I love to learn.
I seriously do.
Perhaps that is why I do well in school.....learning wise.
I just enjoy intaking new information.
Seriously.
I love to learn.
But....just as seriously...I hate having to apply my knowledge to tedious homework assignments...
So while I might get this sense of hypernatic happier excitement butterflies in the stomach of funfilled anticipation whenever I start reading something that grabs my interest.
Its amazing how those happy fun fillings disappear...when I have to apply what I learned to a homework assignment. Especially a tedious difficult one that tries my patience time and time again.
If only I could go through school and just learn...without the homework/presentation/assignments that suck away outside of school time.
Then..methinks I'd be pretty happy.
But for now. I"ll just content myself with learning and enjoying what I'm learning....and work on trying to keep that positive happy attitude...when things start to pile up around me and the homework assignments start to gang up and call out for my attention and it feels like my hours of free time are dwindling to just homework time or school time or sleep time....yah...
I just need to tell myself.
I signed up for this..
Why?
Because I love to learn :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
PianoKeys
There is a thing about piano playing...
It seems like if I'm too hesitant to play the piano...well...it just doesn't happen.
I'd be super careful and slow and....well it would take forever ;) lol.
But if I get too confident...and think. Oh yes! I can do this! I can do this!
Well...I'm likely to mess up there.
Its strange. If I don't really think about it too much. I play just fine.
But if I do start thinking about it, or I loose my place..or I get distracted.
Then I mess up.
I wonder if there is a thing with piano playing.
You have to walk a fine line with it.
Not get too confident.
Not be too hesitant.
Walk the line....basically....be humble.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
My sister and I were in a house.
She was chained to a piano..or some bench.
I snuck up to her and asked her
"You got chained up again didn't you?"
She was like "Yep. You have the key?"
And I was like "of course!"
I pulled out my key chain with my car keys and house keys and such.
And I had a slight moment of panic of "Did I actually have the key?"
But yes. I did. I found the key to undo the handcuffs chaining my sister.
and.....
that's about all I remember :)
There was more to the dream, it involved chase scenes and the like.
But then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away.
And I became myself again. ;)
-S.N.D.
It seems like if I'm too hesitant to play the piano...well...it just doesn't happen.
I'd be super careful and slow and....well it would take forever ;) lol.
But if I get too confident...and think. Oh yes! I can do this! I can do this!
Well...I'm likely to mess up there.
Its strange. If I don't really think about it too much. I play just fine.
But if I do start thinking about it, or I loose my place..or I get distracted.
Then I mess up.
I wonder if there is a thing with piano playing.
You have to walk a fine line with it.
Not get too confident.
Not be too hesitant.
Walk the line....basically....be humble.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
My sister and I were in a house.
She was chained to a piano..or some bench.
I snuck up to her and asked her
"You got chained up again didn't you?"
She was like "Yep. You have the key?"
And I was like "of course!"
I pulled out my key chain with my car keys and house keys and such.
And I had a slight moment of panic of "Did I actually have the key?"
But yes. I did. I found the key to undo the handcuffs chaining my sister.
and.....
that's about all I remember :)
There was more to the dream, it involved chase scenes and the like.
But then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away.
And I became myself again. ;)
-S.N.D.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
OceanThoughts
The view of the ocean hides away the sins of the world with its vastness.
is a thought I randomly typed out as I was trying to think of what to write today.
So I just started writing and that is the sentence that came out.
I think its a vague connection to the viewing I went to today of Great Grandma Maren.
I've been finding out the past couple of weeks just how great of a person she was.
How caring and helpful and how many people knew her.
It seems like just being in her presence....brightened the world.
So....the view of the ocean....its rather magnificent.
To stand on the beach, bare feet digging into the sand, the wind blowing as you gaze out towards the horizon. There is nothing there, nothing in the way. Just the ocean going out as far as the eye can see.
And because it is soo vast. Its hard to see the 'deformities' that might be hiding among the waves.
So in a sense...the ocean is like a bandage....
Being along it. Just you and the ocean, the waves and the sand, its a calming soothing influence. Its hard to be dark when by the ocean. There's just something about it.
And in a similar way. We have people around us, that are like oceans. They can calm and help us and even brighten our day.
That is how I'm beginning to think of Great Grandma Maren.
An ocean of love and comfort where worries just didn't seem as important anymore.
We didn't really focus on ourselves when we were with Grandma Maren,
but on others.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
is a thought I randomly typed out as I was trying to think of what to write today.
So I just started writing and that is the sentence that came out.
I think its a vague connection to the viewing I went to today of Great Grandma Maren.
I've been finding out the past couple of weeks just how great of a person she was.
How caring and helpful and how many people knew her.
It seems like just being in her presence....brightened the world.
So....the view of the ocean....its rather magnificent.
To stand on the beach, bare feet digging into the sand, the wind blowing as you gaze out towards the horizon. There is nothing there, nothing in the way. Just the ocean going out as far as the eye can see.
And because it is soo vast. Its hard to see the 'deformities' that might be hiding among the waves.
So in a sense...the ocean is like a bandage....
Being along it. Just you and the ocean, the waves and the sand, its a calming soothing influence. Its hard to be dark when by the ocean. There's just something about it.
And in a similar way. We have people around us, that are like oceans. They can calm and help us and even brighten our day.
That is how I'm beginning to think of Great Grandma Maren.
An ocean of love and comfort where worries just didn't seem as important anymore.
We didn't really focus on ourselves when we were with Grandma Maren,
but on others.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Friday, February 25, 2011
LookBadgerBadger
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Today I was bombarded with a bunch of sounds.
Random squeals, shrieks, whistles, tapping etc.
And at some point...after half an hour or so of laying there listening to these random sounds
I decided to see if I could hear any words within these sounds.
You know...to see if they were trying to brain wash me or something ;) haha.
And the above statement of looklooklookbadgerbadgerbadgerlooklooklook
was what I heard.
I found it kinda funny.
Because my eyes were closed.
So it was like the sound was saying.
"Youwho!! Over here! move your head! Look at me!! I'm bugging you! you need to pay attention to me or I won't stop bugging you!!"
But I didn't. I kept my eyes closed and my head still. and just listened and thought...I tend to do that.
So why was I being bombarded with noise?
Well I went in for an MRI today. :)
That was an interesting experience. One I've never done before, but it wasn't unpleasant. :)
And I got the results back!
I'm normal! Woot! nothing wrong with the brain ^^;;
And its rather funny my reaction after getting the call.
Because I was like YAY!! There's nothing wrong with me! And then I was like.. Y_Y awwww...there's nothing abnormal about me. :( :(
now...I didn't want the scan to turn out that I had a tumor or some cancer thing or anything. Never that.
But the sense of unknown does tend to build up and excite my creative muscles.
Sometimes in a negative direction, sometimes in other directions.
Some examples would be "Wow she doesn't have a brain! She's been living on the spirit this whole time!" ;) haha. or where I actually don't have a full brain....or somethings off....but I'm still 'normal'
Yah...most of the ideals dealt with me not having a full brain haha....or having something amazing show up in the scan...*shrugs*
Sooo its kinda a let down to know that everything is normal because I was halfway expecting for them to find something abnormal about me (not in the 'we need to give you surgery and stuff abnormal..just...different...never seen before...). :)
Though I am grateful that everything is normal.
That is one less thing I need to worry about in my crazy life :) lol.
Woot!
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Old Dream
I'm in a forest that has been decimated by lava. The trees are burning and I'm with a group of people.
The lava has a melted cheese like texture and look to it. its a molten red, orange color...like the embers of a dying camp fire.
Then suddenly a roar sounds in the distance.
We all panic and start running.
And out of the forest. A T-Rex appears.
Yep...needless to say we run faster.
I run around the forest, hiding in bushes, creeks and ditches trying to hide from the T-Rex.
And that....
Is one of my Old Dreams.
Its also a repeater dream.
Meaning I've had this dream happen almost exactly the same way multiple times. I think this one I've had three times.
I couldn't remember my dream from last night...and I was getting tired of having nothing to say here....soo I decided to tell you an older dream of mine. :)
Hope you didn't mind. ;)
-S.N.D.
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Today I was bombarded with a bunch of sounds.
Random squeals, shrieks, whistles, tapping etc.
And at some point...after half an hour or so of laying there listening to these random sounds
I decided to see if I could hear any words within these sounds.
You know...to see if they were trying to brain wash me or something ;) haha.
And the above statement of looklooklookbadgerbadgerbadgerlooklooklook
was what I heard.
I found it kinda funny.
Because my eyes were closed.
So it was like the sound was saying.
"Youwho!! Over here! move your head! Look at me!! I'm bugging you! you need to pay attention to me or I won't stop bugging you!!"
But I didn't. I kept my eyes closed and my head still. and just listened and thought...I tend to do that.
So why was I being bombarded with noise?
Well I went in for an MRI today. :)
That was an interesting experience. One I've never done before, but it wasn't unpleasant. :)
And I got the results back!
I'm normal! Woot! nothing wrong with the brain ^^;;
And its rather funny my reaction after getting the call.
Because I was like YAY!! There's nothing wrong with me! And then I was like.. Y_Y awwww...there's nothing abnormal about me. :( :(
now...I didn't want the scan to turn out that I had a tumor or some cancer thing or anything. Never that.
But the sense of unknown does tend to build up and excite my creative muscles.
Sometimes in a negative direction, sometimes in other directions.
Some examples would be "Wow she doesn't have a brain! She's been living on the spirit this whole time!" ;) haha. or where I actually don't have a full brain....or somethings off....but I'm still 'normal'
Yah...most of the ideals dealt with me not having a full brain haha....or having something amazing show up in the scan...*shrugs*
Sooo its kinda a let down to know that everything is normal because I was halfway expecting for them to find something abnormal about me (not in the 'we need to give you surgery and stuff abnormal..just...different...never seen before...). :)
Though I am grateful that everything is normal.
That is one less thing I need to worry about in my crazy life :) lol.
Woot!
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Old Dream
I'm in a forest that has been decimated by lava. The trees are burning and I'm with a group of people.
The lava has a melted cheese like texture and look to it. its a molten red, orange color...like the embers of a dying camp fire.
Then suddenly a roar sounds in the distance.
We all panic and start running.
And out of the forest. A T-Rex appears.
Yep...needless to say we run faster.
I run around the forest, hiding in bushes, creeks and ditches trying to hide from the T-Rex.
And that....
Is one of my Old Dreams.
Its also a repeater dream.
Meaning I've had this dream happen almost exactly the same way multiple times. I think this one I've had three times.
I couldn't remember my dream from last night...and I was getting tired of having nothing to say here....soo I decided to tell you an older dream of mine. :)
Hope you didn't mind. ;)
-S.N.D.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Unfinished
Today I got a priesthood blessing.
It was to help with my nerves.
I'm getting an MRI tomorrow..my first...its not the MRI that got me nervous..not the procedure itself, but the possible results that have me nervous....at least when I dwell on it too much.
Anyway...
in the blessing the speaker mentioned that Heavenly Father was proud of me in my doings towards others, and that after my MRI tomorrow...I should still keep doing good works to others, and focusing on others, helping others....basically...continue what I'm doing because he likes what I'm doing.
It cheered me up to know that I have somehow been doing what Heavenly Father wants me to do....I'm not sure if I do it perfectly...I've been suffering this past few days with that itch...but I'm glad that I was able to still help out others....in some way.
I know its been bugging me slightly this past week that people have been asking for help...and I've ignored them. There was a publicity meeting earlier in the week that I skipped in favor of sleep because of not feeling well. As well as helping to put up posters...well I told myself I didn't have time today...and the fact that I didn't help out when I usually volunteer...has been bugging me somewhat. Probably because I feel unreliable when I've helped so many times before...and now suddenly I can't....but then again....sometime its just impossible for me to help. But then there are my responses...
Usually I send a text saying "I can't help now, but i can help at this point." and if they still need me then I come help. Not this week though....my thoughts were "hopefully this isn't the week where nobody shows up...because I'm not showing up." or "Can't this wait until tomorrow?!? I will be doing basically the same thing then as well!!"
So...it does give me comfort to know that He understands and appreciates the help that I have been able to give. And that he wants me to continue to do what I've been doing after my MRI tomorrow. Help others. It doesn't really matter what the results of the MRI will be...just help and support others and not just focus on myself. Make sure to look out from my own bubble to the bubble next to me and make sure that it is inflated to a nice roundness as well.
Because by helping others, I can help myself in a nice roundabout fashion. :) So that we all end up feeling better about ourselves by the end of the day. :)
But for now...the work is not finished, others will need me somehow tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the day after the day after tomorrow. I can't just leave the job undone. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I came unexpectedly upon an ostrich in a fenced area...it surprised me...and then it tried to eat me.
With its gaping mouth ready to bite down hard on me it struck. And I turn and ran as fast as I could. but the ostrich had a super long neck because I would turn around and there it would be! Right there, still coming at me. It was terrifying. :S
I don't remember much more of my dream. :( It involved alot of running and chases and..ostriches as well as other animals. :) lol. I only remembered that part of the dream because I was reading my anatomy book and it randomly mentioned the word :ostrich" and I was like *lightbulb!* I dreamt about an ostrich!! :D
-S.N.D
It was to help with my nerves.
I'm getting an MRI tomorrow..my first...its not the MRI that got me nervous..not the procedure itself, but the possible results that have me nervous....at least when I dwell on it too much.
Anyway...
in the blessing the speaker mentioned that Heavenly Father was proud of me in my doings towards others, and that after my MRI tomorrow...I should still keep doing good works to others, and focusing on others, helping others....basically...continue what I'm doing because he likes what I'm doing.
It cheered me up to know that I have somehow been doing what Heavenly Father wants me to do....I'm not sure if I do it perfectly...I've been suffering this past few days with that itch...but I'm glad that I was able to still help out others....in some way.
I know its been bugging me slightly this past week that people have been asking for help...and I've ignored them. There was a publicity meeting earlier in the week that I skipped in favor of sleep because of not feeling well. As well as helping to put up posters...well I told myself I didn't have time today...and the fact that I didn't help out when I usually volunteer...has been bugging me somewhat. Probably because I feel unreliable when I've helped so many times before...and now suddenly I can't....but then again....sometime its just impossible for me to help. But then there are my responses...
Usually I send a text saying "I can't help now, but i can help at this point." and if they still need me then I come help. Not this week though....my thoughts were "hopefully this isn't the week where nobody shows up...because I'm not showing up." or "Can't this wait until tomorrow?!? I will be doing basically the same thing then as well!!"
So...it does give me comfort to know that He understands and appreciates the help that I have been able to give. And that he wants me to continue to do what I've been doing after my MRI tomorrow. Help others. It doesn't really matter what the results of the MRI will be...just help and support others and not just focus on myself. Make sure to look out from my own bubble to the bubble next to me and make sure that it is inflated to a nice roundness as well.
Because by helping others, I can help myself in a nice roundabout fashion. :) So that we all end up feeling better about ourselves by the end of the day. :)
But for now...the work is not finished, others will need me somehow tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the day after the day after tomorrow. I can't just leave the job undone. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I came unexpectedly upon an ostrich in a fenced area...it surprised me...and then it tried to eat me.
With its gaping mouth ready to bite down hard on me it struck. And I turn and ran as fast as I could. but the ostrich had a super long neck because I would turn around and there it would be! Right there, still coming at me. It was terrifying. :S
I don't remember much more of my dream. :( It involved alot of running and chases and..ostriches as well as other animals. :) lol. I only remembered that part of the dream because I was reading my anatomy book and it randomly mentioned the word :ostrich" and I was like *lightbulb!* I dreamt about an ostrich!! :D
-S.N.D
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Abe's Advice
I am not an accomplished lawyer. I find quite as much material for a lecture in those points wherein I have failed, as in those wherein I have been moderately successful. The leading rule for a lawyer, as for the man of every other calling, is diligence. Leave nothing for tomorrow which can be done today. Never let your correspondence fall behind. Whatever piece of business you have in hand, before stopping, do all the labor pertaining to it which can then be done. When you bring a common lawsuit, if you have the facts for doing so, write the declaration at once. If a law point be involved, examine the books, and note the authority you rely on upon the declaration itself, where you are sure to find it when wanted. The same of defenses and pleas. In business not likely to be litigated, -ordinary collection cases, foreclosures, partitions, and the like, - make all examinations of titles, and note them and even draft orders and decrees in advance. The course has a triple advantage; it avoids omissions and neglect, saves your labor when once done, performs the labor out of court when you have leisure, rather than in court when you have not.
Extemporaneous speaking should be practiced and cultivated. It is the lawyer's avenue to the public. however able and faithful he may be in other respects, people are slow to bring him business if he cannot make a speech. And yet there is not a more fatal error to young lawyers than relying too much on speechmaking. If any one, upon his rare power of speaking, shall claim an exemption from the drudgery of the law, his case is a failure in advance.
Discourage litigation. Persuade your neighbors to compromise whenever you can. Point out to them how the nominal winner is often a real loser -in fees expenses, and waste of time. As a peacemaker the lawyer has a superior opportunity of being a good man. There will still be business enough.
Never stir up litigation. A worse man can scarcely be found than one who does this. Who can be more nearly a fiend than he who habitually overhauls the register of deed in search of defects in titles, whereon to stir up strife, and put money in his pocket? A moral tone ought to be infused into the profession which should drive such men out of it.
The matter of fees is important, far beyond the mere question of bread and butter involved. Properly attended to, fuller justice is done to both lawyer and client. An exorbitant fee should never be claimed. As a general rule, never take your whole fee in advance, nor any more than a small retainer. When fully paid beforehand, you are more than a common mortal if you can feel the same interest in the case as if something was still in prospect for you, as well as for your client. And when you lack interest in the case the job will very likely lack skill and diligence in the performance. Settle the amount of the fee and take a note in advance. Then you will feel that you are working for something, and you are sure to do your work faithfully and well. Never sell a fee-note - at least not before the consideration service is performed. It leads to negligence and dishonesty- negligence by losing interest in the case, and dishonesty in refusing to refund when you have allowed the consideration to fail.
There is a vague popular belief that lawyers are necessarily dishonest. I say vague, because wen we consider to what extent confidence and honors are reposed in and conferred upon lawyers by the people, it appears improbable that their impression of dishonesty is very distinct and vivid. Yet the impression is common, most universal. let no young man choosing the law for a calling for a moment yield to the popular belief. Resolve to be honest at all events; and if in your own judgement you cannot be an honest lawyer, resolve to be honest without being a lawyer. Choose some other occupation, rather than one in the choosing of which you do, in advance, consent to be a knave.
-Abraham Lincoln
Written about July 1, 1850
I got this paper in Law Society today...and while reading it...
I thought to myself. "This totally can apply to more then just lawyers."
And I thought that Good old Abe gave some good advice.
"Leave nothing for tomorrow which can be done today."
When I read this...yah...I think procrastinate. Don't procrastinate things. For me its homework...for others...well it would be other things. :) Basically I think this statement means. Accomplish something today that could have been done tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, that way you don't have to do it tomorrow and you'll have more time for relaxation and freedom from stress.
Never let your correspondence fall behind.
For this one...I basically just thought "Keep in contact with those you value. Let others know that you're still thinking of them, or that you thought of them that day and that you consider them important enough that you like to contact them.
Whatever piece of business you have in hand, before stopping, do all the labor pertaining to it which can then be done.
This is another procrastination statement....or a 'be diligent' statement. For this I think of the. "Do it until it gets done, then take a break." type of statement. I think far too often we start things....but then we don't see them to the end...at least not in a timely manner. Projects that only take 15 minutes to complete end up take 2 hours because of stop and go tactics.
When you bring a common lawsuit, if you have the facts for doing so, write the declaration at once.
If a law point be involved, examine the books, and note the authority you rely on upon the declaration itself, where you are sure to find it when wanted.
These two points I basically just thought of the "Do it now instead of later" ideal. And when you do declare something...make sure you have all the facts straight. Don't make things up to make yourself seem good. Because when you're called to account for that fact...its easier to remember the truth instead of lies.
people are slow to bring him business if he cannot make a speech.
You have to be convincing in what you say. You need to be confident. And believe in yourself that you can do what you set out to do.
And yet there is not a more fatal error to young lawyers than relying too much on speechmaking.
But you can't rely too much on yourself and your abilities. you need to be humble enough to accept help and advice from others on how you can improve things.
If any one, upon his rare power of speaking, shall claim an exemption from the drudgery of the law, his case is a failure in advance.
Beware. If you set yourself up as higher then everyone else, step on their toes and lord your powers over everyone....when you're in need there will be no one there to help you because you didn't help them. didn't participate in the 'chores of the day'
Never stir up litigation. A worse man can scarcely be found than one who does this. Who can be more nearly a fiend than he who habitually overhauls the register of deed in search of defects in titles,
Don't make trouble for trouble's sake. Don't do something that hurts others just so that you can get more money in your pocket. You might think you're making yourself happy...but you're not....
A moral tone ought to be infused into the profession which should drive such men out of it.
I like this statement alot. For me it basically means...don't be greedy. Do things to better the people, the city, society and not expect to get gain out of it. Nothing should be done for money or status. But to make the world a happier and better place.
An exorbitant fee should never be claimed.
Be content with what you have, don't try to over reach, gain more profits, etc....its not worth it.....you just end up loosing more business the higher you hike prices.
As a general rule, never take your whole fee in advance
When fully paid beforehand, you are more than a common mortal if you can feel the same interest in the case as if something was still in prospect for you, as well as for your client. And when you lack interest in the case the job will very likely lack skill and diligence in the performance. Settle the amount of the fee and take a note in advance. Then you will feel that you are working for something, and you are sure to do your work faithfully and well.
I thought about myself as a younger kid, upon reading this statement...and how it still applies. It was the "If I get this now I promise to do this later" ideal that most kids probably use at some point to get something they really want now, in exchange for some chore....only the chore usually ends up not getting done...or at least not fully completed. What is the point of working for a reward....when you already received the reward? You then lack the interest to do the chore to get the reward...so the chore ends up getting done by the person who gave you the reward in the first place.
But...if we get small rewards for doing a task, or incentives like "I'll get you an icecream cone if you take out the garbage" make it so that you feel like you're working for a reward, but you end up getting the chore done too. :)
Resolve to be honest at all events; and if in your own judgement you cannot be an honest lawyer, resolve to be honest without being a lawyer. Choose some other occupation, rather than one in the choosing of which you do, in advance, consent to be a knave.
I thought this last bit...was very....I don't know potent? I know alot of people where they don't really know where they are going in life, or they feel like they need to change their life path, but they don't know what to change it too. And I think that this...."Resolve to be honest at all events." Is a good piece of advice to hold in your heart and mind as you search for what to do with your life. I think its good to have a set of guidelines and rules that help you to remain yourself, where you don't have to compromise and tear yourself up. if you have to compromise...then that career choice probably isn't the best. Even if it does get you the fancy house, car, and the money....is it what's important? Or are other things important like family time?
Its all about choosing something you like to do and that you feel like you can be yourself all the time, not just some of the time.
And those...are my thoughts upon reading that paper. :)
I hope that it helped in some way :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
It was like I repeated yesterday over again.
I remember dancing around with a guy as if I were in my dance class....
And I remember getting up and writing down my two dreams I had so that I could finally remember them!
...Yah I was rather disappointed when I woke up and realized...I hadn't written anything down and the dream had faded again >.<
-S.N.D.
Extemporaneous speaking should be practiced and cultivated. It is the lawyer's avenue to the public. however able and faithful he may be in other respects, people are slow to bring him business if he cannot make a speech. And yet there is not a more fatal error to young lawyers than relying too much on speechmaking. If any one, upon his rare power of speaking, shall claim an exemption from the drudgery of the law, his case is a failure in advance.
Discourage litigation. Persuade your neighbors to compromise whenever you can. Point out to them how the nominal winner is often a real loser -in fees expenses, and waste of time. As a peacemaker the lawyer has a superior opportunity of being a good man. There will still be business enough.
Never stir up litigation. A worse man can scarcely be found than one who does this. Who can be more nearly a fiend than he who habitually overhauls the register of deed in search of defects in titles, whereon to stir up strife, and put money in his pocket? A moral tone ought to be infused into the profession which should drive such men out of it.
The matter of fees is important, far beyond the mere question of bread and butter involved. Properly attended to, fuller justice is done to both lawyer and client. An exorbitant fee should never be claimed. As a general rule, never take your whole fee in advance, nor any more than a small retainer. When fully paid beforehand, you are more than a common mortal if you can feel the same interest in the case as if something was still in prospect for you, as well as for your client. And when you lack interest in the case the job will very likely lack skill and diligence in the performance. Settle the amount of the fee and take a note in advance. Then you will feel that you are working for something, and you are sure to do your work faithfully and well. Never sell a fee-note - at least not before the consideration service is performed. It leads to negligence and dishonesty- negligence by losing interest in the case, and dishonesty in refusing to refund when you have allowed the consideration to fail.
There is a vague popular belief that lawyers are necessarily dishonest. I say vague, because wen we consider to what extent confidence and honors are reposed in and conferred upon lawyers by the people, it appears improbable that their impression of dishonesty is very distinct and vivid. Yet the impression is common, most universal. let no young man choosing the law for a calling for a moment yield to the popular belief. Resolve to be honest at all events; and if in your own judgement you cannot be an honest lawyer, resolve to be honest without being a lawyer. Choose some other occupation, rather than one in the choosing of which you do, in advance, consent to be a knave.
-Abraham Lincoln
Written about July 1, 1850
I got this paper in Law Society today...and while reading it...
I thought to myself. "This totally can apply to more then just lawyers."
And I thought that Good old Abe gave some good advice.
"Leave nothing for tomorrow which can be done today."
When I read this...yah...I think procrastinate. Don't procrastinate things. For me its homework...for others...well it would be other things. :) Basically I think this statement means. Accomplish something today that could have been done tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, that way you don't have to do it tomorrow and you'll have more time for relaxation and freedom from stress.
Never let your correspondence fall behind.
For this one...I basically just thought "Keep in contact with those you value. Let others know that you're still thinking of them, or that you thought of them that day and that you consider them important enough that you like to contact them.
Whatever piece of business you have in hand, before stopping, do all the labor pertaining to it which can then be done.
This is another procrastination statement....or a 'be diligent' statement. For this I think of the. "Do it until it gets done, then take a break." type of statement. I think far too often we start things....but then we don't see them to the end...at least not in a timely manner. Projects that only take 15 minutes to complete end up take 2 hours because of stop and go tactics.
When you bring a common lawsuit, if you have the facts for doing so, write the declaration at once.
If a law point be involved, examine the books, and note the authority you rely on upon the declaration itself, where you are sure to find it when wanted.
These two points I basically just thought of the "Do it now instead of later" ideal. And when you do declare something...make sure you have all the facts straight. Don't make things up to make yourself seem good. Because when you're called to account for that fact...its easier to remember the truth instead of lies.
people are slow to bring him business if he cannot make a speech.
You have to be convincing in what you say. You need to be confident. And believe in yourself that you can do what you set out to do.
And yet there is not a more fatal error to young lawyers than relying too much on speechmaking.
But you can't rely too much on yourself and your abilities. you need to be humble enough to accept help and advice from others on how you can improve things.
If any one, upon his rare power of speaking, shall claim an exemption from the drudgery of the law, his case is a failure in advance.
Beware. If you set yourself up as higher then everyone else, step on their toes and lord your powers over everyone....when you're in need there will be no one there to help you because you didn't help them. didn't participate in the 'chores of the day'
Never stir up litigation. A worse man can scarcely be found than one who does this. Who can be more nearly a fiend than he who habitually overhauls the register of deed in search of defects in titles,
Don't make trouble for trouble's sake. Don't do something that hurts others just so that you can get more money in your pocket. You might think you're making yourself happy...but you're not....
A moral tone ought to be infused into the profession which should drive such men out of it.
I like this statement alot. For me it basically means...don't be greedy. Do things to better the people, the city, society and not expect to get gain out of it. Nothing should be done for money or status. But to make the world a happier and better place.
An exorbitant fee should never be claimed.
Be content with what you have, don't try to over reach, gain more profits, etc....its not worth it.....you just end up loosing more business the higher you hike prices.
As a general rule, never take your whole fee in advance
When fully paid beforehand, you are more than a common mortal if you can feel the same interest in the case as if something was still in prospect for you, as well as for your client. And when you lack interest in the case the job will very likely lack skill and diligence in the performance. Settle the amount of the fee and take a note in advance. Then you will feel that you are working for something, and you are sure to do your work faithfully and well.
I thought about myself as a younger kid, upon reading this statement...and how it still applies. It was the "If I get this now I promise to do this later" ideal that most kids probably use at some point to get something they really want now, in exchange for some chore....only the chore usually ends up not getting done...or at least not fully completed. What is the point of working for a reward....when you already received the reward? You then lack the interest to do the chore to get the reward...so the chore ends up getting done by the person who gave you the reward in the first place.
But...if we get small rewards for doing a task, or incentives like "I'll get you an icecream cone if you take out the garbage" make it so that you feel like you're working for a reward, but you end up getting the chore done too. :)
Resolve to be honest at all events; and if in your own judgement you cannot be an honest lawyer, resolve to be honest without being a lawyer. Choose some other occupation, rather than one in the choosing of which you do, in advance, consent to be a knave.
I thought this last bit...was very....I don't know potent? I know alot of people where they don't really know where they are going in life, or they feel like they need to change their life path, but they don't know what to change it too. And I think that this...."Resolve to be honest at all events." Is a good piece of advice to hold in your heart and mind as you search for what to do with your life. I think its good to have a set of guidelines and rules that help you to remain yourself, where you don't have to compromise and tear yourself up. if you have to compromise...then that career choice probably isn't the best. Even if it does get you the fancy house, car, and the money....is it what's important? Or are other things important like family time?
Its all about choosing something you like to do and that you feel like you can be yourself all the time, not just some of the time.
And those...are my thoughts upon reading that paper. :)
I hope that it helped in some way :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
It was like I repeated yesterday over again.
I remember dancing around with a guy as if I were in my dance class....
And I remember getting up and writing down my two dreams I had so that I could finally remember them!
...Yah I was rather disappointed when I woke up and realized...I hadn't written anything down and the dream had faded again >.<
-S.N.D.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
The Itch
There it is!
On your head.
You feel it.
A slight tickling motion.
Like something..
a bug or spider...maybe even a lizard
Is crawling in your hair.
But you go up to snatch or brush that object away.
And....
There is nothing there.
For the past three days....
I have been experiencing this almost constantly.
And its getting rather annoying.
My skin is getting irritated.
I'm feeling like my skin is suffering from a sunburn
Because that's how much I've rubbed and scratched it.
Why?
Well...my forehead is itching...
Like crazy.
It feels alot like there is something crawling on my forehead...
but nothing is there.
And I don't know how to make it stop >.<
It just started up randomly this past Saturday...
I hope it fades away soon.
Because it gets rather hard to concentrate
When you're thinking.
"There it is! Its tingling! Its...need to....gah!!!"
Yah....
:)
Perhaps there is someone thinking of me alot :P lol.
Isn't that how it is for other things?
Your nose itches....or you need to sneeze?
I don't know...hmmmmm
Perhaps my brain is trying to remind me of something, warn me of something.
But sadly...I don't speak brain.
At least not the dialect of random pulses of needles and invisible bugs moving along my head.
me thinks...my brain is telling me that I need more sleep lol. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
It reminded me alot of the movie "I am Number Four." Because I saw it yesterday.
It wasn't anything like the movie.
But I woke up still thinking of that movie...so it was related in some way...
This is getting rather annoying >.<
I know that I dream! I just wake up at the wrong moment so it doesn't stay with me. >.<
Dumb school. and Dumb Stress >.<
:) but I will succeed at some point!! :D
-S.N.D
On your head.
You feel it.
A slight tickling motion.
Like something..
a bug or spider...maybe even a lizard
Is crawling in your hair.
But you go up to snatch or brush that object away.
And....
There is nothing there.
For the past three days....
I have been experiencing this almost constantly.
And its getting rather annoying.
My skin is getting irritated.
I'm feeling like my skin is suffering from a sunburn
Because that's how much I've rubbed and scratched it.
Why?
Well...my forehead is itching...
Like crazy.
It feels alot like there is something crawling on my forehead...
but nothing is there.
And I don't know how to make it stop >.<
It just started up randomly this past Saturday...
I hope it fades away soon.
Because it gets rather hard to concentrate
When you're thinking.
"There it is! Its tingling! Its...need to....gah!!!"
Yah....
:)
Perhaps there is someone thinking of me alot :P lol.
Isn't that how it is for other things?
Your nose itches....or you need to sneeze?
I don't know...hmmmmm
Perhaps my brain is trying to remind me of something, warn me of something.
But sadly...I don't speak brain.
At least not the dialect of random pulses of needles and invisible bugs moving along my head.
me thinks...my brain is telling me that I need more sleep lol. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
It reminded me alot of the movie "I am Number Four." Because I saw it yesterday.
It wasn't anything like the movie.
But I woke up still thinking of that movie...so it was related in some way...
This is getting rather annoying >.<
I know that I dream! I just wake up at the wrong moment so it doesn't stay with me. >.<
Dumb school. and Dumb Stress >.<
:) but I will succeed at some point!! :D
-S.N.D
Monday, February 21, 2011
Blahnothingblah
I have so much going on right now
That my mind is spinning in many directions.
Stress is building up
And the body is suffering because of it.
And because of this stress.
All my creative juices seem to be running on low.
Hopefully I can refill them.
But until that happens.
And I get through the next couple of weeks.
I feel like these blogs will be really short.
:( :( :(
The good news is.....
I will keep writing....just not alot....unless some flash of inspiration hits me...
which its not doing now. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Sorry....again nothing to report that is rememberable...this time the cause is a headache :( sorry.
-S.N.D.
That my mind is spinning in many directions.
Stress is building up
And the body is suffering because of it.
And because of this stress.
All my creative juices seem to be running on low.
Hopefully I can refill them.
But until that happens.
And I get through the next couple of weeks.
I feel like these blogs will be really short.
:( :( :(
The good news is.....
I will keep writing....just not alot....unless some flash of inspiration hits me...
which its not doing now. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Sorry....again nothing to report that is rememberable...this time the cause is a headache :( sorry.
-S.N.D.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Dropped
Today my Laptop has decided to rebel against me.
At any opportune moment it seemed to take a leap and try to fly.
Only to go crashing to the floor.
Sending its CD drive popping out. And bending the powercord.
>.< it destroyed one powercord. Almost got another.
Why my laptop seems so against me this night...I'm not sure.
But it sure is trying hard to tell me something.
I wonder if its finally getting frustrated with being on so much....
but that doesn't seem true either...
my laptop hasn't really be on much...
So maybe its trying to say "Sarnic! I miss you!! Stay on me longer!"
Well...its going on the wrong streak.
Its take a nice path to kill itself....
and that would make me more cautious.
So perhaps my laptop feels like I'm not treating it as well as I should be.
I'm not giving it enough respect.
So its taking leaps off of the couch.
To make me notice it.
And be more careful with it.
To warn me that it won't be around for forever if I don't treat it right.
Treating it right...
Now my mind takes a jump.
How do I treat other people?
Do I respect them?
I tend to think i do....
but then I'm thrown into situations and I realize...
I'm rather...close minded.
Wanting people to do my thing because I like this idea better then theirs. My idea.
I try to fight against it....be open minded...to let others make the choice.
But I find myself subtly influencing people to pick the choice I want to pick....
So am I as open minded as I think i am?
Or am I really close minded and making myself appear high and mighty because
I don't want to try anything new, or go with plans I don't like.
I think I....have my ups and downs.
In some situations I'm too accepting, willing to let others take the lead.
And in others I want to take the lead and force others to follow me.
Sooo basically I need to continue working on evening things out.
Find the right balance. So that we're all happy
And i don't feel like I never make decisions, or that I make all the decisions.
But its a give and take situation.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Was forgotten...due to a headache. Sorry about that. :(
-S.N.D.
At any opportune moment it seemed to take a leap and try to fly.
Only to go crashing to the floor.
Sending its CD drive popping out. And bending the powercord.
>.< it destroyed one powercord. Almost got another.
Why my laptop seems so against me this night...I'm not sure.
But it sure is trying hard to tell me something.
I wonder if its finally getting frustrated with being on so much....
but that doesn't seem true either...
my laptop hasn't really be on much...
So maybe its trying to say "Sarnic! I miss you!! Stay on me longer!"
Well...its going on the wrong streak.
Its take a nice path to kill itself....
and that would make me more cautious.
So perhaps my laptop feels like I'm not treating it as well as I should be.
I'm not giving it enough respect.
So its taking leaps off of the couch.
To make me notice it.
And be more careful with it.
To warn me that it won't be around for forever if I don't treat it right.
Treating it right...
Now my mind takes a jump.
How do I treat other people?
Do I respect them?
I tend to think i do....
but then I'm thrown into situations and I realize...
I'm rather...close minded.
Wanting people to do my thing because I like this idea better then theirs. My idea.
I try to fight against it....be open minded...to let others make the choice.
But I find myself subtly influencing people to pick the choice I want to pick....
So am I as open minded as I think i am?
Or am I really close minded and making myself appear high and mighty because
I don't want to try anything new, or go with plans I don't like.
I think I....have my ups and downs.
In some situations I'm too accepting, willing to let others take the lead.
And in others I want to take the lead and force others to follow me.
Sooo basically I need to continue working on evening things out.
Find the right balance. So that we're all happy
And i don't feel like I never make decisions, or that I make all the decisions.
But its a give and take situation.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Was forgotten...due to a headache. Sorry about that. :(
-S.N.D.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Snowy Hills
A year or so ago...one night in boredom. I discovered something I really enjoy watching during winter time.
Though sadly I haven't been able to view this phenomena this year because I haven't been in the right spot...or realized what was happening until the snow plows had already gone past.
You see....a road runs past my place of living. And its a road that has some...height to it...meaning..its on a hill. :)
And when it snows....well....
lets say it becomes rather entertaining to watch people try to drive up and down that road and turn into/outof the parking lots along this road.
They skid and slide...and if they try to turn around...well...it becomes difficult.
I find it funny to watch and it cheers me up if I'm in a dower mood.
And I'm reminded that...even though its funny for the watcher to watch these different dances on the snow covered road take place....it might be terrifying for the poor drivers.
Still....I do look forward to snow so I can see it stick to the road and see cars drive on it.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I got a text...asking for more information about my dating relationship....and I looked at it...and decided to answer later...
****
There was a 14 year old boy...rather kind of geeky...dweeby.....
(and there was this big set up.....him being dweeby and stuff....)
But then there was a falling sensation (time had passed) and an older guy...early twenties or so....woke up in that same bedroom. And he sees his youngerself. Just getting out of bed....
Well the youngerself sees the olderself...I think he picks up a blanket and sees the olderself.
And he walks away...and the olderself gets up to hide from the youngerself...
but gets curious about something on the floor...so he ends up having to hide in a small space between a bookshelf and dresser with a TV on top of the dresser. (it was like my parents bedroom...somewhat)
And the youngerself came in with a sister....to let her see....but she walks right past the olderself and is totally clueless at what the brother is trying to get at. The brother can see his olderself...but she can't.
****
I was building a contraction.
A guy helped me out by pulling up the drain on a floor..and it made a flat...but holey disk. He stuck a stick on the end it was hollow and he made a type of plunger thing.
And I ended up building this whole contraption that did stuff....with levers and pulleys. pulling things up and putting them down.
****
It was an end of the world type situation.
With all these cars...and water....and buildings...racing in the buildings...running up flights...or parking garages....hiding from a giant creature....
The creature almost smashed our car...but it missed it...or maybe ice/water did....but it still missed.
Then we were driving...
****
I was wandering around a palace....store...combination thing.
At some point I got some Wheat Thins...and I was exploring different areas.
At one point I tried to get a specific lounge...but I had to go down the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs I ran into a person..a man...but I kept dropping my wheat thins...they seemed to become more and more and harder to hold in my hand...
Anyway..i left him...and continued walking down this hallway eating my wheat thins.
And I came across this "store section" They were selling furniture. I was about to walk past.
But this crowd were looking at all these figurines...so I went over to look...stashing my crackers by a chair leg on the floor. I perused the small figurines that just cost $1. They had a bunch of different styles of lions. The first lion I picked up...I had already seen before because my sister had shown it to me earlier that day...
****
We were in the same fancy building...somewhat. There was a kind of training ground where there was a combination of water and lava areas...with rocks where you had to get through.
The lava wasn't hot..it was like red water...to practice your skills.
Skills with flying.
I was practicing jumping and flying.
Then I was in a room...with people. My sister was there, talking with a group of guys.
I walked past. And jumped up on the back of a couch..or arm...something with a little height.
Maybe a bench...
My intention was to jump and glide from one area to the next.
But as I jumped.
My sister said in response to a question asked why we were here that: "My sister in injured and we're waiting for her to recover."
So *Splat* I went doing a belly flop on the ground.
And my thoughts as they laughed at me were "Thanks sis. Thanks."
And then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
Extra Info.
These dreams were told out of order.
Also...they're rather vague...since there were so many its hard to keep track of them all.
The dream about me running around a city..hiding from something...I've had that dream before. It was very familiar to me, but hard to explain because it was so action packed.
And that
is why the fox never came home. :)
-S.N.D.
Though sadly I haven't been able to view this phenomena this year because I haven't been in the right spot...or realized what was happening until the snow plows had already gone past.
You see....a road runs past my place of living. And its a road that has some...height to it...meaning..its on a hill. :)
And when it snows....well....
lets say it becomes rather entertaining to watch people try to drive up and down that road and turn into/outof the parking lots along this road.
They skid and slide...and if they try to turn around...well...it becomes difficult.
I find it funny to watch and it cheers me up if I'm in a dower mood.
And I'm reminded that...even though its funny for the watcher to watch these different dances on the snow covered road take place....it might be terrifying for the poor drivers.
Still....I do look forward to snow so I can see it stick to the road and see cars drive on it.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I got a text...asking for more information about my dating relationship....and I looked at it...and decided to answer later...
****
There was a 14 year old boy...rather kind of geeky...dweeby.....
(and there was this big set up.....him being dweeby and stuff....)
But then there was a falling sensation (time had passed) and an older guy...early twenties or so....woke up in that same bedroom. And he sees his youngerself. Just getting out of bed....
Well the youngerself sees the olderself...I think he picks up a blanket and sees the olderself.
And he walks away...and the olderself gets up to hide from the youngerself...
but gets curious about something on the floor...so he ends up having to hide in a small space between a bookshelf and dresser with a TV on top of the dresser. (it was like my parents bedroom...somewhat)
And the youngerself came in with a sister....to let her see....but she walks right past the olderself and is totally clueless at what the brother is trying to get at. The brother can see his olderself...but she can't.
****
I was building a contraction.
A guy helped me out by pulling up the drain on a floor..and it made a flat...but holey disk. He stuck a stick on the end it was hollow and he made a type of plunger thing.
And I ended up building this whole contraption that did stuff....with levers and pulleys. pulling things up and putting them down.
****
It was an end of the world type situation.
With all these cars...and water....and buildings...racing in the buildings...running up flights...or parking garages....hiding from a giant creature....
The creature almost smashed our car...but it missed it...or maybe ice/water did....but it still missed.
Then we were driving...
****
I was wandering around a palace....store...combination thing.
At some point I got some Wheat Thins...and I was exploring different areas.
At one point I tried to get a specific lounge...but I had to go down the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs I ran into a person..a man...but I kept dropping my wheat thins...they seemed to become more and more and harder to hold in my hand...
Anyway..i left him...and continued walking down this hallway eating my wheat thins.
And I came across this "store section" They were selling furniture. I was about to walk past.
But this crowd were looking at all these figurines...so I went over to look...stashing my crackers by a chair leg on the floor. I perused the small figurines that just cost $1. They had a bunch of different styles of lions. The first lion I picked up...I had already seen before because my sister had shown it to me earlier that day...
****
We were in the same fancy building...somewhat. There was a kind of training ground where there was a combination of water and lava areas...with rocks where you had to get through.
The lava wasn't hot..it was like red water...to practice your skills.
Skills with flying.
I was practicing jumping and flying.
Then I was in a room...with people. My sister was there, talking with a group of guys.
I walked past. And jumped up on the back of a couch..or arm...something with a little height.
Maybe a bench...
My intention was to jump and glide from one area to the next.
But as I jumped.
My sister said in response to a question asked why we were here that: "My sister in injured and we're waiting for her to recover."
So *Splat* I went doing a belly flop on the ground.
And my thoughts as they laughed at me were "Thanks sis. Thanks."
And then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
Extra Info.
These dreams were told out of order.
Also...they're rather vague...since there were so many its hard to keep track of them all.
The dream about me running around a city..hiding from something...I've had that dream before. It was very familiar to me, but hard to explain because it was so action packed.
And that
is why the fox never came home. :)
-S.N.D.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Pathways
For the past week or so I noticed that I tend to tread the same paths everyday in between my classes.
Route A between class 1 and 2
Route B between class 2 and 3
Route B between class 3 and 4
Route B between class 4 and 5 (I go back and forth between buildings if you hadn't noticed. :D
Route C between class 5 and 6
and yah.....
I think I over thought this....
Basically I walk between the same three buildings every single day, and since classes are in about the same general area...it feels a bit redundant after a bit. I was in Building A now I'm in B now in C now in B now in C now in A now in A now in D....
Anywho...its rather...well funny isn't the right word....interesting to me, that I can walk the same routes everyday...but they aren't the same.
Why aren't they the same when I just said they were?
Well...its Timing.
I see different people everyday. There aren't any people I really run into in about the same spot everyday...besides in the classroom...but outside the classroom...its always a shifting sea of faces. Because of their timing for their day and my timing for my day...I take a 'new route' face wise everyday :D even if the physical route varies rarely. :)
I just find it amazing how one day I will run into a person I know...and I try to go back to that area during the same time and place....and I won't see them ever again.
>.< That gets annoying, especially if I did want to run into a person again.....
I tend to do that too...if I unexpectedly take a different route...and run into a person I know while walking that route....I tend to take that route again, with the hope that I'll run into that person again...
but 9 times out of 10....that doesn't happen.
And 19 times out of 20 if I do run into a person more then once...it won't be that common of an occurrence that I can expect it anytime soon....
Yah...its just a sea of different faces in the same places. :)
But that's what makes the day somewhat interesting. :D
And why I don't mind as much that I take the same routes....
Because its not the same....
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
.......faded away upon awakening.... :(
-S.N.D
Route A between class 1 and 2
Route B between class 2 and 3
Route B between class 3 and 4
Route B between class 4 and 5 (I go back and forth between buildings if you hadn't noticed. :D
Route C between class 5 and 6
and yah.....
I think I over thought this....
Basically I walk between the same three buildings every single day, and since classes are in about the same general area...it feels a bit redundant after a bit. I was in Building A now I'm in B now in C now in B now in C now in A now in A now in D....
Anywho...its rather...well funny isn't the right word....interesting to me, that I can walk the same routes everyday...but they aren't the same.
Why aren't they the same when I just said they were?
Well...its Timing.
I see different people everyday. There aren't any people I really run into in about the same spot everyday...besides in the classroom...but outside the classroom...its always a shifting sea of faces. Because of their timing for their day and my timing for my day...I take a 'new route' face wise everyday :D even if the physical route varies rarely. :)
I just find it amazing how one day I will run into a person I know...and I try to go back to that area during the same time and place....and I won't see them ever again.
>.< That gets annoying, especially if I did want to run into a person again.....
I tend to do that too...if I unexpectedly take a different route...and run into a person I know while walking that route....I tend to take that route again, with the hope that I'll run into that person again...
but 9 times out of 10....that doesn't happen.
And 19 times out of 20 if I do run into a person more then once...it won't be that common of an occurrence that I can expect it anytime soon....
Yah...its just a sea of different faces in the same places. :)
But that's what makes the day somewhat interesting. :D
And why I don't mind as much that I take the same routes....
Because its not the same....
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
.......faded away upon awakening.... :(
-S.N.D
Thursday, February 17, 2011
That One
Yesterday in my institute class we were talking about being a One or having someone be a One in your life.
What does it mean to be a One?
Well....if you are a One for someone that means that basically means that you were a major influence for that person, like because of your presence and being at the right place at the right moment(s), you were able to help change a person's life around.
Then for someone else to Be a One to you....basically a person was in the right place at the right moment to help you turn your life around.
And I've been pondering for a while.....have I ever been a One??
I know that there have been people who have been Ones to me....not for anything major...but for little things they have been ones.
But if I have been a One.....I'm not aware of it.
I kinda hope I have...that I've been a good enough person to have been able to be the right person in the right time.
Okay...so I'm pretty sure that I've been a One...for little small things.
But for bigger things...Life turning events....I'm totally not sure. :)
Oh well....:)
My Motto is....just be myself and I'll help out when I can and try where I can't. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
My dad had been murdered.
I was visiting the scene of the crime.
Which was a combination of my Maternal Grandma's House, The R.Co house and the Miller House...
And I was trying to figure out who had done it.
My AT and UB were in the dream...as were my parents....which was kinda weird....since they were both suppose to be dead.
But anyway....we basically decided....that I had somehow been part of it...
but my attempted murder didn't work out because I accidentally spilled the tea that had poison in it onto the carpet and threw a fit about it.
So...my AT had thought that I'd done it...
but I hadn't....even though it looked like I'd done it...
and it was a weird thing of my dad was dead and not dead...
and I really didn't want to be in this house again because it brought back bad memories.
And I was staring into a fridge and pulled out a Grape Soda Pop and opened it.
Remembering all the while that my family had been ostracized from the town because we drank soda...
and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
Extra Info....
O.o I have no idea what this dream was about. It was basically just a combination of all the different people I had talk to recently with a sudden death in the family...and I guess I'm just trying to work through it.
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
What does it mean to be a One?
Well....if you are a One for someone that means that basically means that you were a major influence for that person, like because of your presence and being at the right place at the right moment(s), you were able to help change a person's life around.
Then for someone else to Be a One to you....basically a person was in the right place at the right moment to help you turn your life around.
And I've been pondering for a while.....have I ever been a One??
I know that there have been people who have been Ones to me....not for anything major...but for little things they have been ones.
But if I have been a One.....I'm not aware of it.
I kinda hope I have...that I've been a good enough person to have been able to be the right person in the right time.
Okay...so I'm pretty sure that I've been a One...for little small things.
But for bigger things...Life turning events....I'm totally not sure. :)
Oh well....:)
My Motto is....just be myself and I'll help out when I can and try where I can't. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
My dad had been murdered.
I was visiting the scene of the crime.
Which was a combination of my Maternal Grandma's House, The R.Co house and the Miller House...
And I was trying to figure out who had done it.
My AT and UB were in the dream...as were my parents....which was kinda weird....since they were both suppose to be dead.
But anyway....we basically decided....that I had somehow been part of it...
but my attempted murder didn't work out because I accidentally spilled the tea that had poison in it onto the carpet and threw a fit about it.
So...my AT had thought that I'd done it...
but I hadn't....even though it looked like I'd done it...
and it was a weird thing of my dad was dead and not dead...
and I really didn't want to be in this house again because it brought back bad memories.
And I was staring into a fridge and pulled out a Grape Soda Pop and opened it.
Remembering all the while that my family had been ostracized from the town because we drank soda...
and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
Extra Info....
O.o I have no idea what this dream was about. It was basically just a combination of all the different people I had talk to recently with a sudden death in the family...and I guess I'm just trying to work through it.
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
The Land of Disney
It seems like the past couple of weeks people have been talking about going to Disneyland.
I have never been to Disneyland, but I've been to DisneyWorld....
So I thought I'd put my two bits in on my favorite attractions in DisneyWorld. :)
I went a couple of times when I was younger....like 6 and 10 or something...I was pretty young. :)
But my favorite ride was.....lol, you might think I'm weird but it was "Its a Small World After All"
:D Yah....I know most people are like O.o I hate that ride!! but I rather liked it :)
I also liked to go on Splash Mountain and I'd sit in the front row everytime. :) It was exhilarating...but I don't really like sitting there lol :)
I remember that the Pirates of the Caribbean ride and the Haunted House were my least favorite attractions. I was frankly....scared of them. The 2nd time I went Pirates became more fun, but the Haunted House wasn't likeable. :)
Those are the main rides I remember about DisneyWorld...I know we went on a ton more. A buzz lightyear one, a couple of water rides. I remember visiting the Tree of Life and seeing A Bugs Life inside it.
But otherwise....the years of other experiences have blurred out what other rides there are...
Still I had fun while I was there :) lol.
Oh! I remember Pluto :D The parents let us get these hug Pluto dogs that we could actually 'walk' on a leash about the park. I loved that dog, and I remember sitting with it on the curb as the Disney Parade went by. :)
(and as I talk...more memories show up...but I shall save them for another day. :) )
Yep...no bad memories from Disneyworld...
but now that everyone around here seems to mention the place...
I'm starting to also feel the urge to go see the place.
But I think I'm just getting cabin fever. Its been too long since I've gone somewhere for a vacation, and I'm starting to feel the call of travel within me. :) lol.
Hopefully soon something will happen. :)
Until you next read these words;
I"ll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I had come home for a visit.
And there were kittens waiting for me on the porch to be fed.
So I bent down to feed them.
And more kept coming, They were grey, white, black, and a combination of colors. I recognized some of the cats. Dove, Ty, Jag, but they didn't look exactly like they looked in real life. There must have been a dozen kittens on the porch. Some were sweet some were shy some just wanted food. :)
Then poor Drifter and Ekley showed up....my dad told me that they had fallen into the cactus patch like our dog Sadie and had needed to be shaved to get the thorns out. One of them wasn't that bad, just a few patches missing here and there. But the other kitten....well the only furry parts were the head, feet and tail. She reminded me kinda of the poodle haircut. Poor Kitty
***
Then we were on Vacation...staying in a cabin area...but the bedroom was a combination of my parents room and a motel room type of set up.
I looked in the mirror and noticed that there was a white cap wedged between my teeth. It was if a piece of tooth the whole top of the tooth had broken off and wedged itself higher up between my teeth with a small tooth underneath being pushed about by the teeth on either side because I apparently didn't have enough room in my mouth.
So I did the sensible thing and pulled out the wedged piece of tooth....but then the tooth that was below that tooth also came out, and it was like I had knocked over a domino because alot of my other teeth started falling out including my two front teeth until I had a nice mouth full of teeth not in their homey gum homes.
So I spit them out to look at them. There must have been at least a dozen of them, and my parents who were on the bed with me looked up and were like "What do you have there Sarnic?" and so I showed them my teeth and handed them to my dad who looked at them the dropped them over the side of the bed while my mom ( i think it was my mom...one of the parents) said something along the lines of : Well that's too bad, I guess we need to get that fixed.
-I think they meant get me a bunch of fake teeth.
But the fact that I suddenly had lost a bunch of my teeth like 2/3rds of them didn't seem to concern my parents.
I turned back to the mirror and tried to smile. my face looked kinda weird, droopy and such. But surprisingly I had my two front teeth in my mouth. Only...one was longer then the other and I kinda had a 'bucktooth' appearance. but when I tried to smile...my face wouldn't move and I felt my cheek and such and I thought that it was kinda like I had just had a stroke so half of my face wasn't working.
So just as I was starting to freak out...
the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away
And I became myself again.
Extra Info:
During my Jr.High and HighSchool years I would tame feral kittens.
My dog Sadie...she's getting old has fallen into the cacti in our yard a couple of times and we've had to pull thorns out of her.
And...I think I thought I had a stroke in my dream because I might have been actually trying to smile in real life (while I was asleep) by my muscles weren't responding to my command because i was dreaming. ...and I think if i remember right from psychology...you can't move your muscles when you're dreaming, only when you're not dreaming....something along those lines.
....Dreaming about loosing my teeth freaked me out enough to wake me up in a dither....it was almost like a nightmare...but I managed to fall back asleep. :)
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
I have never been to Disneyland, but I've been to DisneyWorld....
So I thought I'd put my two bits in on my favorite attractions in DisneyWorld. :)
I went a couple of times when I was younger....like 6 and 10 or something...I was pretty young. :)
But my favorite ride was.....lol, you might think I'm weird but it was "Its a Small World After All"
:D Yah....I know most people are like O.o I hate that ride!! but I rather liked it :)
I also liked to go on Splash Mountain and I'd sit in the front row everytime. :) It was exhilarating...but I don't really like sitting there lol :)
I remember that the Pirates of the Caribbean ride and the Haunted House were my least favorite attractions. I was frankly....scared of them. The 2nd time I went Pirates became more fun, but the Haunted House wasn't likeable. :)
Those are the main rides I remember about DisneyWorld...I know we went on a ton more. A buzz lightyear one, a couple of water rides. I remember visiting the Tree of Life and seeing A Bugs Life inside it.
But otherwise....the years of other experiences have blurred out what other rides there are...
Still I had fun while I was there :) lol.
Oh! I remember Pluto :D The parents let us get these hug Pluto dogs that we could actually 'walk' on a leash about the park. I loved that dog, and I remember sitting with it on the curb as the Disney Parade went by. :)
(and as I talk...more memories show up...but I shall save them for another day. :) )
Yep...no bad memories from Disneyworld...
but now that everyone around here seems to mention the place...
I'm starting to also feel the urge to go see the place.
But I think I'm just getting cabin fever. Its been too long since I've gone somewhere for a vacation, and I'm starting to feel the call of travel within me. :) lol.
Hopefully soon something will happen. :)
Until you next read these words;
I"ll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I had come home for a visit.
And there were kittens waiting for me on the porch to be fed.
So I bent down to feed them.
And more kept coming, They were grey, white, black, and a combination of colors. I recognized some of the cats. Dove, Ty, Jag, but they didn't look exactly like they looked in real life. There must have been a dozen kittens on the porch. Some were sweet some were shy some just wanted food. :)
Then poor Drifter and Ekley showed up....my dad told me that they had fallen into the cactus patch like our dog Sadie and had needed to be shaved to get the thorns out. One of them wasn't that bad, just a few patches missing here and there. But the other kitten....well the only furry parts were the head, feet and tail. She reminded me kinda of the poodle haircut. Poor Kitty
***
Then we were on Vacation...staying in a cabin area...but the bedroom was a combination of my parents room and a motel room type of set up.
I looked in the mirror and noticed that there was a white cap wedged between my teeth. It was if a piece of tooth the whole top of the tooth had broken off and wedged itself higher up between my teeth with a small tooth underneath being pushed about by the teeth on either side because I apparently didn't have enough room in my mouth.
So I did the sensible thing and pulled out the wedged piece of tooth....but then the tooth that was below that tooth also came out, and it was like I had knocked over a domino because alot of my other teeth started falling out including my two front teeth until I had a nice mouth full of teeth not in their homey gum homes.
So I spit them out to look at them. There must have been at least a dozen of them, and my parents who were on the bed with me looked up and were like "What do you have there Sarnic?" and so I showed them my teeth and handed them to my dad who looked at them the dropped them over the side of the bed while my mom ( i think it was my mom...one of the parents) said something along the lines of : Well that's too bad, I guess we need to get that fixed.
-I think they meant get me a bunch of fake teeth.
But the fact that I suddenly had lost a bunch of my teeth like 2/3rds of them didn't seem to concern my parents.
I turned back to the mirror and tried to smile. my face looked kinda weird, droopy and such. But surprisingly I had my two front teeth in my mouth. Only...one was longer then the other and I kinda had a 'bucktooth' appearance. but when I tried to smile...my face wouldn't move and I felt my cheek and such and I thought that it was kinda like I had just had a stroke so half of my face wasn't working.
So just as I was starting to freak out...
the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away
And I became myself again.
Extra Info:
During my Jr.High and HighSchool years I would tame feral kittens.
My dog Sadie...she's getting old has fallen into the cacti in our yard a couple of times and we've had to pull thorns out of her.
And...I think I thought I had a stroke in my dream because I might have been actually trying to smile in real life (while I was asleep) by my muscles weren't responding to my command because i was dreaming. ...and I think if i remember right from psychology...you can't move your muscles when you're dreaming, only when you're not dreaming....something along those lines.
....Dreaming about loosing my teeth freaked me out enough to wake me up in a dither....it was almost like a nightmare...but I managed to fall back asleep. :)
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The Blog's Inspiration
Today my Great Grandma Maren passed away.
Its only now starting to hit me, that she's gone.
I will no longer get her random newsletters, or forwards of random topics from her via email.
It just seems so....strange. I mean I just got an email from her last Friday.
And I'm sad that I didn't pay much attention to it. It was just another email...
but now looking back and reading it over...it now seems more obvious
that she knew her time was short.
Her last few lines of that email read:
I am not getting on the computer for a LONG time. So, I will not be reading anymore emails.
I'm glad that she's now in a better place, where her physical problems are no longer bothering her.
Still though....I can't help but miss her.
And remember her.
For she was the one who inspired me to start this blog.
A while ago I had sent out my Gratitude Talk to family members in a newsletter
(This talk can be found under "Gratitude, Nothing to Gobble At" post -Nov. 25, 2010)
And on September 7th, 2010 I received an email from her.
The contents of the email read as follows:
And with that email...I started thinking....
Could I actually use my 'talent' for writing for the benefit of others?
I didn't really think I was/am cut out for journalism...newspapers hold no interest for me.
But I did start to wonder....could I get my thoughts out to more people then just family?
And my only solution....having been told by a few people around the same time to do this....
was to start a blog, and just start posting little things of this and that.
So because of my Great Grandma Maren.
:) I'm writing these words now. :)
Though it saddens me that she will no longer be reading my posts. :( (She was the reason why I made my font the size it is...)
I will still continue to write, and hope that someone else will gain something useful from what I post.
Thank you so much for inspiring me Grandma Maren.
I will miss you.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream:
....I didn't dream.....at least I don't think I did....I don't remember dreaming....it was a busy day yesterday and I slept long and hard. :)
-S.N.D.
Its only now starting to hit me, that she's gone.
I will no longer get her random newsletters, or forwards of random topics from her via email.
It just seems so....strange. I mean I just got an email from her last Friday.
And I'm sad that I didn't pay much attention to it. It was just another email...
but now looking back and reading it over...it now seems more obvious
that she knew her time was short.
Her last few lines of that email read:
I am not getting on the computer for a LONG time. So, I will not be reading anymore emails.
please pray for me and all my problems! Thank you.
I love you all, I love the Father and His Son, Jesus. I want to be with Him again, soon! God bless you, one and all,. May you have growing Testimonues, Love of the Gospel, and strive toward Perfection, getting ready to live with our Heavenly Parents. It will be glorious!!!!!!
Much Love, Maren
I'm glad that she's now in a better place, where her physical problems are no longer bothering her.
Still though....I can't help but miss her.
And remember her.
For she was the one who inspired me to start this blog.
A while ago I had sent out my Gratitude Talk to family members in a newsletter
(This talk can be found under "Gratitude, Nothing to Gobble At" post -Nov. 25, 2010)
And on September 7th, 2010 I received an email from her.
The contents of the email read as follows:
Dear Sarnic,
Your talk was quite great! I mean so nice! I mean wonderful! I made a copy of it and plan to send it to my sister. I think she could benefit because she does, as we al do, have many blessings in her life, as well as hard to bear, trials.
I do think (yes, I do think) that you could have newspaper or magazine column, and make money. You have a talent that is intriguing and cute! I do not know how you would go about getting a column or whatever, but do you do have a talent. It is a loss for the others in the world not to be able to enjoy it. I imagine, with your knowledge, you are keepinga copy of all in your PC. God gave you this talent! Do not wait untill old, like me,
( am officially 85 now)when life takes away the physical abilities that are so nice to have.
eg: Today, Arlene came and showed me how to getinto the newest Program to fine out if all,the templ;e ordinances have been done for our ancesters. (I had a rearcherdo much in the 1960 to 1970's) Some names were cleared. I was too busy working, and commuting to work to do this. Perhaps I had to wait until now whenthis program is available. But this is an indication of how life slips by, and health problems, etc, slip in.
HO HO HO YEAH!!! What I am saying is that is too much for me to do now. Perhaps I should have had oxygen as I do now as I am writing this. Excuses, eh?
ANYHOO, YOU DO A GREAT, AMUSING, INTERESTING WRITEUP OF YOUR LIFE EXPERIENCES. The school newspaper might be interested. How about a Journalism teacher for advice? Print one out and show them!!!!!! The Church tells us not to hide our talents under a bushel! I think you have your Mom's genes for this. She is good , too.
I will not ask. I know that you are enjoying school. How about (sibling name)? I have another greatgranddaughter, (with the same name as mine) , who was just released from a mission on Temple Square,and is now going to BYU Idaho. Afriend, Megan. is starting her second year there.
I love you both. Enjoy!!!! Maren
And with that email...I started thinking....
Could I actually use my 'talent' for writing for the benefit of others?
I didn't really think I was/am cut out for journalism...newspapers hold no interest for me.
But I did start to wonder....could I get my thoughts out to more people then just family?
And my only solution....having been told by a few people around the same time to do this....
was to start a blog, and just start posting little things of this and that.
So because of my Great Grandma Maren.
:) I'm writing these words now. :)
Though it saddens me that she will no longer be reading my posts. :( (She was the reason why I made my font the size it is...)
I will still continue to write, and hope that someone else will gain something useful from what I post.
Thank you so much for inspiring me Grandma Maren.
I will miss you.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream:
....I didn't dream.....at least I don't think I did....I don't remember dreaming....it was a busy day yesterday and I slept long and hard. :)
-S.N.D.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Cards, Boxes and Candy
Happy Valentine's Day!!
:)
I remember liking Valentines day as a kid.
Why? Well...for one...you got a whole lot of candy!! and it actually was Candy!! not really chocolate, but more of the sugary candy candy! (I was in a non-chocolate phase in Elementary school.) So I loved Valentines day because I didn't get as much chocolate as compared to other Candy Holidays...like Halloween. Plus. I got to buy cute cards, give them to everyone in the class along with candy and place them in this cool box/envelope thing that was designed by myself. Overall...a nice haul.
But my favorite thing about Valentines day...and for many holidays. Is to just read the things written on the cards, or the messages given in the cards because often times those valentines were picked to represent what the person thought of me. And me being a rather curious person, hungered to know what people thought of me. (I liked Yearbook signing day for similar reasons. I enjoy reading notes people left in my yearbook.)
That still applies today. Even though being "adult" and such means that rarely are cards given out to anyone besides a significant other...I still appreciate the thought given when I just receive a little valentine, or a bigger valentine. :)
For Valentines...I do enjoy getting things, but I enjoy the intent behind the giving more then the gift itself. :) Its just a sweeter deal if the gift is awesometastic ^^
It just brightens the day. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
And Happy Valentine's Day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
My sister and I were walking to school. We'd walked past the light, and was almost to the roundabout, when I remembered...I had a dance competition I was supposed to dress up for today! So I told my sister. "Hey wait here, I'll be back!" and she was like "Okay, while you're at it, please grab my jacket, you know the one." So I was like "Okay!"
So I ended up back at the apartment, and I was halfway through changing my clothes when I realized....my dance competition wasn't today...its tomorrow. So I ended up changing back into my school clothes...but I had a slight problem with my pants. I couldn't find the right pair of pants. I tried on like 5 or six...and there was always something wrong with them...they didn't fit right, they were dirty, this one had holes, this one was suddenly red stretchy pants....which did not look cool. But I managed. So I zipped by my sister's room to grab her jacket. And searching along the line of jackets hanging from the shelf. I spotted one that was black and had a green "Cadean" and a number...like "42" stitched on the back right shoulderblade and the hood had a fringe of brown fur along its edge so I grabbed it and
****
There was this little boy. Around six or seven years old. Pale skin, brown hair...I think blue eyes. He ran into the house dropping everything on the ground and went tearing about searching for this one item he needed for school. He finally finds it and sticks it in his mouth (i think it was like a binky) and yells goodbye. ( I think he said "Goodbye Mom!") And ran out the door....leaving all his school stuff behind. I watched him run up the driveway and disappear over the horizon and I thought "he'll come back soon he needs this."
Well he did come back...
In a blue car (similar to the one seen in the incredibles movie) with this old lady driving.
It was around sunset...
and when the boy got out of the car...he was in a wheelchair, wearing a blue denim jacket and he had on glasses.
and I remember feeling sadness that my boy came back...disabled.
***
We're in this old abandoned building. Me and this guy... and we're working on building staircases that lead into the basement to help this group of natives that are living there be able to access the lower levels because they had all been destroyed. We had built 5 or 6 staircases, but the guy was rebuilding the first main staircase we built. And the natives came up to me saying "We need another stair case." or "We need this one fixed now." So I made my way down to where he was working on the next level. And I told him "Hey they need another staircase to reach this area of the building." And the dude scrawling patterns...formulas they looked like a bunch of half circles...in yellow dye answered "The staircase in this area will take them to the same place." And it bugged me so bad that he was so unconcerned with the natives plight..I wanted to ruin his figures that he was drawing on the wall.
***
We had cleaning checks.
And we hadn't cleaned.
My sister was in the kitchen making stuff when the checkers first arrived.
They were a guy and a girl and...our place wasn't very clean...
At least in the kitchen. But the dude was patient with us.
Waiting to give us time to clean.
My sister throughout all the chaos of cleaning was making some sort of soup or drink.
That involved canned peaches...but they were cut into rings like a pineapple. and a big pot of water on the stove.
She would move these peach rings via a long toothpick (it was a foot long) to the pot and put them in, stir it around and then go back for more. Apparently she couldn't just dump the bottle into the pot. She had to string the peach rings on to the toothpick stick and then move the rings from the counter over to the pot.
I looked into the pot...and it just looked like this orange paste thing. All mashed together kinda like a smoothie.
Anyway...I remember thinking "Why don't you just fail us, we won't get this clean in time."
And the dude filled out the paper...
and I remember seeing that he was writing the date for the next cleaning check and being rather annoyed that we'd have to have another cleaning check
when the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
Extra Info:
Dream 1 about me missing the dance: Tuesday I actually have a dance competition that I need to dress up for...soooo I was probably worried that I'd forget.
The jacket with the cadean...my sister and I knew a guy named Cadean....and she dated him for a bit...but it didn't work out and he's been avoiding us.
The coat...I think yesterday in church I saw a coat with fur in the hood.
The number 42 besides being the meaning of life in HitchHiker's Guide was also seen in a chemistry outline that I had to fill out for class.
Dream 2. No idea what this whole dream meant....
Dream 3. The whole abandoned building might be an idea form Avatar the Last Airbender. The yellow dye that was used by the guy was similar in concept to the Lemonthing that Gates used in National Treasure to get Dr.Chase's fingerprints so he could go steal the declaration of independence.
Dream 4. I don't like cleaning checks.....we have peaches....no idea where the rest came from :)
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
:)
I remember liking Valentines day as a kid.
Why? Well...for one...you got a whole lot of candy!! and it actually was Candy!! not really chocolate, but more of the sugary candy candy! (I was in a non-chocolate phase in Elementary school.) So I loved Valentines day because I didn't get as much chocolate as compared to other Candy Holidays...like Halloween. Plus. I got to buy cute cards, give them to everyone in the class along with candy and place them in this cool box/envelope thing that was designed by myself. Overall...a nice haul.
But my favorite thing about Valentines day...and for many holidays. Is to just read the things written on the cards, or the messages given in the cards because often times those valentines were picked to represent what the person thought of me. And me being a rather curious person, hungered to know what people thought of me. (I liked Yearbook signing day for similar reasons. I enjoy reading notes people left in my yearbook.)
That still applies today. Even though being "adult" and such means that rarely are cards given out to anyone besides a significant other...I still appreciate the thought given when I just receive a little valentine, or a bigger valentine. :)
For Valentines...I do enjoy getting things, but I enjoy the intent behind the giving more then the gift itself. :) Its just a sweeter deal if the gift is awesometastic ^^
It just brightens the day. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
And Happy Valentine's Day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
My sister and I were walking to school. We'd walked past the light, and was almost to the roundabout, when I remembered...I had a dance competition I was supposed to dress up for today! So I told my sister. "Hey wait here, I'll be back!" and she was like "Okay, while you're at it, please grab my jacket, you know the one." So I was like "Okay!"
So I ended up back at the apartment, and I was halfway through changing my clothes when I realized....my dance competition wasn't today...its tomorrow. So I ended up changing back into my school clothes...but I had a slight problem with my pants. I couldn't find the right pair of pants. I tried on like 5 or six...and there was always something wrong with them...they didn't fit right, they were dirty, this one had holes, this one was suddenly red stretchy pants....which did not look cool. But I managed. So I zipped by my sister's room to grab her jacket. And searching along the line of jackets hanging from the shelf. I spotted one that was black and had a green "Cadean" and a number...like "42" stitched on the back right shoulderblade and the hood had a fringe of brown fur along its edge so I grabbed it and
****
There was this little boy. Around six or seven years old. Pale skin, brown hair...I think blue eyes. He ran into the house dropping everything on the ground and went tearing about searching for this one item he needed for school. He finally finds it and sticks it in his mouth (i think it was like a binky) and yells goodbye. ( I think he said "Goodbye Mom!") And ran out the door....leaving all his school stuff behind. I watched him run up the driveway and disappear over the horizon and I thought "he'll come back soon he needs this."
Well he did come back...
In a blue car (similar to the one seen in the incredibles movie) with this old lady driving.
It was around sunset...
and when the boy got out of the car...he was in a wheelchair, wearing a blue denim jacket and he had on glasses.
and I remember feeling sadness that my boy came back...disabled.
***
We're in this old abandoned building. Me and this guy... and we're working on building staircases that lead into the basement to help this group of natives that are living there be able to access the lower levels because they had all been destroyed. We had built 5 or 6 staircases, but the guy was rebuilding the first main staircase we built. And the natives came up to me saying "We need another stair case." or "We need this one fixed now." So I made my way down to where he was working on the next level. And I told him "Hey they need another staircase to reach this area of the building." And the dude scrawling patterns...formulas they looked like a bunch of half circles...in yellow dye answered "The staircase in this area will take them to the same place." And it bugged me so bad that he was so unconcerned with the natives plight..I wanted to ruin his figures that he was drawing on the wall.
***
We had cleaning checks.
And we hadn't cleaned.
My sister was in the kitchen making stuff when the checkers first arrived.
They were a guy and a girl and...our place wasn't very clean...
At least in the kitchen. But the dude was patient with us.
Waiting to give us time to clean.
My sister throughout all the chaos of cleaning was making some sort of soup or drink.
That involved canned peaches...but they were cut into rings like a pineapple. and a big pot of water on the stove.
She would move these peach rings via a long toothpick (it was a foot long) to the pot and put them in, stir it around and then go back for more. Apparently she couldn't just dump the bottle into the pot. She had to string the peach rings on to the toothpick stick and then move the rings from the counter over to the pot.
I looked into the pot...and it just looked like this orange paste thing. All mashed together kinda like a smoothie.
Anyway...I remember thinking "Why don't you just fail us, we won't get this clean in time."
And the dude filled out the paper...
and I remember seeing that he was writing the date for the next cleaning check and being rather annoyed that we'd have to have another cleaning check
when the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
Extra Info:
Dream 1 about me missing the dance: Tuesday I actually have a dance competition that I need to dress up for...soooo I was probably worried that I'd forget.
The jacket with the cadean...my sister and I knew a guy named Cadean....and she dated him for a bit...but it didn't work out and he's been avoiding us.
The coat...I think yesterday in church I saw a coat with fur in the hood.
The number 42 besides being the meaning of life in HitchHiker's Guide was also seen in a chemistry outline that I had to fill out for class.
Dream 2. No idea what this whole dream meant....
Dream 3. The whole abandoned building might be an idea form Avatar the Last Airbender. The yellow dye that was used by the guy was similar in concept to the Lemonthing that Gates used in National Treasure to get Dr.Chase's fingerprints so he could go steal the declaration of independence.
Dream 4. I don't like cleaning checks.....we have peaches....no idea where the rest came from :)
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Scripture Answers
Off and on for the past couple of weeks, after reading my scriptures, I will close up the book and then flip it open to a random page and pick a random verse and read it to see what it says.
Why did I/am I doing this? Well....I keep getting told in Institute and Church meetings that we can receive answers from the Lord through studying the scriptures....so I decided to try it out by flipping open to a random page to see what is said. :)
Sometimes the verse will just be something totally random....having no application whatsoever.
But othertimes the verse I read will be really helpful. :) Giving me comfort about questions I have, or they give me ideas on what I need to change...
And sometimes the verse will be a bit of a reprimand to say :Hey Sarnic...don't do that. And I'd be like :S Sorry!!! I shouldn't have done that, now I know that i know I shouldn't have done that I won't do that....
but yah....it has been rather interesting to just flip to a random verse to see what advice I can receive from those pages. :) They've been helpful more often then not, and I find it kind of fun. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was in my house (again...)
But it wasn't my house it was a new house....that had characteristics of my Grandma's house (my mom's parent's house) And we'd all basically claimed our rooms.
I remember my brother having the 'book guest room' but it used to be the grandparents room...but it actually had a bunch of living room aspects to it.
Anyway...I had a room in a 'different wing of the house." kinda like the basement..but not. And I thought I could go through a secret passageway to get from the part of the house I was in to the part of the house my brother was in. so I went from my room to the bedroom next to mine....and there was no passage way out of there. :( I ended up having to go to the basement...I think in order to access the secret passageway..or else the passages between bedrooms were only on my brother's side of the house. (I remember him laying on a bean bag sac being rather lazy)
****
My sister and a tall man went into this grocery store.
They walked up to the counter...it was a jewelry counter.
And the man swiped a golden bracelet (it had a lot of circular disk coins on it...so it was rather valuable)
And when the footage of this heist was gone over....they couldn't decide if the man had hit the sales woman before grabbing the bracelet or else just grabbed the bracelet and took off.
They got two other items...one was tubeshaped...the other boxshaped....
And they exited the store...without paying.
My sister and I pushed the cart out to our green car, but some how it had gotten buried in a snow bank...apparently it had snowed alot while we were in the store.
So the car was completely covered in snow...except the hood and a bit of the tires. So I could see those, and there was a lock (similar to a keyhole of an old door lock) shape where the keyhole to unlock the car door was imprinted in the snow. So I stuck my car key in there, unlocked the door and opened it up....Only to have a whole bunch of the snow fall into the car. So I had to scoop that out hurriedly (we were on the run.) and I was getting ready to throw everything in then drive away...
When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
And I became myself again.
Extra Info.
In real life I do have a green car....I dreamt about our car. :)
Though its rather odd that I thought I was driving in the dream.....because the door I opened in the dream was the passenger door. not the driver's door. And I remember the driving wheel being in its usual spot...so unless the wheel could move....it was extremely odd that I thought I could drive from the passenger seat....
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D.
Why did I/am I doing this? Well....I keep getting told in Institute and Church meetings that we can receive answers from the Lord through studying the scriptures....so I decided to try it out by flipping open to a random page to see what is said. :)
Sometimes the verse will just be something totally random....having no application whatsoever.
But othertimes the verse I read will be really helpful. :) Giving me comfort about questions I have, or they give me ideas on what I need to change...
And sometimes the verse will be a bit of a reprimand to say :Hey Sarnic...don't do that. And I'd be like :S Sorry!!! I shouldn't have done that, now I know that i know I shouldn't have done that I won't do that....
but yah....it has been rather interesting to just flip to a random verse to see what advice I can receive from those pages. :) They've been helpful more often then not, and I find it kind of fun. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was in my house (again...)
But it wasn't my house it was a new house....that had characteristics of my Grandma's house (my mom's parent's house) And we'd all basically claimed our rooms.
I remember my brother having the 'book guest room' but it used to be the grandparents room...but it actually had a bunch of living room aspects to it.
Anyway...I had a room in a 'different wing of the house." kinda like the basement..but not. And I thought I could go through a secret passageway to get from the part of the house I was in to the part of the house my brother was in. so I went from my room to the bedroom next to mine....and there was no passage way out of there. :( I ended up having to go to the basement...I think in order to access the secret passageway..or else the passages between bedrooms were only on my brother's side of the house. (I remember him laying on a bean bag sac being rather lazy)
****
My sister and a tall man went into this grocery store.
They walked up to the counter...it was a jewelry counter.
And the man swiped a golden bracelet (it had a lot of circular disk coins on it...so it was rather valuable)
And when the footage of this heist was gone over....they couldn't decide if the man had hit the sales woman before grabbing the bracelet or else just grabbed the bracelet and took off.
They got two other items...one was tubeshaped...the other boxshaped....
And they exited the store...without paying.
My sister and I pushed the cart out to our green car, but some how it had gotten buried in a snow bank...apparently it had snowed alot while we were in the store.
So the car was completely covered in snow...except the hood and a bit of the tires. So I could see those, and there was a lock (similar to a keyhole of an old door lock) shape where the keyhole to unlock the car door was imprinted in the snow. So I stuck my car key in there, unlocked the door and opened it up....Only to have a whole bunch of the snow fall into the car. So I had to scoop that out hurriedly (we were on the run.) and I was getting ready to throw everything in then drive away...
When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
And I became myself again.
Extra Info.
In real life I do have a green car....I dreamt about our car. :)
Though its rather odd that I thought I was driving in the dream.....because the door I opened in the dream was the passenger door. not the driver's door. And I remember the driving wheel being in its usual spot...so unless the wheel could move....it was extremely odd that I thought I could drive from the passenger seat....
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Short Happy Endings
A group of us got together to watch Pixar's Short Films.
You know the short cartoons that are shown before any Pixar Movie? Yah...occasionally one will be shown after the movie as well. lol.
Well...we were watching those.
And...it was decided.
That if the story is short....
It should be a happy ending.
Because its kind of sad to have the short film end sadly...
its just depressing.
Everyone wants a happy ending to a movie. (well....I say everyone...there are probably some who don't)
So its rather....strange when the ending doesn't happen.
Especially for a film that doesn't seem to last longer then 5 minutes...
I just have to think to myself..
"You had 5minutes and you made the ending sad??" Why???
So yah.....we all kind of agreed....if its a short film....it should end on a happy note...or at least with us laughing or something....because sad and depressing is....well sad and depressing...
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Our house....was in foreclosure. But it hadn't been taken from us yet. We were going to try one last thing....get the government on our side giving all these different reasons why we still needed the house and why the IRS couldn't take it away from us and such.
And this inspector man came...he kinda looked like a detective the hat and a long brown coat.
Then i was packing up things, trying to grab everything that I would need right then...or if I wasn't able to come back to get, I would already have (we would also loose everything in the house if we lost this battle)
At one point I went into my brother's room. And he had this hole fishtank thing going in his dresser where each drawer was a fishtank, but the bottom drawer was just like a regular wood draw. When I pulled it open there was...a pillow type thing on top. So i removed it....and the drawer was filled with goldfish. The other tanks had gold fish as well.
I put the pillow back on the drawer...water slopped out but no fishies and shut it.
Then I was back in my room gathering items of importance to me....like a couple of favorite stuffed animals, books, toys, ipod, laptop...things like that.
****
my sister, her date, me and my date were walking/running down a hill....similar to the one that takes me to Zupas ^^ yummy. But at one point while running I saw this shop and my date and I decided to go in. My sister and her date soon realized we were gone and came back...well the sister did....her date kind of disappeared. We were looking through all the different shelves, and my date pointed to this hug chain stuffed animal..it was like a hedgehog...but then it looked like a pig....and said he would like one of those.
I was like O.o Why?
But I asked my sister which one she thought my date would like -when my date moved to a different section of the store- I had a choice between pink, brown, and blue or combinations thereof. and....this key chain creatures now had sequins all over them silver in color. They were big and round, didn't blend into the creature at all...
and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
Extra Info.
-I often dream of fish...and they usually end up in weird places that aren't actual fishtanks...but they still manage to live.
-my brother's bedroom is downstairs. Mine is upstairs. They reflected their actual positions in real life in this dream.
-the detective...was probably from a scene I watched from D.N. Angel.
-The second part of the dream is more of a "what do you get a boy for a holiday?" type of question that has been bugging me. >.< grr guys are hard to shop for. So here was my minds solution lol. :)
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
You know the short cartoons that are shown before any Pixar Movie? Yah...occasionally one will be shown after the movie as well. lol.
Well...we were watching those.
And...it was decided.
That if the story is short....
It should be a happy ending.
Because its kind of sad to have the short film end sadly...
its just depressing.
Everyone wants a happy ending to a movie. (well....I say everyone...there are probably some who don't)
So its rather....strange when the ending doesn't happen.
Especially for a film that doesn't seem to last longer then 5 minutes...
I just have to think to myself..
"You had 5minutes and you made the ending sad??" Why???
So yah.....we all kind of agreed....if its a short film....it should end on a happy note...or at least with us laughing or something....because sad and depressing is....well sad and depressing...
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Our house....was in foreclosure. But it hadn't been taken from us yet. We were going to try one last thing....get the government on our side giving all these different reasons why we still needed the house and why the IRS couldn't take it away from us and such.
And this inspector man came...he kinda looked like a detective the hat and a long brown coat.
Then i was packing up things, trying to grab everything that I would need right then...or if I wasn't able to come back to get, I would already have (we would also loose everything in the house if we lost this battle)
At one point I went into my brother's room. And he had this hole fishtank thing going in his dresser where each drawer was a fishtank, but the bottom drawer was just like a regular wood draw. When I pulled it open there was...a pillow type thing on top. So i removed it....and the drawer was filled with goldfish. The other tanks had gold fish as well.
I put the pillow back on the drawer...water slopped out but no fishies and shut it.
Then I was back in my room gathering items of importance to me....like a couple of favorite stuffed animals, books, toys, ipod, laptop...things like that.
****
my sister, her date, me and my date were walking/running down a hill....similar to the one that takes me to Zupas ^^ yummy. But at one point while running I saw this shop and my date and I decided to go in. My sister and her date soon realized we were gone and came back...well the sister did....her date kind of disappeared. We were looking through all the different shelves, and my date pointed to this hug chain stuffed animal..it was like a hedgehog...but then it looked like a pig....and said he would like one of those.
I was like O.o Why?
But I asked my sister which one she thought my date would like -when my date moved to a different section of the store- I had a choice between pink, brown, and blue or combinations thereof. and....this key chain creatures now had sequins all over them silver in color. They were big and round, didn't blend into the creature at all...
and then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
Extra Info.
-I often dream of fish...and they usually end up in weird places that aren't actual fishtanks...but they still manage to live.
-my brother's bedroom is downstairs. Mine is upstairs. They reflected their actual positions in real life in this dream.
-the detective...was probably from a scene I watched from D.N. Angel.
-The second part of the dream is more of a "what do you get a boy for a holiday?" type of question that has been bugging me. >.< grr guys are hard to shop for. So here was my minds solution lol. :)
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
Friday, February 11, 2011
Nothingness
The post of nothingness will gain somethingness in a while, but not right now. :)
.....and still nothing happens.....because the something that would fill the nothing.
Took a vacation to other places
Sooooo......we're just going to have to be satisfied with a blog...
of nothing.....
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
What is a blog about nothing....without a dream about nothing to go with it?
Except I did dream...
it just ended up being about nothing.....that is rememberable :(
I need to stop doing this......
Note to self; remember to remember dreams for longer then two minutes after waking.
-S.N.D
.....and still nothing happens.....because the something that would fill the nothing.
Took a vacation to other places
Sooooo......we're just going to have to be satisfied with a blog...
of nothing.....
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
What is a blog about nothing....without a dream about nothing to go with it?
Except I did dream...
it just ended up being about nothing.....that is rememberable :(
I need to stop doing this......
Note to self; remember to remember dreams for longer then two minutes after waking.
-S.N.D
Thursday, February 10, 2011
A Page Gone
Do you guys write in journals?
I tend to.....everyday. :) lol.
And every time I shift over to the next page.
(From the left page to the right page)
When writing I look at the last few words I wrote.
And I wonder to myself.
"What if this next page gets torn out?"
What if I was leading up to this big epic reveal and the answer lies on the next page...
but due to unforeseen circumstances...the page with the answer....
disappears.
I think that would be really annoying.
And I'd be pulling my hair out screaming
"GAH!! WHERE IS THE NEXT PAGE?!?!?! WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?!?!"
okay...so I wouldn't be pulling my hair out screaming,
But it is an interesting concept.
Am I writing anything important in my journal...where If a page disappears...
It would be really sad?
Sure...all my memories are important to a point...
day after day repeating what happened in school can get rather dull...
but seriously...those moments when what I write in my journal actually catches interest....
I wonder.
lol Its not like anybody will read my journals....
At least not in the foreseeable future. :)
But I still have that thought...
What if this was read...and a page was missing?
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Involved scenes from Avatar the Last Airbender, the last couple of episodes of the first season.
I was Aang, and I was flying around the Pendulum Building of my school.
Trying to find Oppa and Katara while avoiding the badguys....
And that's all I can remember. :)
-S.N.D.
I tend to.....everyday. :) lol.
And every time I shift over to the next page.
(From the left page to the right page)
When writing I look at the last few words I wrote.
And I wonder to myself.
"What if this next page gets torn out?"
What if I was leading up to this big epic reveal and the answer lies on the next page...
but due to unforeseen circumstances...the page with the answer....
disappears.
I think that would be really annoying.
And I'd be pulling my hair out screaming
"GAH!! WHERE IS THE NEXT PAGE?!?!?! WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?!?!"
okay...so I wouldn't be pulling my hair out screaming,
But it is an interesting concept.
Am I writing anything important in my journal...where If a page disappears...
It would be really sad?
Sure...all my memories are important to a point...
day after day repeating what happened in school can get rather dull...
but seriously...those moments when what I write in my journal actually catches interest....
I wonder.
lol Its not like anybody will read my journals....
At least not in the foreseeable future. :)
But I still have that thought...
What if this was read...and a page was missing?
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Involved scenes from Avatar the Last Airbender, the last couple of episodes of the first season.
I was Aang, and I was flying around the Pendulum Building of my school.
Trying to find Oppa and Katara while avoiding the badguys....
And that's all I can remember. :)
-S.N.D.
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