The day kate almost broke my finger...

This post goes out to Mardell Brown, who died last Tuesday.

She went to be with the Lord. A more amazing woman, I have never met.
She was a hero.

tempted by the sunrise, only and hour and a half away

You may be wondering why I'm awake at this killer hour in the morning. it's 4:20 am. The reason is that I'm dumb and young. Actually, the real reason is that I just read a book for over 6 hours straight and finished it. I realized that I had to be done with it by monday, so why not just finish it before the weekend got started?
Of course now I feel sick to my stomache.
It's so late,
and I think I might die of exhaustion.
But I'm young.
I can handle it.
I've got bags under my eyes,
they would hold a world of travel maps,
they're so big.

They really are. My mum came up and studied my face this morning, and said, "Oh dear, hunny, look at those bags under your eyes...you need more sleep."
And for some reason, now I'm happy about them. They prove that I finished that book (which I thought was neverending).
But now my body's telling me that I need sleep. --And that I'm stupid.

Au voir! Ashante!
(I'm fakin' that french, but I know Johnny M. would smile if he read it).

nw

the Feist show

These colors are attrocious.

Yes. That is the last straw. What was I thinking when I made my blog this color? It would be better to be white. Maybe they belong somewhere in the world...like on a Barbie, or a teddy bear, or somewhere where nobody can see it, but certainly not on a blog. At least not mine. The very feeling it gives me I despise. The real tragedy here is that I don't have any time to change it! I'm in need of sleep. I need to sleep away all those hours I spent at my classes and in Chorale. When I got home I grabbed some fast food (plain, soft flour tortilla shells...I have a facination with them) and some ice cold tea, and headed upstairs where I found a Rolling Stones magezine and my new favorites--Band of Horses. It is a fault of mine to not try something because "I don't think I'll like it". Band of Horses, for instance, was discovered by my brothers at the same time that they were (are) into bands like Animal Collective and The Fiery Furnaces. I immedietly thought that this band would be exactly like the others, not that there is anything so very wrong about those bands, but I just can't get into them very well. But I put B of H on my ipod, and I just put everything on my ipod because I have a ton of crazy space on it, and I barely know how to fill it up and I made it a point to try them out...and wala! I'm already beginning to memorize lyrics. So as I was saying, I put this band on, and it calmed me. Today was...rough on my pride. I'm used to having alot of friends wherever I go in school or church, or whatever. However, most of my friends in Mount Sophia graduated last year, and now that I'm taking classes there, I actually have to face the fact that I know not that many people. that. well. There are alot of people my age, but we only exchange short pleasantries like compliments on each other's clothing or hair. I went to my first class, and that was O.K. I met a girl named Matsy who had a neat look and cool freckles, and we talked a little with this other girl named Christy. After class was a little too awkward for me though, I had to stay there for another hour and a half before my next class started. I walked around thinking of what I could possibly do for lunch, and trying to find a nice sitting place where I could get some school work done. Someone I know named Stephen gave me a gingerbread cookie--that was my lunch, boys.

Not for this to be a pity letter or anything, I just want to let you know that this Weber is a dork. Ha! It's true. I knew it was coming. It's a shame, I'm going to have to get used to this new title...haha.

On a much cooler note, I'm going to see Feist on Friday. It should a holy goshen blast. And I hope you know that not all of this ranting-post was entirely serious.

Seventeen years ago, on the evening of September 1rst, my mom was painting.

At 3 or 4 am on September 2nd, I was born.

So,

Hello, Birthday.