can't wait for glee to return :D

Have a feeling this season is going to be killer. love it! -R

learing to let go, such a hard lesson to be learned

Today i found myself on facebook (which kills me to say) but nonetheless i was there, and started listening to the video/audio postings of Bonnevaires songs. There i sat in my living room, listening to Tis Winter Now, reciting the lyrics to my roommate. I wept as a spoke them to her, and she listened with an expression of indifference toward the music and the meaning. I have found that this is the single downfall to being a member of this incredible choir. Trying to make others understand the immense, significant, substantial impact that it has made on your life. I'm sure all Bonnevaire alumni and current participants reading this can attest to that. Yet still we will all go on trying to explain, trying desperately to help all that we come in contact with to understand the exceptional value with which those experiences are held within our souls. It has meant so much to me. Its frustrating that all words to describe it are such an understatement. I have always been one to struggle with change, and as i strive to move on, to join new choirs and meet new people, it doesn't hold a candle to the songs i have sung with the people i have sung them with. I know that i must continue my journey, yet i believe beyond any doubt that the places i have yet to go will be greatly influenced by the places i have come from. it is my silent prayer that the things i cherished in my past shall be the things i enjoy in eternity. I thank God every time i think of how blessed i have been. So blessed. There are things that are more difficult to let go of than others, but knowing that they will never truly be lost gives me faith to release my grip, however slowly i may be inclined. and Lord, please let me regain my grasp, in time. Someday... someday. -R

New Fave

the sock monkey commercial for the new kia SUV. great because it has a sock monkey in it, great song playing during the commercial. how you like me now by the heavy. you are psychotic if listening to it doesn't make you want to dance like bill cosby. -R

March came in like a lamb

i love all seasons, but something about spring brings out the best in me. its odd, because spring in idaho is hideous, but i've grown to love it... i love how on sunny days the light reflects off of the snow to make everything seem brighter. i can't drive past a puddle and not go splashing through it. the breeze that cools down my neck as i walk up to the ricks with the sun beating down is invigorating. wearing shades in the summer is great, but i it feel on top of the world when i'm sporting flips and shades on a chilly spring day. makes me feel like a true idaho gal. spring makes me want to go out and buy cute colorful summer dresses and strappy sandals. i wonder why the inventor of the calender didn't make spring the beginning of the year. to me, it just makes sense. spring inspires, motivates, is cheery, its the perfect start to a new year. late winter months are the dreariest time of year. why would anyone choose those months to represent new beginnings? spring has inspired me to be more consistent, reliable, committed to my goals, to get my hair cut... i actually have a desire to be outside, which is a first since my time here in rexburg. yesterday in my religion class my teacher quoted boyd k packer, "the idle mind is the devil's workshop". i really took this to heart, and i've decided to start some new hobbies. i want to make a kite and fly it (like on mary poppins) i want to be outside more than i am inside. its easier to think intelligent thoughts when one has intelligent things to look at. i miss swinging... closing my eyes as i pump my legs, feeling like i'm soaring. swings were made for spring, i'm almost sure of it. spring makes me miss my lovely bonnevaires. going on tour, large ensemble, laughing on the bus with the windows rolled down. such an incredible miracle that such a short span of time can have such a lasting impact. but i suppose such is life, a mere breath of air in the enormous spectrum of eternity. but oh how essential a breath it is... love, love, love -R

i miss home and i miss you...

robert, spencer, lizzie, rachel, mommy and dad, shari, mares, sunshine, pine basin, neisah, jackson hole, bonnevaires, voice lessons, emilio my junky justy... miss you all

funny

most the time, things are either funny or not funny. but there are a few things in life that make any situation at any time hilarious.
-little kids swearing
-farting
-someone getting injured
-speech impediments
-when someone misquotes a cliche, song, or quote
-dentures falling out
-people running in to sliding glass doors
-birds pooping on people
-any form of irony
-foreign people (especially asians)
-being totally sarcastic with someone and them thinking you are being literal
-terrible dancers
-bad kissers making in public
-mispronunciations
-people making complete dunces of themselves and thinking they are being cool/funny
-people running downhill and not being able to stop themselves
-glasses that magnify people's eyes
-toilet paper stuck to shoes/ stuck in pants
-skirts tucked into underwear
-someone getting de-pantsed
-wardrobe malfunctions
-wretched singers who think they are something great
-ridiculous bluntness
-wife beaters with ketchup stains
-wedgies
-man boobs
-turrets
-toupees
-people who are white trash

Splendid

Today i'm blogging from my Arch 100 class, which is wretched. Have i told you all that i want to be an architect? I do. Someone once told me that i've found my passion, and i want to believe that's true. The great thing about passions is that they are totally up to you. You get to be passionate about whatever you want. Here are a few of my passions:
-graham crackers and milk
-vanilla pudding
-houses (how they look, how they make you feel, everything about them. i've spent days just driving up on the hill to look at the beautiful designs. I think houses are the owners visual form of happiness, what they want in life. for me i want windows, gardens, a library, and sweeping staircases)
-Charlotte Russe
-Shoes (its more like a religion than a passion, actually)
-Gossip Girl
-my little sisters
-architecture
-chaco's (mostly just the tan line they give me on my feet in the summer)
-pine basin summer camp
-popsicles
-audrey hepburn
-traveling
-friendships (the ones that you know will last forever)
A passion is a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire. i like that definition. a friend of mine once told me that he didn't think he had a passion, but i would have to disagree. A passion can just be something that you are fond of, or enthusiastic about. Passions are the driving force of life. If you are sure that you don't have a passion, think again, and ask yourself what you are living for. the answer to that question is your passion, and i'd be willing to bet that there are multiple answers to that question for everyone. Thinking on this got me thinking about the value of life, and how short it is. i've decided that i'm going to start living by my passions. not to say that i am going to let them skew my sense of right or wrong, but i want to do things because thats what i want to learn more about, or because its something that i want to experience before i die. that being said, i have decided to move to new york in the fall. Its something that i've been thinking about doing for about a year, and lately i can't help but ask myself why i haven't done so already. the tragic thing is that i don't have an answer to that question. i've decided i don't need an answer, i'm simply going to do it. no looking back, no regrets, i'm blindly leaping into the great unknown! September 2010: new york here i come!