A chance to rest from hard work's drum
A time to think before I'm gone
A place to sit before I run
A friend to see before I'm done.
A place to pray and feel at peace
A name to praise and sing His grace
A man to teach about life's mills
A girl to learn of said life's wills.
A spot to sit and see the view
An ear to turn to hear the world
A time to leave life behind me
A chance to see what God must see.
A man upon a mountain's tower
An open channel for great power
A vision seen, and then he knew
A place is here for me and you.
A spot to sit and rest up some
A view to feast, and rest eyes on
A time to sit, and a time to play
A chance to write about my day.
BYU, JFSB, Education in Zion exhibit, floor 2, east side. By the windows...
Love, Me.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Haiku's can be fun. But sometimes they don't make sense. Refrigerator... ;-)
So...my dad sent these to me. It's a good thing I wasn't in class when I read them--I snorted right out loud on a couple of them. ;-)
A "paraprosdokian" is a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to reframe or reinterpret the first part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect.
* Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
* I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car. ehhh....I've heard this one. :-p
* The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.
* Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
* If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.
* We never really grow up; we only learn how to act in public.
* War does not determine who is right -- only who is left.
* Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
* The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
* Evening news is where they begin with "Good evening," and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.
* To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.
* A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. My desk is a work station.
* How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
* Dolphins are so smart that within a few weeks of captivity, they can train people to stand on the very edge of the pool and throw them fish.
* I thought I wanted a career; turns out I just wanted pay checks.
* A bank is a place that will lend you money if you can prove that you don't need it.
* Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says "If an emergency, notify:" I put "DOCTOR."
* I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.
* Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
* Why do Americans choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?
* Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.
* A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
* You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.
* The voices in my head may not be real, but they have some good ideas!
* Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won't expect it back.
* A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you will look forward to the trip.
* Hospitality: making your guests feel like they're at home, even if you wish they were.
* Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.
* I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.
* Some cause happiness wherever they go. Others whenever they go.
* There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.
* I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not sure.
* When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water.
* You're never too old to learn something stupid.
* Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
* A bus is a vehicle that runs twice as fast when you are after it as when you are in it.
* If you are supposed to learn from your mistakes, why do some people have more than one child?
* Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
So, I hope you have a good day. If you didn't, why not??
Don't eat bugs.
Love, Me.
A "paraprosdokian" is a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to reframe or reinterpret the first part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect.
* Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
* I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car. ehhh....I've heard this one. :-p
* The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.
* Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
* If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.
* We never really grow up; we only learn how to act in public.
* War does not determine who is right -- only who is left.
* Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
* The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
* Evening news is where they begin with "Good evening," and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.
* To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.
* A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. My desk is a work station.
* How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
* Dolphins are so smart that within a few weeks of captivity, they can train people to stand on the very edge of the pool and throw them fish.
* I thought I wanted a career; turns out I just wanted pay checks.
* A bank is a place that will lend you money if you can prove that you don't need it.
* Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says "If an emergency, notify:" I put "DOCTOR."
* I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.
* Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
* Why do Americans choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?
* Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.
* A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
* You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.
* The voices in my head may not be real, but they have some good ideas!
* Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won't expect it back.
* A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you will look forward to the trip.
* Hospitality: making your guests feel like they're at home, even if you wish they were.
* Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.
* I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.
* Some cause happiness wherever they go. Others whenever they go.
* There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.
* I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not sure.
* When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water.
* You're never too old to learn something stupid.
* Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
* A bus is a vehicle that runs twice as fast when you are after it as when you are in it.
* If you are supposed to learn from your mistakes, why do some people have more than one child?
* Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
So, I hope you have a good day. If you didn't, why not??
Don't eat bugs.
Love, Me.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
The Road Less Traveled...and Loved Along the Way...
I didn't do all that I "should have"...
I'm not saying I did wrong;
It's just when opportunity came up-
I couldn't pass along.
I woke a little earlier
And with that extra time
Said to my younger brother,
"Happy birthday, friend of mine."
I walked along at campus
And on my way to class,
Was sprayed by a stray sprinkler
That wasn't on the grass.
I could have scoffed, I chose to laugh,
And walked with higher step,
(Though hard to do, I must admit
With a textbook along with HEP)
I ate outside, enjoyed the sun-
Who knows how long She's there?
The leaves on all the tree's'll be gone,
With Winter in the air.
I used that bit of money
You know, my little spare?
And with it bought a present
For my brother, with such care.
My sister and I sang all the way home,
With the windows rolled way down,
You could tell we both were tired,
But we sang out for the town.
I played a little tune
With my brother oh so fun.
(We played a little harder
When out the window we'd see someone.) ;-)
And then tonight, at not quite nine
My homework yet to start,
My little sister comes to my side,
And tugs upon my heart.
So side by side, we sit and read
For "just a minute more..."
She snuggles by my arm, and heeds
My every word in store.
I did some homework; I read some books
I didn't finish, though...
But I'd never trade a day of books
For what I learned at home.
You can always gain more knowledge.
You can always buy more stuff.
But there's one thing you can't make up for-
It's for loving not enough.
That's why I chose my family
Over something, though important, yes.
Though I enjoy learning dearly,
I love my loved ones best.
It's late at night, it's time for bed
I know there's more to do.
But I have one question: With days like this...
What would you choose to do?
I'm not saying I did wrong;
It's just when opportunity came up-
I couldn't pass along.
I woke a little earlier
And with that extra time
Said to my younger brother,
"Happy birthday, friend of mine."
I walked along at campus
And on my way to class,
Was sprayed by a stray sprinkler
That wasn't on the grass.
I could have scoffed, I chose to laugh,
And walked with higher step,
(Though hard to do, I must admit
With a textbook along with HEP)
I ate outside, enjoyed the sun-
Who knows how long She's there?
The leaves on all the tree's'll be gone,
With Winter in the air.
I used that bit of money
You know, my little spare?
And with it bought a present
For my brother, with such care.
My sister and I sang all the way home,
With the windows rolled way down,
You could tell we both were tired,
But we sang out for the town.
I played a little tune
With my brother oh so fun.
(We played a little harder
When out the window we'd see someone.) ;-)
And then tonight, at not quite nine
My homework yet to start,
My little sister comes to my side,
And tugs upon my heart.
So side by side, we sit and read
For "just a minute more..."
She snuggles by my arm, and heeds
My every word in store.
I did some homework; I read some books
I didn't finish, though...
But I'd never trade a day of books
For what I learned at home.
You can always gain more knowledge.
You can always buy more stuff.
But there's one thing you can't make up for-
It's for loving not enough.
That's why I chose my family
Over something, though important, yes.
Though I enjoy learning dearly,
I love my loved ones best.
It's late at night, it's time for bed
I know there's more to do.
But I have one question: With days like this...
What would you choose to do?
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
A Word of Advice...
Fruitless: adj. 1)Unsuccessful 2)Lacking or not bearing fruit 3)Doing (or trying to do) homework past 10:00 at night.
Just thought you'd like to know. :-p And, sometimes it seems fruitless to attempt to achieve some things in life, because people say so. Do we believe them? ...sadly, a lot of the time, yes. My challenge to you?...
...Don't.
Prove to them what they thought impossible, and to yourself that you can rise up and do great things. I firmly believe that NOTHING is impossible. If it were, you wouldn't be able to think of it, right?
(I'm a girl (Win #1), I am Jenna (Win #2), so of course I am right. Isn't that relieving?) ;-)
Now, logical and probable are slightly different, but that's a little too deep for tonight.
Moral of said story?
You can do hard things. Nothing is impossible. You. Are. Special. "No one said life would be easy. But it was the Mormons that thought to bring food along and make it a picnic." ;-) Make the best of your situation; it's the one you've got, so you might as well.
Be good, Stay in school, Be nice to others, Don't eat bugs. All that jazz.
Love, Me.
Just thought you'd like to know. :-p And, sometimes it seems fruitless to attempt to achieve some things in life, because people say so. Do we believe them? ...sadly, a lot of the time, yes. My challenge to you?...
...Don't.
Prove to them what they thought impossible, and to yourself that you can rise up and do great things. I firmly believe that NOTHING is impossible. If it were, you wouldn't be able to think of it, right?
(I'm a girl (Win #1), I am Jenna (Win #2), so of course I am right. Isn't that relieving?) ;-)
Now, logical and probable are slightly different, but that's a little too deep for tonight.
Moral of said story?
You can do hard things. Nothing is impossible. You. Are. Special. "No one said life would be easy. But it was the Mormons that thought to bring food along and make it a picnic." ;-) Make the best of your situation; it's the one you've got, so you might as well.
Be good, Stay in school, Be nice to others, Don't eat bugs. All that jazz.
Love, Me.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
A Moment's Q & A...
Ever wondered "WHY??"
No specific question. Just, Why?
....my answer?
...Because. :) Because, My child, because.
Then, I remember. Oh. That's why.
Then I move on.
Love, Me.
No specific question. Just, Why?
....my answer?
...Because. :) Because, My child, because.
Then, I remember. Oh. That's why.
Then I move on.
Love, Me.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
First week of BYU...
After starting my first week at Brigham Young University, I've come to this conclusion.
Learning is Heavy.
The classes, though fun and exciting, are hard, campus is large, but becoming more familiar, the air is just beginning to cool off. I know this because it's cooler in the mornings on my way to school, and brightly warm during the day in between classes. That, plus books, and the enormous responsibility placed on students, and I have come to the very pointed conclusion that Learning is Heavy. :-p
I was standing in line with my older sister Karra waiting to buy my 271 pounds of books, waiting to empty my wallet of about that much money......and became very much grateful for air conditioning. That and scholarships, which I have been extremely lucky to have. College is expensive. And, me, as smart as I am, am taking...16 credits? Plus, starting next week I'll be teaching eight or so lessons during the course of the week. Ps. the earliest I'm getting home is around four. If I were to give you a list of words to choose from in describing me and my schedule, here they are: Busy, Insane, Busy, Tired, Jenna, and Blonde. Hair color is still the same lightish-brown/red/blonde it's is, but mentally I still have my blonde moments. And I'm not trying to complain, I'm just stating that this is A LOT of work...
The first day of classes I had two: American Heritage at 11 and Intro to Archaeology at 2. Two classes. I, being smart walked around campus with my backpack on during part of the break, and so when I got home I was exhausted, in part also because of the new endeaver I'd just undertaken. Then what do I do? ...go on a longish bike ride with some of my family....
...you can see the obvious trend of smarts I'm using. :-p
The next day I had four classes, starting with Book of Mormon at 10, Strengthening Marriage and Family Life 12-1:25, Psychology 111 from 1:35-3, and then University Chorale 4-5:30. Strangely, I did much better with Tuesday's schedule than I did Monday. Huh. I was still tired, mind you, but not to the point I was on Monday. Tuesday, however, I added an extra few pounds (very noticable) to my backpack, as I've started taking HEP, my laptop to class for notes. (Henry Victor Peterson, hp or Hep for short.)
But it's fun to see people on campus that I know. It's funny to see people I haven't seen in a long time there, too...
Everyone says they hated American Heritage while they took it, but afterwards appreciated it. I...actually enjoy it right now....perhaps that's because we've had all of one lecture so far, but hey. Whatever works, right? ;-) It's gonna be a lot of work, I know, but for now, I'm glad to appreciate it...
One of my favorite parts about this week...haha, occured at home, kind of. Thursday night I was just so wound up from everything, I got my black and white shoulder bag, told my mom where I'd be, and set off on a walk around the block. The irony is that I walk around all day at campus, with a load on my back, so the last thing I should want to do is walk, right?
This kind of walking is nice, though. I find that no matter what, if I've had a long day, vigorous physical activity or not, a walk of some length around the block where I don't have to think is nice. I usually go later in the evening, in between 8:30 and 9ish...and depending on my mood the length and route varies. This night, it was simply around the block, and very happily with no shoes on. Not even flip flops- I like to feel the warmth of the pavement, however, it's sadly becoming cooler as the months wear on... Another nice thing, though I deeply miss the spectacular sunsets that clouds brought; I'm seeing the stars more. Mars is particularily close, and bright, and is usually the first far-off light I'll notice, but then I glance again, and the whole expanse of sky is sprinkled with these loving lights of the atmosphere. All at once, my breath stops, and so does my step, and I'll stand, and just LOOK, just gaze at the wonders in the heavens. Time has a way of creating different beauties to captivate and fulfill us, so we can appreciate where we're at. The cool and alert breeze that accompanies the sun rising over the mountains in the morning, the way the sunlight sets leaves and air alike with a living light in the morning as well, a stillness in the middle of the day, the heat, the smell of the day in the evening, sunsets, lights, stars, everything...
I hope, that if nothing else, I'll do as one of my professors counseled, to "learn to love learning for the sake of learning, and [allow] everything else [to] fall into place."
For, that's what life's really about, right?
I hope you all good days, and wish you the best wherever you are in life, and wherever it's taking you. Keep in touch, okay? It's nice to hear what's happening with you all...
Much love,
Love, Me.
Learning is Heavy.
The classes, though fun and exciting, are hard, campus is large, but becoming more familiar, the air is just beginning to cool off. I know this because it's cooler in the mornings on my way to school, and brightly warm during the day in between classes. That, plus books, and the enormous responsibility placed on students, and I have come to the very pointed conclusion that Learning is Heavy. :-p
I was standing in line with my older sister Karra waiting to buy my 271 pounds of books, waiting to empty my wallet of about that much money......and became very much grateful for air conditioning. That and scholarships, which I have been extremely lucky to have. College is expensive. And, me, as smart as I am, am taking...16 credits? Plus, starting next week I'll be teaching eight or so lessons during the course of the week. Ps. the earliest I'm getting home is around four. If I were to give you a list of words to choose from in describing me and my schedule, here they are: Busy, Insane, Busy, Tired, Jenna, and Blonde. Hair color is still the same lightish-brown/red/blonde it's is, but mentally I still have my blonde moments. And I'm not trying to complain, I'm just stating that this is A LOT of work...
The first day of classes I had two: American Heritage at 11 and Intro to Archaeology at 2. Two classes. I, being smart walked around campus with my backpack on during part of the break, and so when I got home I was exhausted, in part also because of the new endeaver I'd just undertaken. Then what do I do? ...go on a longish bike ride with some of my family....
...you can see the obvious trend of smarts I'm using. :-p
The next day I had four classes, starting with Book of Mormon at 10, Strengthening Marriage and Family Life 12-1:25, Psychology 111 from 1:35-3, and then University Chorale 4-5:30. Strangely, I did much better with Tuesday's schedule than I did Monday. Huh. I was still tired, mind you, but not to the point I was on Monday. Tuesday, however, I added an extra few pounds (very noticable) to my backpack, as I've started taking HEP, my laptop to class for notes. (Henry Victor Peterson, hp or Hep for short.)
But it's fun to see people on campus that I know. It's funny to see people I haven't seen in a long time there, too...
Everyone says they hated American Heritage while they took it, but afterwards appreciated it. I...actually enjoy it right now....perhaps that's because we've had all of one lecture so far, but hey. Whatever works, right? ;-) It's gonna be a lot of work, I know, but for now, I'm glad to appreciate it...
One of my favorite parts about this week...haha, occured at home, kind of. Thursday night I was just so wound up from everything, I got my black and white shoulder bag, told my mom where I'd be, and set off on a walk around the block. The irony is that I walk around all day at campus, with a load on my back, so the last thing I should want to do is walk, right?
This kind of walking is nice, though. I find that no matter what, if I've had a long day, vigorous physical activity or not, a walk of some length around the block where I don't have to think is nice. I usually go later in the evening, in between 8:30 and 9ish...and depending on my mood the length and route varies. This night, it was simply around the block, and very happily with no shoes on. Not even flip flops- I like to feel the warmth of the pavement, however, it's sadly becoming cooler as the months wear on... Another nice thing, though I deeply miss the spectacular sunsets that clouds brought; I'm seeing the stars more. Mars is particularily close, and bright, and is usually the first far-off light I'll notice, but then I glance again, and the whole expanse of sky is sprinkled with these loving lights of the atmosphere. All at once, my breath stops, and so does my step, and I'll stand, and just LOOK, just gaze at the wonders in the heavens. Time has a way of creating different beauties to captivate and fulfill us, so we can appreciate where we're at. The cool and alert breeze that accompanies the sun rising over the mountains in the morning, the way the sunlight sets leaves and air alike with a living light in the morning as well, a stillness in the middle of the day, the heat, the smell of the day in the evening, sunsets, lights, stars, everything...
I hope, that if nothing else, I'll do as one of my professors counseled, to "learn to love learning for the sake of learning, and [allow] everything else [to] fall into place."
For, that's what life's really about, right?
I hope you all good days, and wish you the best wherever you are in life, and wherever it's taking you. Keep in touch, okay? It's nice to hear what's happening with you all...
Much love,
Love, Me.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Five Years
Five years.
Five years ago today I was throwing up so bad I was passing out.
Five years ago I was so sick the doctor couldn't get a blood pressure.
Five years ago I was put on my first heart monitor, which saved my life.
Five years ago I was loaded onto an emergency helicoptor and flown to the Children's Hospital in Salt Lake.
Five years ago tonight my heart stopped. I was equipped with a device that would send a bolt of electricity though my body whenever this happened, in hopes of starting it again. It hurt so bad I wanted to cry, but would pass out before I got the chance...
Five years ago my body all but shut down. Machines were taking over, fruitlessly... my skin hurt so bad...
Five years ago I had a ventilator that breathed for me. I would get so thirsty...
Five years ago I had so many lines and IV's I couldn't count them all. Course, I would fall asleep from medication mid-sentence...
Five years ago I had a 17% chance of surviving the night...
Five years ago I was being prepped for a short transfer between buildings for an operation, the distance, though short, the doctors didn't expect me to make...
Five years ago my family and I witnessed a miracle.
Five years ago...I lived. I beat the odds. I started to get better...
Five years ago I was out of the hospital after 13 days.
Five years ago I was winded after walking up a couple of stairs, and could only go to one or two classes at school a day.
Five years ago I struggled emotionally at school while being in a wheelchair, and being called a "cripple".
Five years ago I was walking, though slowly, to all of my classes by the end of the year.
Five years ago I experienced a life-changing miracle...
...and I'm alive to tell about it, Today.
Miracles exist.
Love, Me.
Five years ago today I was throwing up so bad I was passing out.
Five years ago I was so sick the doctor couldn't get a blood pressure.
Five years ago I was put on my first heart monitor, which saved my life.
Five years ago I was loaded onto an emergency helicoptor and flown to the Children's Hospital in Salt Lake.
Five years ago tonight my heart stopped. I was equipped with a device that would send a bolt of electricity though my body whenever this happened, in hopes of starting it again. It hurt so bad I wanted to cry, but would pass out before I got the chance...
Five years ago my body all but shut down. Machines were taking over, fruitlessly... my skin hurt so bad...
Five years ago I had a ventilator that breathed for me. I would get so thirsty...
Five years ago I had so many lines and IV's I couldn't count them all. Course, I would fall asleep from medication mid-sentence...
Five years ago I had a 17% chance of surviving the night...
Five years ago I was being prepped for a short transfer between buildings for an operation, the distance, though short, the doctors didn't expect me to make...
Five years ago my family and I witnessed a miracle.
Five years ago...I lived. I beat the odds. I started to get better...
Five years ago I was out of the hospital after 13 days.
Five years ago I was winded after walking up a couple of stairs, and could only go to one or two classes at school a day.
Five years ago I struggled emotionally at school while being in a wheelchair, and being called a "cripple".
Five years ago I was walking, though slowly, to all of my classes by the end of the year.
Five years ago I experienced a life-changing miracle...
...and I'm alive to tell about it, Today.
Miracles exist.
Love, Me.
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