreck. After running so long...it's just not helping him heal up. But I suppose he owes it to his coach...since he skips practice all the time. And good news for him, some friend of Greg's has a crappy old car..nothing works but the engine, but she's willing to just give it to him to use for school, etc. Hey, if it runs...then that's all that counts.

Well that's all that's going on in general right now... Hey! Look at that sunset....hmm....maybe I'll write something deeper later....

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." --Albert Einstein

All the sounds of the earth

Music- The art of arranging sounds in time so as to produce a continuous, unified, and evocative composition, as though melody, harmony, rhythm, and timbre. Vocal or instumental sounds posessing a decree of melody, harmony, or rhythm.

Music, music, music...everyone loves music. If they don't, then there's something seriously wrong with them. I bet it's been implanted in the minds of humans to gain pleasure from some kind of rhythm or sound since the time of Adam and Eve. It just amazes me when someone can tell me they "don't like music". I think it's physically impossible not to like it, unless these people are deaf...

Music is everything, it's fun and exciting, sad and depressing, meditative, sentimental, mesmerizing, an incentive...it's in every sound your ears take in. It's nature as well as synthetic. It can calm you, heal you, hurt you, teach you. What more can you ask for in one simple thing?

I love it when you hear a sound, beat, or song that just grips you with its riveting sonance. It's got a hold of you. It's embedded in your mind. It drives you crazy trying to find it again, and when you finally do, you just can't stop listening. I love the definition of sound; Sound- 1- Vibrations transmitted through an elastic solid or a liquid or gas, with frequencies in the approximate range of 20 to 20,000 hertz, capable of being detected by human organs of hearing. 2- Transmitted vibrations of any frequency 3- The sensation stimulated in the organs of hearing by such vibrations in the air or other medium.

I've never looked it up, but it must have everything to do with phi, hey? If it is what makes something appealing then it must have something to do with it. I know that scales in music come straight from the fibonacci series...but what about sound itself?

But all in all, none of that matters. Not how or why...just the fact that it is. And thank goodness it is, because it provides the best/easiest escape from the world save death.

In my dreams/ I'll always see you soar above the sky/ And in my heart will always be a place for you, For all my life/ I'll keep a part of you with me/ And everywhere I am there you'll be.-- Faith Hill, "There You'll Be"

"If music be the food of love; play on.".......Way to be blunt, Shakespeare, way to be... :)

All things are difficult before they are easy

So...I think I've finally settled in down here. Yes, I have come to live here with my dad for a while....not sure how long. But I think it'll be good for me. I'll be free to explore.....find myself, maybe. Anyways, it's good to be able to start out new with a blank slate. I'm not sure how it'll all turn out in the end, but I hope it will be good. I do miss Evan, and My mother.. and my friends... and a lot of other people, and it sounds like a lot of things fell apart after I left. AHHH the guilt. :(

But it'll be okay...it'll be fine...be optimistic, Julie, you're doing something for yourself for once. (cept.. there is a part of me that says I'm here to get some greatly needed order in this house.)

My dad took me out last night, we went to see one of Alexia's shows....Samara happened to be a guest performer, and was fantastic. There were a few of the dances I really liked. Mostly the fusion ones..Veil, Arabic/Indian w/cybals, Arabic/Spanish, Indian Bollywood(w/Chaaiya Chaaiya!!), and the Oriental....Anyway, it was all good. And It was really awesome to be able to see the famed Samara from New York.

Well, no insight for today...Just talk about my boring life....

"I finally feel like I am alive again. I feel so good. To be able to step outside anytime, to feel the sun directly on your face — to see the whole sky. These are luxuries that we just don't appreciate every day." (Ex-hostage Jill Carroll)

Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow.

Captain Corelli's Mandolin

What’s there to sing about…?

What is there to sing about? There is singing when babies are baptized; when you celebrate a marriage; men sing as they work; soldiers sing as they march into battle; and there is singing when people die. I have always found something in life worth singing about. For that I cannot apologize.........

............When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it? But it is!

oh

Jeez..I need to get up to date on this thing...

On Fire

Tell you where you need to go
Tell you when you'll need to leave
Tell you what you need to know
Tell you who you need to be

But everything inside you knows
Says more than what you've heard
So much more than empty conversations
Filled with empty words

And you're on fire
When He's near you
You're on fire
When He speaks
You're on fire
Burning at these mysteries

Give me one more time around
Give me one more chance to see
Give me everything You are
Give me one more chance to be...

Cause everything inside looks like
Everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance I'll take

When I'm on fire
When You're near me
I'm on fire
When You speak
And I'm on fire
Burning at these mysteries
these mysteries...

I'm standing on the edge of me [x3]
I'm standing on the edge
And I'm on fire
When You're near you
I'm on fire
When You speak(Yea)
I'm on fire
Burning at these mysteries...

I'm standing at the edge of me,
Standing on the edge of everything I've ever been
And I've been standing at the edge of me, standing
at the edge