You are currently browsing the monthly archive for January 2007.

Yesterday was absolutely amazing! Let me tell you about it.

It was a quiet day, we had church and went for a walk, the usual stuff. I wanted to finish reading a book, so I went in my room and was kind of dozing and reading and being lazy for quite a while. Mom knocked on my door and said that dinner was ready, so I wandered out, and she asked me to go get her apron out of the rec room because she forgot it there. Still a little sleepy, I moseyed through the computer room and didn’t immediately see the apron. However, I did see several people, namely Sarah, Luke, Paula, Donald, and Kiki, all from CU. They were calmly sitting there, and I was convinced I must have fallen asleep reading and this was a dream. They didn’t yell “surprise!” or anything; they were acting like this was completely normal, grinning like cheshire cats. I said something like, “But this really isn’t possible!” and Paula handed me a small balloon, all of which was surreal enough that I thought maybe I was still dreaming. Sarah offered to punch me, though, so I figured it was probably real by then. Apparently Mom and Sarah had been planning this for a couple weeks, and had finagled the whole thing brilliantly. Faith and Matt came after a little while too, after I had gotten over most of my dumb-foundedness. Mom had enough food for an army squirreled away in various places (so I wouldn’t see), even food that Faith could eat, and we all had a wonderful dinner and ran outside and did archery and flipped fences and ran down to the beaver pond and looked at the stars and had an absolutely glorious time. We came back and had dessert and talked and played Mafia and Gracie got hugs from everyone, I think. It was all really too beautiful for words, and I’ve never ever been more surprised about anything. I knew I had good friends, but I didn’t realize they liked me that much (well, I knew Faith did) to drive all the way out here and everything, it was so sweet! Mom said that everything fell into place perfectly because I made it so easy to hide everything. I thought I was getting a cold so I was sleeping and being rather oblivious to my surroundings, apparently. Such a grand day!

Oh, and Sarah wrote a poem just for me! It’s beautiful, so I shall post it.

I wish to be a tree
For if I were
A child could climb in my branches
Getting lost in my world of winds
Worries sleeping in the music of my sway

I wish to be a tree
I would be noble
Head thrust back,
Forever drinking in the sky
On moon-sung nights, the wind
Would dance with me, sending all of me
My branches in wild throw.

I long to be a tree, mossy and green
Shaking my wild hair branches.

In winter, I bare my beauty to the world.
Some see me dead,
But I am slender and fair
Like a woman showing her white shoulders,
I am a bride of the sky.
She whitens my gown with snow.

I am tremendously honored and completely ecstatic!

Bookwise, not too much new, mainly reading absurd amounts of school work. However, I did finish Zanoni today. It was…eh. Moderately so-so. I’m hoping to finish up Idylls of the King (I left off on it about 20 books ago, and it’s calling my name) and start The Bell Jar sometime this week. Oh, I went through and looked at how many books I read in 2006 (yes, I list the books I read…), and it was 80 all told. 12 were over winter break, 28 over summer break, and the rest throughout the schoolyear. That’s frankly pretty shameful considering the volume of books I used to read, pre-college, but it’s pretty good considering the volume of other work I have, so I’m mixedly content.

I’ve finally had some interesting dreams lately! In one, it was a very solemn dream, and all of a sudden there was all this cat screeching in the middle of it, and my dream self was very puzzled, then my real self woke up and there were some cats fighting outside my window, so that explained it. In another dream, the whole CU crowd and I desperately need high explosives for some very good reason, so we went to Ashley (the suitemate who keeps locking us out of the bathroom), because apparently she had access to high-yield explosives. She got them to us, and we were concocting A Grand Scheme to blow up whatever it was, only I woke up before it actually exploded, so that was sad.

I almost wish I had thought of this, but then, I don’t live in Russia.
Speaking of Russia… I absolutely love the hedgehog’s voice. Juniper twigs.
This may be the best thing I have ever found on the internet. Although, as Ed says, one day that man just won’t get his head back.
Goes against all the laws of the known universe. *mumbles* I may have been on cuteoverload.com again, ok? So sue me.

I loved Hawkeye in the James Fenimore Cooper books and thought briefly about naming one of the horses that, but I dunno about naming a female cat Hawkeye…

Ok, I’m done!

I meant to write in this over a week ago and it…slipped my mind. Break was safely concluded! Danielle came down for a whole week from Wisconsin and we did hundreds of unbelievable things and took thousands of unbelievable pictures. We watched every M. Night Shyamalan movie, hiked EVERYWHERE, ate ice cream and played with Gracie and read and drew and listened to copious amounts of music. She met the CU crowd when she came with me to Christina’s wedding. The wedding was exquisite and went off without a hitch, which may have been the first wedding in my experience to do so. After Dani went home, I had a couple days before heading back to CU in which I packed and tackled all the piled-up work and hung out with Jason, my paratrooper buddy, who was deployed to Afghanistan today. Break was great, but about a million times too short. I had lots of wonderously witty things to write, but over all that time I’m afraid I forgot them, so you’ll just have to take my word for it that they were nice. 😛

It is lovely to be back at Campbell, in spite of the complete and utter lack of time. The very first night I got back, Faith called on the phone and said to look out the window, and there she was with Matthew! We went adventuring through a beautiful pine wood, and on the way back I wandered into the woods. Suddenly I looked up and there was a house! It was extremely old, with a vine grown across the door and trees right up to it. The window was broken and the curtain was blowing out of it in the moonlight. We crept up to it and shone a cell phone into the window. It appeared empty, but exceedingly dark and creepy. We joyously ran back to the dorm for flashlights and cameras and then climbed in through the window and explored thoroughly. We recorded the whole thing, which made for an auditorially interesting video but not a visually interesting one, since it’s so dark. Before classes started, we hiked like maniacs and read books and generally enjoyed ourselves and got all caught up.

It really is addictive. I got 18560, but wasted more time than I care to admit.

I may go mad this semester. I think it would be the practical thing to do. I have SO MUCH WORK! I would pull out my hair, but it’d take too long to grow back. I’m a wee bit concerned about it, in all seriousness, so we’ll see how it goes.

Books! I had to read Dragon Seed by Pearl S. Buck for Honors (History and Literature of the Vietnam War, so why are we reading about China? I know not.), and it was good. Not in the “this is my new favorite book!” good, but in the well-written, sometimes painful but always tactful and accruate kind of good. I think I’ll enjoy the discussion on it on Monday. Aside from that, I’m currently reading a bazillion text books and Zanoni, by Edward Buler, also known as Lord Lytton or occasionally Bulwer Lytton. This is all very confusing. Apparently he is a somewhat famous author, or was, in the academic circles. I feel like I should be wearing a ruffly blouse and sipping hot chocolate while I’m curled up in a twilit drawing room while I’m reading it. Why this is, I’m not entirely sure, but it has something to do with the incredibly flowery prose, doubtless.

Speaking of flowery prose, I have been writing again lately! Nothing very grand, but just twiddling around with some stories. I don’t really know what I’m doing or where I’m going, but it’s nice anyway. Oh, I forgot, The African Queen was not awesome, contrary to expectations. It was awesome in parts, but it had the most anticlimactic ending and the oddest plot ever. However, after that I read The Sky and the Forest by C.S. Forester as well, and that was a bit better. Still nowhere near Hornblower, though. Frankly, I’m a bit disappointed, Forester. After that Dani was here, so I read some books she brought, namely the visual companions to Firefly and Serenity. She bought me my very own Firefly dvds! I love that girl. I also read one of the Firefly comics, which was…interesting. I’m not a big comic person, but once in a very long time I like to read one just for kicks and giggles. I also read a young adult novel she brought called Define Normal which was better than most books of the genre are. I just gave up on Zorro completely and admitted defeat, it was too too horrible. Sorry, Allende.

I have rediscovered my love of many many movies lately. Of course, M. Night goes without saying, and while Dani was here we also saw other old favorites like Frequency, the Man From Snowy River movies (AMAZING riding, everyone should see those movies), and Les Miserables. We also saw The Librarian: Quest for the Spear, which I don’t particularly recommend. The beginning is cute and has lots of great literary jokes, but it goes downhill into terrifying amounts of cheesiness quite quickly. On the other hand, we saw Night at the Museum, which was quite funny and had only the good kind of cheese, so that was nice.

You seem to have stumbled upon a storytelling of ravens. Watch for falling collective nouns; you may find a wing of dragons or a charm of hummingbirds caught in your hair. Hardhats are recommended.

Follow me on Twitter

my read shelf:
Stephanie Ricker's book recommendations, liked quotes, book clubs, book trivia, book lists (read shelf)

A Storytelling