Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

11.07.2011

it's beautiful.



life is beautiful. it's beautiful when the trees blow in the wind and it's beautiful when it's the perfect temperature to sit on your porch in a blanket and drink tea.  it's beautiful when the perfect song comes on or when you can sleep in past eight or when someone beautiful says your name or when you can't stop laughing.  life is beautiful when you achieve your goals, when you get something new, when you drive through the canyon.  life is always beautiful.  it's beautiful when you learn from a mistake or when you begin believing in yourself.  it's beautiful when you write something you love or read something of value.  life is beautiful when you understand something at school so well you can teach it to someone else.  it's beautiful when you decorate your christmas tree, when you ride your bike to the mailbox, when you have mail from someone you've been looking forward to hearing from.  it's beautiful when you take a nice picture, when someone gives you a compliment, when it's cuddle weather.  life's beautiful when you eat cake or go swimming, and life's beautiful when your hair actually works.  it's beautiful when you have red nails and red lipstick.  life is beautiful when you finish your homework, get an a on an assignment, drop a hard class.  life is beautiful when you help people, when you spend time with your family.  it's beautiful when you're with your best friend in the car and it's silent. and not awkward.  life is beautiful in every way. life isn't made in how much money we make, how many cars we have, or even the grades and test scores we get.  life is made in every breath, every shooting star, every daydream and every whisper.  life is made in the smile of a little boy, and in the dreams of your average human being.  we make our own life; one block, one smile, one laugh, one thought at a time.  it's not what you're given, it's what you choose to do with what you're given.

life. it's beautiful.

b.

10.30.2011

a decision.


i just returned from the most amazing recruiting trip of my entire life.  people always say, "when you visit the school you're supposed to go to, you'll know. oh goodness how true it is.  i was so nervous about making my college choice, but everything fell together perfectly.
so all you student-athletes, you'll know. keep looking.
both of my options are amazing schools, but i'm so glad i picked the one that's right for me.

my favorite things about the university of utah: {by brittani}
1. the team.  i have never seen a college team more tight-knit.  they do everything together and are such great friends.  i adore the friend atmosphere at the u.  also, i've never seen a team that takes the term "swimming and diving" seriously.  the u truly is a swimming and diving team. the swimmers and divers do everything together, which really adds a new element to the swim team.  i love it.
2. the coaches.  the coaches are amazing.  it's a really young coaching staff, but they all have amazing amounts of experience and knowledge concerning swimming. i love the coaching staffs' dedication to the team.  they will do everything in their power to give every swimmer all the opportunities possible to achieve their goals.
3. the coaching's vision.  i feel like a lot of colleges only really look at your fastest time; the university of utah does not.  the u looks at many different factors: they look for your consistency, they look at your potential.  i love their vision. that is something i need in my coaching: coaches who have high goals for me, coaches who will help me accomplish them.
4.  campus.  oh heavens, could the campus be more beautiful? it's definitely the most beautiful campus i've ever been to.  the atmosphere is so fun, the buildings are so awesome, and it's only thirty minutes away from home which means my family can come visit me and come to my swim meets.  
5. academics.  while at the university of utah, i c ompletely changed my major. i went polar opposite, actually.  journalism to oncology. the university of utah school of medicine is one of the best medical schools in the country, and i get to learn there! i'm so lucky.
6. everything about it.  i cannot think of one thing i don't like about this school.  it is perfect for me, and i couldn't be more thrilled to be a part of it all!
go utes!

b.

10.02.2011

on my mind.


there's a lot on my mind today. then again, when isn't there a lot on my mind? do you want to know what i'm thinking about? (you probably don't care, but just go with me on this one.) okay then, i'll tell you.

i'm thinking about this owl on the top of my post, and how the reason i put it there was because it reminds me of my little brothers. i love my little brothers so much, like an insanely indescribable amount. so much that i could never imagine loving anything more than those two boys.

i'm thinking about how today was a really good day. i think besides me being a terrible sport when i got destroyed in monopoly by a boy who didn't even know how to play (and i mean destroyed. like embarrassingly), i am kind of getting back to myself again, cause i haven't really been myself lately. who really knows why.

i'm thinking about how i made fun of a girl today. maybe it was in my head, maybe i shared it with my best friend, either way, it was mean, and i feel really bad about it.  i mean, it's definitely not my business how many boys she kisses and how many missionaries she proclaims to have. i don't have the right to talk bad about her, cause maybe she's actually a really good person.

i'm thinking about how weird things are lately. i'm going on a recruiting trip this weekend to my top choice college and i'm possibly going to sign with them next week if i think it feels right.  it's so strange to have this sort of control (not saying i really have much control, i just like to think that, maybe). but i like the feeling. having someone important know who i am and want me.  it definitely makes me feel special knowing that a school so many people get rejected from is paying for me to go up and visit them. i like it. i also giggle every time i think about it because for sixteen years of my life, i promised myself i would never, under any circumstance, go to that college because of "family loyalties". it's funny because i would kill to go to this school now, and it's weird because my family is behind me every single step of the way.

i'm thinking about everything, really.  i'm thinking about my uncle with brain cancer who i really hope will get better soon.  i'm thinking about the cliche "loving" of cats in the blogging, indie community.  i'm sorry everyone, really, but i kind of hate cats.  i'm a dog lover, shoot me. i'm thinking about the empty feeling i get whenever i hear "on my mind" because i know who gave that track to me, and i know he's gone, probably forever. and i'm thinking about how i don't like that. not at all.  i'm thinking about how long this post is, and the harsh reality that nobody's really going to read this and that, in all reality, it's only for my personal sanity.  i'm thinking about the stressful things in life like, how am i going to pay for college and remain un-anorexic at the same time? and, how are things going to end up? who am i going to be, and how am i going to be it? i'm thinking about blinking caution cones and poop in a bag lit on fire. (sidenote: if you ever get a flaming paper bag on your front porch, do not stomp it out. if you do, you will have melted poop on your shoe. there you go, fair warning.) i'm thinking about how everyone tries to be different by being the same, and i am thinking about a conversation i had about this with someone i really care about, and i remember his responses really bugging me. looking back, they were good answers.  i am thinking about how i should have taken advantage of something in my past, and how i really should have treated it differently, and how that is one of my biggest regrets because i don't know if i can ever fix the damage i've caused.

i'm just thinking, i guess. about everything and everything.

my only resolution: i'm going to be writing a kick-butt letter tomorrow.

"the darkness falls, the shadows break, and the dawn returns, and even then i can't explain how deep it burns, let your thoughts release the cold, and you'll find the body's younger than the soul. i've been known to take my time, i've been told that i'm alright, i don't know if i'm your kind, all i know is that you are... you're on my mind."


b.

7.12.2011

what a beautiful mess i'm in.


today is one of those days where nothing in specifically wonderful happened, but it was all perfect and  beautiful.  every single crazy moment was wonderful. 

it was beautiful when.

1. every child in my last swim lesson was jumping in against my will... but one little boy swam all the way across for the first time.

2. i kept getting 15.1's at practice and finally pulled a 14.4.

3. i was driving home when a wasp flew in my car and up my shorts and stung my bum 4 times... but my family all laughed and laughed when i got home at the sight i made jumping out of my car and taking off my shorts in the middle of the road.

4. when i went to my pal's house and he hadn't showered yet, so i hung out with his wonderful, beautiful family.

life's a beautiful mess i've determined.  nothing ever goes perfectly as planned, but in the end, it's all just that, perfect.  the entire experience is what makes the end or the destination so wonderful.  we can't expect life to go perfectly.  we have our rough spots. everyone gets their hearts broken, everybody fails a test, everybody falls down and makes an idiot out of themselves. the important thing is that when we get our hearts broken, we move on; when we fail a test, we study harder next time; when we fall down and make an idiot out of ourself, we get up and take a bow.  what makes this life beautiful is the reactions we have to the circumstances we are faced with.  what we choose is what makes or breaks our happiness.  i believe this with every single part of me.  

life... is a beautiful mess.  i couldn't ask for anything better.

b.

7.09.2011

things that make me terribly happy.

(in the style of taza)



1. my family. why? they always love me. even when i'm all over the place... like i usually am.
2. kyle. why? he's loves me for me.  he's real and doesn't hold me back. he is protective and kind and sweet. he cares about me and takes care of me. he is just my kyle.
3. swimming. why? swimming is indescribable.  i wouldn't be me without it.  ...and i am an overachiever...
4. piano. why? because piano lets me show my emotion. it is a limitless form of art that i adore.  i love finally getting that one hard scale right, or finishing a song and playing the masterpiece all together.  i love it when people listen and are touched by the beauty streaming from the piano.  i love feeling it, i love playing it.
5. art. why? most people don't know i'm an art nut.  i always have been.  i try to keep it to myself because there are so many better artists out there and in all honesty, they intimidate me.  my great-grandma rene is an amazing artist, and every time i see her paintings i get a little closer to coming out of my shell.  i absolutely love art.  i love the creativity behind it, i love the feeling of a paintbrush in my hand... there's just something about art that i adore.
6. music. why? because music is one of the only things you can't fake in life.  you either adore it or you don't like it at all.  i love the pure honesty of music. you always know what's on someone's mind by the music they listen to. ...cause without you things go hazy...
7.  paper cranes.  why? i don't really know. but i have some deep obsessive adoration for these little origami creatures.
8. the number 8. why? it's always been my lucky number.
9. soft blankets. when they smell like the washer. why? it's the best feeling to cuddle up in a soft blanket. especially if it's with someone special. 
10. writing. why? i can't believe i didn't remember this earlier in my list! i love to write. absolutely love to write.  i love every single thing about writing. (except writers' block. but that's not the point)

so there you have it.  a couple things that make me absolutely, terribly happy.  life's good isn't it?

life in general... makes me terribly happy.

b.

5.21.2011

emily brown.




last night i attended an emily brown concert.  to say she is one of the most inspirational and moving musical artists of all time would be an understatement.  she was amazing, unreal, pristine... for one night, emily brown was my supreme role model. 

if you haven't heard of her, go listen.  all her songs are definitely recommended for the enriching of the human soul.

There are only so many ways 

That I can tell you I love you 
Without telling you I love you 

And I have reached the limit of days 
That I can tell you I love you 
Without telling you I love you 

I give up 
I'll be blunt- 
You're all I need and you are everything I want 
Is this real? 
Would you know? 
All you gotta do is hold your breath and close your eyes and plug your nose 
And take the plunge 

There are only so many times 
That I can think that I love you 
Without blurting out "I love you!" 
And I am on the self-drawn line 
I do believe that I love you 
And I need it, I love you 

I give up 
I don't care 
'Cause when you're here I breathe you in like you're the air 
Is this truth? 
We'll find out 
'Cause I don't think this is what life is all about 
Living lost 

I give up 
I need you 
When you're not here, I don't know how to make it through 
You're my sun 
You're my sky 
The funniest thing is that I'm just discovering why 
I could die


b.