Wednesday, 24 September 2008
Every week when i check my email i normally receive any where from 1 -6 emails from different mothers updating me on their missionary. This week i read an email from a friend serving in the South Africa Misison, he is very musically gifted and quite brilliant. He just recently wrote a poem that I think it pretty beautiful and I wanted to share it:
From under His continual gaze,
I pause and lift my weary head.
Confused, but yet not truly phazed,
I contemplate the blood he shed.
A sacrifice so full of grace
springs from a life lived perfectly.
Our Savior came to set the pace
and beckons now, "Come Follow Me."
I know, yet I obscure the path.
Why do I place my faith in men?
Resolved, refreshed, and realigned,
I raise my head and start again.
Posted by Reags at 13:49
Wednesday, 10 September 2008
I am super excited because 80's style is now IN style. I just love putting on those bright colors, walking onto campus and seeing fellow students flaunting the same brilliant colors. I have even gotten some looks from other students and their face is basically telling me, "i choose to respect your clothing options although i have no desire to wear salmon colored pants." I have learned alot from my retro cousin Taylor and with her help have just recently acid washed a pair of normal cute jeans. They are now a blotchy bleached pair of sassy pants. Yesterday I was even told i looked like this girl in the band Love You Long Time, honestly i think there is no similarity except for the fact that we both were purple jeans. But if that is how my peers chose to see me so be it.
Posted by Reags at 10:44
Friday, 5 September 2008
So as a new semester starts so does the call for money. I have begun again working for Megan, my cousin, helping her decorate cakes and bake tasty treats. Let me explain to you how hard my life is. I go to BYU and study italian, linguistics, and religion. I have to sit in classes with extremely interesting professors learning about stuff i am crazy about. Between classes I am constantly seeing old friends/people on campus that are nice to me and ask about my life. As i walk to classes i get to see a plethora of attractive sites. I then have to go to Megan's and spend hours hanging out with my little sister, friends, Megan and her adorable children, making really sweet cakes. I am required to taste cookies, cupcakes, frostings and use my creative juices to design beautiful cakes. Then i get to return home to my apartment and be around 5 amazingly awesome girls. We sit up and talk for hours about how hard our lives are. O yea THEN i have to wake up and do it all again.
Posted by Reags at 10:19