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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Wed, 09 May 2007 19:54:28 GMT

Today was a perfect day. I love perfect days -- they make me feel so warm and fuzzy inside. Rachel and Will came over yesterday and spent the night so today Rachel stayed and painted with me. It's such a wonderful feeling to stand in front of a canvas almost all day without any pressing assignments to complete. :) The weather outside was nice and breazy, so we had all the windows open. I always paint better when the weather is nice (not quite sure why). So anyway, I've almost finished my 2 year old reproduction of a girl in a field of flowers by Waterhouse (this goes on my record of oil paintings nearing completion). Rachel, on the other hand, has just about finished this enormouse portrait that took her all of three painting sessions. I used to try and catch up to her, but now I've reconciled myself to being a slow painter for the rest of my painting days. On that happy note...

2 more days until another sister gets married.

20 days until we take off for Europe.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Sun, 25 Feb 2007 19:51:00 GMT

The night before last, I saw one of the best films I've seen in ages (at the theater)! It was Amazing Grace and it was amazing! I left so inspired. *Sigh of satisfaction* I would tell you all the pros and cons...however being entirely and wholly unbiased, I would tell you that there weren't any cons and then Id give most of the story away to those who have not seen it yet. So, yes I will refrain from giving you all my comments and inspired babblings (for now). If you haven't seen it and you like historical films (or even if you don't) I'd definitely recommend it. :)

So, just as my bubble of hope for snow was mercilessly popped by the weather reporters, low and behold! It snowed! I woke up this morning and looked out the window, mistaking what I saw for fog (yes, I'm that brilliant. But hey, I didn't have my contacts in...) Then, when I realized what it was, I was happy for the rest of the day. We had devotions at home and then had this glorious snowball fight. And just as the action subsided and Deborah, thinking that she was safe, lay on the snow in blissful contemplation, I saw an opportunity and couldn't help myself so I took it. I got a nice sized snowball and... hit my target. ;) Then feeling very self-satisfied I ran all the way home -- with Deborah at my heels. Then I got to shovel the driveway.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Tue, 13 Feb 2007 17:22:32 GMT

Right now, as I am waiting for the sun to set (so all the sweet, benevolent children outside will get tired of throwing iceballs at each other and passersby thus vacating the street so that the Laura can have her nightly prowl) I thought of all the people in the world that love me and thought also that they might be wondering when I will post and I also thought that I would not keep them waiting and just post already. Yes, I thought quite alot... And now my head hurts (a symptom that I suffer from time to time, namely when I think). There, I posted something. Now it is dark, dusk is upon us, and I am going outside (bwa ha ha ha).

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Thu, 25 Jan 2007 11:13:48 GMT

Deb: Laura, what's a word for plunder, pillage that doesn't begin with a "p"?

Laura: Vanquish?

Deb: No, I think it starts with an "s".

Laura: ...Loot?

Deb: Yes!

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Sun, 24 Dec 2006 21:27:10 GMT

Today we went to church and sat and listened to a really long sermon. But this really long sermon is unlike usual really long sermon because it was really good. So I was happy.

We went home and had Wichel for lunch. I mean Wichel came over and we did eat. We ate with Wichel. But this was after Deb and I zoom zoomed off to run some quick errands and everyone had a panic attack because we were gone for 1hr and 30 mns. Just as we were walking out of Safeway, Dad was walking towards the store. hehe oops.

Then we all exchanged presents (yay) and piled on the couch to watch....Charlie Brown! I of course was very exited because I've never seen Charlie Brown before if you can believe it. Yes, I was very deprived. But now that's all better because we watched Charlie Brown Christmas, It's Christmas Again Charlie Brown, and Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving. Merry Christmas everyone!

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Wed, 13 Dec 2006 07:59:11 GMT

So today was pretty much a Clouseau day for me -- me being Clouseau. Basically from when I woke up, things just fell into my lap that I couldn't have deserved less. I got up at 6:00, reset the alarm for 7:00, and went back to bed. Woke up at 7:00 and checked my email. Now a smart person would have thought, "It's Friday, that means piano lesson at 10:00 and English essay due at 2:00 and French class at 1:15 -- wait a minute, bit of a conflict here..." However, that's not how my thought process works for the first 24 hours upon awaking. This is pretty much how it went. "-------" Anyway, you get the idea.

I made it to piano on time and realized, with a guilty knot in my stomach, that I had not practiced that morning -- or the morning before that or -- I'll leave that too your imagination. "Oh dear." I was still blinking in shock on the drive home -- the lesson actually went well.

Then, in French class, my mic wasn't working, so I was off the hook there too. :)

I left the house at 3:52 to turn in a paper that was due at 4:00. My printer wasn't working. Again I had waited until the last minute to print the darn thing and I was late. I emailed the essay to myself and zoom zoomed to NOVA and when I got there... the computer labs were closed. Went to the office where the paper was due. Told her the truth -- well, part of it -- that my printer was down and could I still submit my essay. An angel who was working next door to the computer lab let us in, I printed my essay and turned it in half an hour late!

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Wed, 06 Dec 2006 10:35:27 GMT

It just occured to me -- does my page look to goth? Because if it does, that's totally not the look I'm going for. Please let me know. :)

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Tue, 05 Dec 2006 19:05:13 GMT

December 5th

So, nothing much today : I got up late and did math homework (which I haven't finished yet hehe), had a short lived practicing session on the piano which I left steaming with frustration, registered at NOVA for English, and taught four piano lessons -- which is why I'm not going to talk about what I did today. ;)

December 2nd was my 18th birthday, so Wichel came over! And we cut down a tree! A Christmas tree to be specific. And that was lots of fun. Naturally, Deb and I goofed off with the camera to be true to our crazy spontaneous selves. But you cannot see the pictures, because they're too embarrasingly typical of us. The tree farm we went to was out near Casanova where we used to live so it was nice to be out there again. Brings back memories. Then Will found a bin ful of...candy canes! and he asked the Christmas tree guy if we could have some. A moment of silence. Then the Christmas tree guy decided that Will was actually serious and answered, "Ya, sure. One for each of the kids." The girls and I blinked, not sure if he meant no, because of course we're definately not kids. hehe But then, Will interpreted for us and got the candy. yay! It's been years since I've had a candy cane, so naturally I got the warm and fuzzies as I contemplatively sucked on my candy as we drove home. Then, I saw a sun dog or sundog -- however you spell it -- for the 1st time! Then I got the warm and fuzzies again.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Thu, 23 Nov 2006 17:40:47 GMT

I Sang of Leaves

Lirnen lassion, laurië lassion ar laurië lassi tuianer:
súrio lirnen, súrë utúlië ar súyanes olwassen.
Anar pella, Isil pella, Eärë falastanë,
ar mi Ilmarino hresta Alda laurëa ortanë.
Oiosinyëo nu eleni mi Eldamar cacálala,
mi Eldamar, Tiriono ara rambar Eldaiva.
Laurelassi lohtier andavë et olwava yénillon,
nan Alatairë pella sinomë sí Eldanier lantëar.
A Lóriendë! Sí Hrívë utúlië, Arë helda lassevalta;
lantëar lassi celumenna ar síra Sírë oar.
A Lóriendë! Fárië yéni mi Falas Sina amárien,
ar fifírula rië irícien laurëa elanarnen.
Nan ciryaron sí liruvan, quí tuluva nir cirya,
i cirya i nyë atacoluva ter Eärë allanda?

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Thu, 23 Nov 2006 17:37:25 GMT