Someone in the Car

I have a tendency to connect pieces of information together...when it doesn't really make sense to connect them and form stories out if it.
Often times this emerges when I'm being told the plot to a story, or I'm reading said story. I'll say "So this happens right?" and most of the time...I am right. :)
That doesn't mean it works fully in real life.
Still I try to connect random bits of information I've collected...and see if my 'story' will actually happen.

So what happened?

Today, I went to a school to do some observation for one of my classes.
Usually, I drive over myself and leave the car there until I'm done, then drive home.
Kikay usually walks home.
Today, however, it was different.
I had to stay later at the Institute then usual so my observation was pushed back a bit.
And she was right with me...and asked if I would give her a ride.
The catch;
I was already basically late for my observation.
And taking her home would make me later...then like 10 mins...
So what did we do?
A Chinese firedrill of course :) ;) lol
I convinced her to let me drive to the school for observation, and she would drive home then come pick me up at the designated time I would usually get out.
Sounds simple right?
Yah...
No.
I got out at the designated time an hour and a half later....
and Kikay wasn't there.
I halfway figured this would happen.
So I checked my phone and sure enough I found a message from her.
Asking if it would be alright if she came 15 minutes later then planned.
I asked why.
She responded "You'll see :}"

And here is my thought process...the 'story' as it were.
"You'll see. :}"
Means that she will be bringing it in the car with her.
Which could be a thing, or a person.
I went with a person, for why would she bring a thing with her?
When I hadn't asked for anything.
So I asked her "Do we have a visitor?"
She never responded.
But I figured it was true. There was somebody coming with her.
Now who was it?
Friday....there was the idea that Kikay and I would have a writing group.
And coincidentally today was Friday....though there had been nothing mentioned about trying to do a writing group today....but it was the best thought I had.
Perhaps it was the president of her club. He had been in the car the last time Kikay had come to pick me up, but she hadn't mentioned anything about a meeting with him, so i was back thinking it was the writing group thing...
Until I remembered....last night.
A friend of mine asked me what I was doing tomorrow.
I said this that and the other until a certain time.
The friend said "oh okay....and didn't say anything more about it."
I had thought last night "It would be cool if the friend showed up at that time."
And it was nearing that certain time.
So what if the friend had been in contact with Kikay, and had arrived, and they were going to surprise me! And my mind went a bit further...what if the Friend had gotten the other friends in the same area to come down as well? It would be like a really cool party! And I admit I had the stray thought that they had decorated the apartment (don't ask me why...its not my birthday...or any holiday...)
-This second thought...about the friends coming to visit....yah, I knew it wasn't going to happen. Work and school take place Friday evenings for most of them. So it was a .000000000000000000001% chance they would all show up. More of a 20% chance one would show up...though that is being optimistic since....well...I had received no word that they would show up....and its even less likely that a surprise would happen.
Still...it was a thought. Purely fantasy with a shred, an itsy bitsy shred of possible truth.
Ha. That was a fun story to come up with.
So 15 minutes later Kikay shows up. Accidentally driving by the first time. lol.

And I was right! There was someone in the car!
That's about how right I was.
Kikay had picked up a couple...yah two someones....a couple of friends of hers to drop them off at their house. But...Kikay brought me a box of donuts too! :) Yummy.

And that's my story.
I figured out that Kikay was bringing someone. Woot!
I was just completely wrong about who was it. :) lol

Oh well...that was the fun part about being a creative writer.
Multiple scenarios come up with in a blink of an eye....only one that is right...or partially right. :) lol

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Spider Fly

I saw a spider fly
Today as I walked on by
but I didn't want to sigh
when I saw that spider fly
for it fell down and began to cry
Until I asked why oh why?
Be cheerful you didn't die
when you went to fly
and at least you did try
keep on going spider fly
You can do it like a flutterby
So continue to try.
And I will say my goodbye.
Bye bye.

       -S.N.D

-If you're wondering what the point behind this poem is....
I can't tell you it :) lol.
The point was to just write something. I randomly started coming up with a rhyming poem earlier today. And I ended up with a headache later today. Soo as headaches tend to do...they make it hard to focus on some things, but can't stop focusing on others.
So I wrote down a poem to distract me for a bit :)
I hope you like it.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

In the Works

Today I was doing homework, and I found a cool quote from a surprising source.
Philosophy. Dun Dun Dun.

"I am in the process of writing an unfinished story and forming an unfinished character who, in my case, is myself." -Robert Kane

:) I liked it.
Because it makes me seem so much more productive...since I have so little time to write creatively lately :) lol.

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Extended Time

Time.
Everything is about Time.
Do I have Time to do this?
Where is my 'free' time?
When will my time be mine again?

I probably have stated this before recently
(my tired brain makes it hard to remember at the moment)
but I have basically been putting my shoulder to the wheel....
and walking 50 miles everyday.
lol its actually surprising that somehow I manage to get things done...
that throughout all my procrastinating, and distractions, and institute stuff, and other things that take up those precious hours of the day, and alot of the night...it gets done.

Today, I was a bit...tense...more so then usual.
I had stayed up til 2am working on homework after waking up at 6am yesterday, and ran around campus like a crazy person going to classes and the like.
So...today I started out....pretty close on empty.
Since I had to get up early to finish homework I couldn't do last night because my brain melted.
Well...I basically started out running again.
And amidst the twelve other things I needed to do...
I dropped by the stake offices in the Institute -having rushed up there from class, and changed into church clothes- to get set apart as Publicity CoChair for the Institute.

And...wow....it was a cool 'setting apart/ blessing.'
I felt so relaxed afterwards. Like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
Why?
The main thing I remember about the blessing....was that President N...
talked about Time.
I hadn't really said much about my hectic schedule.
How I never feel like I have time for...well myself...time for most things.
I had said that I had a class at 3 I needed to get to...it was 230...but that was about all I had mentioned.

Still, I was blessed, to be able to have enough time to get everything done, to have my time extended when it was needed so that I could get everything done, but that I shouldn't expect it to happen all the time. There will be times when I won't have 'extra time' found somewhere, but that will be the moment when I'm supposed to learn and grow from not having enough time.
Basically, I was left with the impression of "I have time."
Even though my life is crazy hectic "I have time."
I will be able to find ways to make everything fit into my 'time' whether things will go quicker then expected, or it will seem like my time has...become longer...that time is passing by more slowly so that I can get everything done.
It was very cool, and very comforting to get another 'witness' that I am being looked out after, that Christ knows what I'm going through and that I can get help from them.
It was amazing, after the blessing I felt light. Almost like a feather. I was totally relaxed. It was awesome :)

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Come What May, and Love It

"How can we love days that are filled with sorrow? We can't- at least not in the moment...don't suppress discouragement or deny the reality of pain...don't smother unpleasant truths beneath a cloak of pretended happiness...(However,) I do believe that the way we react to adversity can be a major factor in how happy and successful we can be in life...Learn to laugh...(for)..in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result...Trust in (yourself and)..the next time you're tempted to groan, you might try to laugh instead."

-Taken from Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin's talk in the October 2008 General Conference.

Today in my Teachings of the Living Prophets class; we went over Elder Wirthlin's talk titled: Come What May and Love It. Written above is...the collection of thoughts he spoke, but mixed up in order so that it all worked together and made sense to me.
You can find the whole talk in its proper order at this link -> http://lds.org/general-conference/2008/10/come-what-may-and-love-it?lang=eng I highly recommend reading it. :)

My original intention with posting the quoted section above, was to give some people a "stop being so depressing" kick. I wanted them to read this and think "Huh, Elder Wirthlin is right. I should 'learn to laugh' aka 'be a bit more cheerful.'
I never expected to have to take the lesson into my own life today.

I must say...I've been struggling a little lately. Where I feel like I've been walking through mud, just because I have so much to do in a day and I'm stressed about finding the time to do everything, and feeling bad when I don't.
Anyway...this evening...after having procrastinated homework for the weekend...and being a tad bit too busy to do it any sooner, I got back from FHE with the intention to get on my computer, read all the stuff I have to read and write the assignments I need to write before heading to bed.
It ended up not happening, due to Internet problems.
Where for some reason my computer will only give me 'limited connectivity' to the Internet.
Making it really difficult to do my homework since I have to turn it in online.
(Hence the reason why this post is scheduled at 11:59pm...I didn't get Internet access until after midnight)
And that Internet access is only due to my wonderful sister...who let me borrow her computer...for her laptop likes her and has the Internet...while mine still is acting up....odd.
Anyway...
I was thinking some really unfriendly thoughts earlier today...due to my Internet going out...because of other people....I could feel the black cloud gathering over my head.
When I remembered...."The next time you're tempted to groan, you might try to laugh instead."
I groaned.
I don't want to laugh! This is awful!
Then I thought....huh...this is a teaching moment apparently.
To tell me that I can be taught principles as the gospel, and that this talk wasn't for those friends only.
But that I could use it as well.
So I 'laughed'
Not really literally.
I was putting a 'postive joking' spin on the whole thing.
Basically saying "Sarnic. You need to stop procrastinating, look where it got you! Okay, Sarnic I'll do that. I'll stop procrastinating....after I do this first."
lol I found it rather funny.
But Elder Wirthlin's talk didn't just apply to a couple of hours ago when I was frustrated.
It also applied to other times in my day.
I also took the concept of "Try to laugh" and apply it.
Again, I wasn't literally laughing, but I was trying to put a positive spin on things.
And I ended up actually feeling pretty good. :)
Yay!
Lets hope it lasts into tomorrow as well lol.

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Leftovers

Have you ever wondered what happens to the uneaten food you throw away?

I think most people will assume that it goes to the dump, and that's all they think about it.
But whenever I throw away food...that I didn't eat...
I wonder.....will someone else be eating this?
Its an odd thought.
But it started....back in my first year of college...when i went to the circus by myself.
I tend to have a creative mind, so I see things and then decide if that would make a good story or not.
At the circus...
I had the thought of a homeless person surviving off of cotton candy and popcorn from the circus, digging out the unused/uneaten parts from the garbage.
The thought has stuck in my head since then.
And usually resurfaces briefly whenever I throw away uneaten food.
Could it be possible that this food, that I've deemed unedible.
Be a delicious treat for a person barely surviving off of scraps?

That there are people out there, who will take the time and risk getting seriously sick, by eating food other people have thrown away.

I'm sure there are...
Yet...does it happen here, where I live?
I do not know.
Still I wonder....
Still I think
"I hope this tastes good to whatever eats it next."

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

My sister and I were heading to Hogwarts. We needed to get to the Hogwarts express.
But first we had to get our pets. An owl, toad, cat.....
I had an owl...but I saw a sign for a pet store...and I really wanted to get a cat.
So I went inside to see if they would exchange animals.
There were alot of cats inside.
Kikay and I went a bit gaga because of all the different animals.
I ended up making my way to the back of the shop.
Where it became an open...cavern facing a cliff. It was narrow.
and you had to be careful where you stepped. because things weren't stable
Though the shop owner assured me that none of these cages would fall off the side of the cliff.
I looked inside one of the cages.
And saw these cute tiny kittens.
They were no bigger then an inch long.
Totally puny. And cute!
I found one I liked in particular. It was a Siamese kitten. though it became white...it started changing color shadings as it began to 'grow older and bigger' it never got bigger then 2 inches in my dream.
The woman who owned the shop told me that those kittens were a 'buy two get them free" idea. So if I chose two kittens, I could take them. Freely.
Cept I was thinking that Hogwarts wouldn't allow me to have more then one pet.
So I thought about convincing Kikay to get a mini cat as well.
But she was having her own field day in the shop. Having found a bunch of mini ponys the same size as the kittens, as well as kittens and other creatures.
So for a moment I went back to looking at the full grown cats.
Particularly the Siamese cats.
But I ended up back looking at the mini kitten.

At one point I was actually on the train...or near it...with a bunch of traveling packs piled on top of each other. I had dashed there to grab something... a list....and noted in passing that my bag -it was green and had my college logo on it, plus the square outline of my scriptures could be seen within it. then I was explaining that I had forgotten...blah blah blah...I couldnt' find....whatever it was to a professor. Then I had dashed back to the animal store for the mini kitten.

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

A Good Day

Ooh Its Exciting.
^^
There are just some days...where even when 'bad' things happen...
Its really hard to break a cheerful spirit for long ^^

Perhaps the most exciting thing that happened today was...
That I got into the Pottermore Website :D
Its been awesome so far!! ^^ and I'm soo distracted with it...
that I barely remembered that I needed to post a blog :) lol

-The most interesting part I've reached so far was getting my wand. :)
I'm so looking forward to getting into one of the houses :)

^^ but the Wand is awesome :)
I have a Yew with Dragon Core 12 1/2 inches long. Slightly springy
And surprisingly the information given on Pottermore about wand types and such...
is pretty accurate. :D Which makes it 12 times as cooler!! (I use 12 because that's how long my wand is) lol.

Anyway I'll keep this short and sweet since I want to return to pottermore :D 
And say.
I hope you have a cheerful night/day!

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

A Break from the Spotlight

Do you ever have a....I guess you would call it a 'nervous tick?"
or A nervous Habit? Perhaps its nothing about nerves at all...its just something you find yourself doing when bored, or when you need to do something with your hands?

Yah...today I was noticing a 'habit' I have rather strongly.
I tend to take one arm -usually my left arm.
and move it behind my back to grab onto my other arm.

I started doing this in Elementary school...kind of in a "I think this looks cool" concept.
Now I do it....somewhat as a comfort. When I'm feeling a bit....I guess uneasy.
But I also do it...when bored...when I'm standing there...and I have nothing to do with my hands.

So I guess overall its my "At ease" posture. Where I can stand there like that for hours on end.

Only...I can't.
I've been working on keeping my hands at my side....to make myself seem more open. So that I'm not 'closed off' and not a 'shrinking violet' ether.
lol...its difficult.
I caught my hand moving behind my back to grab my other arm half a dozen times at least.
It was actually kind of funny.
I get distracted for a moment.
And there it goes.
My left arm, like it has a mind of its own. To go grab my right arm.
Haha.
It would move. I would glance to it and it would jerk back into position.
Almost like a dog...trying to sneak away and get the food off the table...
It would move then act like it hadn't done anything when I glanced in that direction.

:) It was intriguing to feel like...I couldn't control my arm fully.
That it had an ulterior purpose.
*shrugs*
I had the thought...that since its my left arm....maybe it sometimes gets tired of having all the attention.
What Attention? You may ask....
Well...I'm left handed.
So that tends to get me attention.
And I guess my left hand...doesn't want to be in the 'spotlight' all the time.
So it goes behind my back to grasp on to my right arm.
So my right hand is essentially now in the spotlight.
Because all you can see of my left arm...is shoulder to elbow.
So right hand now gets the attention.
and left hand gets a break from the spotlight.

Hmm....interesting....a break from the spotlight.
My left hand likes to take those alot when its not in use. :)
Now the question is....should I 'break that habit.'
Hmmmm....

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

I was in a parking garage.
Trying to get out, because I had something to do.
I was driving my car...which sometimes was green, other times it was white.
I was trying to get through a narrower area.
Really quick.
And ended up scraping up the side, the right side of the car against a yellow post thing.
I parked in a....restaurant parking lot.
To check out the damage.
And it looked like I'd basically 'crunched' the front of the car.
Or at least that right side of the car.
The side was all wavy and crunched.
Yah...I was starting to panic.
How could I make it look like I hadn't just hurt the car really bad.
-The car was white. It looked like My Mom's Parent's car.-
At some point my Dad's parents also came into the picture...
Wanting something...I think we were getting ready to go eat...to go pick up something...someone...

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

Completion

Do you ever become excited....for no particular reason whatsoever...
besides a thought crossed your mind.
And you liked that thought.
So you were just day dreaming about that thought.
thinking about the different possibilities that could come from that thought.
And just becoming really excited?

Yah...That's me right now ^^ lol

I'm totally getting hyper from it right now.

Why?
Because I'm now waiting for the unknown :)

Almost two months ago.
I came up with an idea.
That brought me excitement and I figured.
It would be fun to do.
To bring a smile to another's face.
And hopefully brighten a day.

Its been my project for the last little while.
My Secret Project.
And tonight. I've completed it.
And now...I'm awaiting the response to it.

Its exciting and nerve wracking.
Because this might be a big success...
or a huge failure.
I don't know, I just know that
I've had fun so far.
And I hope it continues.

But now...I just wait.

:) -I won't leave you guys hanging. Wondering what the secret project is....
For long. :(
Heh... sorry
I must let the first ones see it first. Then everyone else can see it :)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Smartical Loop

Yesterday I had a conversation with a fellow.
And I mentioned that I am bogged down with homework, barely keeping up with my classes....

His response...was... "I thought you were smarter?" then that. something along that line.

*blinks*
Yah that threw me for a loop.
I responded "I am smart." <- you can tell how thrown off I was by saying that out right.

It was just odd...we'd just come from a class talking about people with 'different' needs. Who struggle in school for a variety of reasons...

and he says "I thought you were smarter?"

I felt like smacking him.

Just because I say that I'm 'barely keeping up with homework'
That doesn't mean that I'm struggling. That I'm 'having problems in school.'

It means:
DUDE I'M FREAKING BUSY! I HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE OF COMPUTER GAMES!!!

-I'm totally assuming the computer games part....by the by. It was just my thoughts...
It was more of the...I think he couldn't understand why I would have homework that I can some days barely keep up on, when he usually does his homework the moment its assigned in his classroom so by the time class is over he's done?

Yah...I don't do that.
But that doesn't mean I'm dumb.
I HAVE A LIFE.

A crazy hectic, I will get less then 5 hours of sleep most nights busy day life.

-Don't get me wrong I'm totally loving the hecticness...
But I did NOT like the statement "I thought you were smarter."
No.
"I just have alot of obligations."
"I have alot to do!"
I'm taking a ton of classes. And all those classes have their own homework that can take different amounts of time. Plus other obligations.

A typical week for me right now is this:
(I've been wanting to put this down in written form somewhere...I figured here was good ;) )

Monday:
6am wake up/get ready
7am meeting
8am-"free-time"<- whenever this is mentioned it means that I do different things depending on what is going on at that time. It could be publicity/institute stuff since I'm on council, homework, sleep, etc.  
9am- class A
10am- class B
11am- class C
12pm- class D
1pm Freetime
2:30pm Internship
6:45pm I get home.
7:00 -FHE (if I decide to go)
And then often times 3 hours of homework. Along with a couple of hours of 'unwind from my day time"
With bedtime between 12-3am (basically everyday)

Tuesday
9am- Wakeup/Get ready -often times I can be up earlier
10am Class E
11:30am Class F
1:00pm Class G
2:15- Mentor time
3:00 Class H
4:00 Class I
5:30 "free time"
7:00-11:00pm Writing group.
Then homework once more.

Wednesday
7am- Wakeup/Get ready
8am- Internship
9am- Class A
10am- Class B
11am- Class C
12pm- Class D
1:30 -Field Experience (for a couple of weeks...it will be done by the first week of October.)
4:00-Study for Class A Quizzes
7:00ish get home after taking quiz
With time to unwind and 3 hours of homework.

Thursday
9am- Wakeup/Get ready
10am Class E
11:30am Class F
1:00pm Class G
2:15pm- Mentor time
3:00pm Class H
4:00pm Class I
Then unwinding, homework, and other 'free time' stuff

Friday
7am- Wakeup/Get ready
8am- Internship
9am- Class A
10am- Internship
11am- Internship
12pm- Devotional
1-3pm -Publicity stuff <-For the next couple of weeks its Field Experience stuff

and yah....
basically every class I have....has homework due the next time we have class.
which means I'm always doing something.

So am I smarter then that? YES
Am I busy? YES
Does it make sense why I'm barely keeping up on homework when I'm sleep deprived and I don't get to my homework most nights until 9pm or so? YES
Especially when most classes require I read 30 pages each then write a paper for each assignment? YES

*takes a breath*
Okay...so the guy probably wasn't thinking any of that....we'd just come from a 'special education' class. -learning how to deal with children with 'special needs' so he might have been thinking along those lines of "I'm barely keeping up." Perhaps.
No...I'm just experiencing what most college students experience.
:P A job, School, Homework, and Other obligations. lol :)

And no worries...I'm not drowning yet :)
I'm fully confident about getting through this semester :)
I just somehow keep finding more obligations placed on my shoulders, limiting my time.
I trust that I will do fine. I have before, and I will now. :)
;) I'm smart like that ;) School is my forte. I have little concerns...til midterms...and finals ;) lol

Yah...can you tell his statement has thrown me for a loop? Its thrown me for a loop..I'm still pondering it a day later....huh....

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream
I was in a tall tower like area.
With bridges and staircases
That weren't that 'steady'
They were precarious.
With bad...protections against falling over the side.
I was making my way carefully along the different stone bridges and such that were swaying from side to side. In some cases crawling, because I didn't want to fall.
I was at a 'resting point.'
And I saw this girl -she was blonde haired...wearing green...had a sporty, but girly appearance.
coming down the steps.
Apparently she had a friend with her...
and one of them tripped...
-I saw this from the 'corner' of my eye so I didn't see anything really.
But the friend ended up falling over the side.
I turned as I heard the sporty girl gasp. she was tangled up in the chain fence. Looking down.
Like 80 stories down...like top of a sky scraper down.
And I thought as I heard the thud of the friends body hit the ground.
Oh man...no one could survive that. Someone had just died in front of me.
(I didn't see them hit the ground.)
But then someone a voice from nothingness said.
"No she's not dead. the ground wasn't concrete. you can only die if the ground is concrete."
and I turned to see the girl..she had brown hair...was a bit bigger in statue in height and width, wore glasses...she reminded me of a girl from my ward...I think her name was Whitney...idr...
but she was being supported on both sides by a couple of other people and she had this big red blotch on the side of her face -blood, where her head had hit the floor.

There were other aspects....i was heading to my dad's place. It was his business... he was a rich multimillionaire, who didn't really have time for his children.
Then there was the 'field trip' type aspect where a 'mutual' group type of idea was happening, which was how we ended up at the tower place....

yah...

then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

S.N.D

Too Quiet for Eating

Sign Language Classes.

Are the worst classes to try and eat anything in.

Why?

Well....they're extremely quiet.

After all. Everything is done in sign language.
Which means there are no voices..nobody is speaking.

So the class sits in silence.

and that silence...makes every noise twice...quadruply as loud.

Everything seems to echo.

Especially so with food.

Today I sat next to a girl, who took the opportunity to eat something for lunch during class.

What was she eating? Carrots.

(okay this might be a bit of an exaggeration...sometimes I think my hearing is more acute then others... but I'm going to say it anyway.)

Carrots!
I've decided they are the nosiest food to eat.
In a quiet room. Or any 'snappy veggie'..like celery.
Today it was carrots.

Anyway...I had to endure..like 30 minutes of continuous chewing of carrots.
It was like nails on a chalk board with how noisy she was being.
I'm sure it was echoing around the room.
Chomp Chomp Chomp
Crunch Crunch Crunch.
Its not like she was chewing with her mouth open or anything.
Her mouth was closed.
But due to the silence of the classroom...you could hear every time her teeth bit into those carrots.

All that Noise. Noise Noise Noise
I found that I couldn't focus on the teacher, or the sign videos we were watching.
Because I was listening to the sound of the carrots being chewed to smitherins.
Waiting.
Waiting for the noise to stop.
And it never did.
Not til class ended.

yah...I ended up with a headache because I let the noise get to me.

Carrots...they should be banned from quiet classrooms. Or at least from eating more then like two of them at a time so people aren't distracted.... :)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

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Another Talent Unknown

Its amazing how we can take things for granted without realizing that they are considered to be a talent -like walking backwards- until someone points it out to you in an admiring sort of way.

Yesterday, I was once again brought into the light of understanding about a new talent -different from the walking backwards thing- that I just happened to do on the spur of the moment, but seemed amazing.

I've often called myself skin and bones.
I have very little muscle mass in my arms...more specifically my forearms.
I've often thought of them as being 'flat' in appearance. No nice circular muscles to make..my arms well circular. Instead its just skin covering the bones, giving my arms a flat appearance.

Well, the flatness of my radius and ulna came in and last evening.

I was at a mission farewell of a wardmate of mine.
And where there is a farewell....
there usually is food.
Yep. Lots of food.
I ended up grabbing a plate and proceeded to 'fill' it up with sandwiches, chips and bean dip, veggies, and crackers and the like until I had no room to place anything else on my plate without getting everything covered in bean dip.
It was then....that I noticed....
The dessert table.
And here I was...with no room on my plate for dessert.
I didn't want to have to get back in line to grab another plate to put the desserts on.
But I also didn't want to go eat my food then come back and get dessert...
for the desserts I wanted might have been gone by the time I got back.
I couldn't hold the deserts in my left hand...for my right hand was holding the plate, and I would need to eat with at least one of my hands....
-If you're saying 'put the plate down' at this moment....yah the thought didn't cross my mind to do that. Or...well it did....but my 'sitting place' was the floor, and I didn't want to put my plate in harms way of getting stepped on, or set the plate on the unstable surface of my lap....
So I had a plate in my right hand to hold my food and keep the bean dip safe.
My right hand was spread out underneath the plate so that my palm was facing upwards.
I noticed that my arm was rather flat...if thin and skinny.
In a split second...after I had grabbed the peanutbutter bar...and I realized that I couldn't grab more deserts with both my hands full..
I set the peanutbutter bar on my forearm since I couldn't really move it.
Well I could move it...but not in a twisting fashion...since the right hand was holding the plate, and I didn't want to spill that bean dip.
Taking advantage of my new found 'plate' I proceeded to stack a rice krispi treat, and a mint chocolate chip cookie on top of the peanutbutter bar which was sitting on my arm.
Then I went and sat on the ground and began to enjoy the food on my plate, leaving the desserts on my arm for the time being.

After a bit of conversation, one of the other people in the room commented on the fact that I was balancing three deserts on top of each other on my arm as I was eating, without any problems whatsoever.
lol, I had actually not given what I'd done with my desserts another thought. As far as I was concerned my left hand was free to eat, my right hand was holding the food, and once the food disappeared off the plate I would move the desserts unto the now empty plate.

The desserts never made it that far. :) I ate them before they reached the plate.
But having had this person draw attention to the fact that the desserts were really stable on my arm...I decided to test it...for I still had chips, but no bean dip to dip them in. So I got up, desserts still on my arm, and went and got bean dip and came back.
Without loosing any of those sugary sweets :)

I found it rather cool. :) lol.
I don't know when it would come in handy...unless I decided to wait tables in a restaurant and bring out the meals on my arms....
Still...I thought it was cool, and something different. :)

Here's to the tabletop arms!
Woot! May you keep any future food that find its way onto thee safe, sound, and delicious X)

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

A Moment to Vent

Frustration.
Frustration.
Frustration.
For us. Tration.
Frost Ration.
For us Trait on.
Fur use trade one.
Frustrate one. 

I need a control dial.
To switch "Leader" from myself. To someone else.
So they can be the magnet for a bit.
Because trying to attract five different opposing forces towards me....
Is not fun.
When I am the one always doing it.
*sighs*
Sometimes...sometimes.....sometimes....
Its annoying to be the only proactive one.
The one who will take action.
Be in charge.
That's not fair to say.
But that's how I feel.
Sometimes...I wish others would step up.
So I could take a break.
I don't think that is going to happen any time soon though.
For others have other obligations to fulfill.

So I should stop complaining...
and keep Marchin On.  
( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWKEXvtsWRE <- my current theme song by One Republic)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream
I was going to....design....go into a cave. But I was trying to paint a couple of dinosaur like figures in the entrance of the cave...it was like the cave was just a picture, though I could go in.
I turned and there were these two older ladies.
Both grey haired and such. One...had a name that began with E...Emmi...Emilyn...I don't remember.
And they were going to play "Take the Money and Run"
So over tea they decided what they were going to do. Talking strategy and something.
and the other old lady not the E one...said that they could take the case to her husband's house.
Why? Because they'd never find it there. They wouldn't ever think to question the husband.
Which I thought was weird....if they find out she has a husband they would question him...and could he keep a secret?
But Emm-- decided that it was a good idea.
She said "Take the money, I'll wait here for a bit and throw them off." -something along those lines. As she finished drinking her tea.
The other old lady was game for it. So she took the case and headed for the van.
-I didn't think they could separate....that those weren't the rules. Yet they did.
I helped the old lady into the van and then got into the drivers seat.
Why? Well....she couldn't really drive.....
So as I pulled out onto the freeway I asked "Where are we going? Where does your husband live?"
And she said "South Dakota"
My response was like ()_() ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!
South Dakota was more then two hours away from where we were!
And they only had two hours to hide the case of money!
We were like three states away from South Dakota!
So instead I pulled into an amusement park. Halfway with the idea that we could hide it somewhere in there...even though there would be alot of people.
So we went into the amusement park.
and came to this shop....I don't remember what it was exactly...I think it had something to do with food...and we met up with a bunch of other people....
Time passed....and it was getting to be evening in the park.
I actually got entered into a drawing and I won a prize.
Of pink filled oreoes.
And I had the idea that we could hide the oreos. -because they were of similar size to the case of money. We would get something to make it look black like the case and then bury it among one of the flower beds.


-Oh...before the amusement park...there was something where this young man had a strip of paper he would fold up and unfold in different ways as we tried to figure out where to place the case.
-The examiner dude -the questioners realized that that was a sign of stress...


Anyway....the Emm--person showed up at the amusement park....
and we realized that we'd never pushed the button that would start the time...
So we hid the case
and in the map our tracker GPS thing had a sea of green. Of where we'd been. With lots of different lines everywhere.


Then we were taken in...
I actually had no idea where the case was...
but in the end...
the police actually found it...I think.
They were in the area where the case was hidden.
because the young couple had placed it in a garden type area.
It was hidden in the foliage of...the backyard of a house.
And it was hidden.
But...if you got up high...and looked down.
You could see it.
I could see it.
But I don't know if the police saw it.
The time was ticking down.


Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

Walking Backwards

Its rather odd to discover you had a 'talent'....especially when you thought everyone could do it...

The past couple of days.
People have been commenting on my ability to walk backwards.

They have seemed really impressed that I can talk to them as they're walking forward and I'm in front of them walking backwards down hallways.

I didn't see what was so special about it...
Then I got another comment about me walking backwards....

Yah. I thought everyone could do it.
But apparently....not?

Or perhaps it was more about how comfortable I seemed to be walking backwards.
Not checking behind me to see what was coming up.
People did comment on that 'You seem just as comfortable walking backwards as we are walking forwards" ....ummm yah? I knew that hallway pretty well...I'd also seen that nobody was behind me before I turned around....

Perhaps I have more of a self awareness about what is around me then others....

I really don't know.

Usually if I walk backwards....
Its so I can see people's faces easier as I talk to them.
So I'll just change directions to walking with them to walking in front of them backwards so I can talk to them.

It might have been something I developed as I was younger....kids tend to do weird things....

Still...
I think people are just impressed with the self awareness I have in order to do that.
I remember a couple of years ago in one of my classes we had to do a bit of 'acting'
And during the group skit I was in.
I had to get onto the teacher's desk.
And I backed up a couple of steps before continuing my lines.
Afterwards the Teacher said that he couldn't focus because he was half afraid I would walk backwards off the desk.
I looked at him oddly...
Why would I do that? I knew how many steps I could take without falling off. I wouldn't fall off...

!!! Light bulb moment !!!
I think this 'talent' for walking backwards developed in Elementary school.
When I did gymnastics.
Especially on the balance beam.
Because the coach would have us do exercises.
Where we'd have to walk backwards to the edge of the balance beam then do a trick off of it.
In order to do that, we would feel with our feet one step at a time behind us for the edge of the balance beam until we felt the empty space.

That's probably where I developed this 'talent' for walking backwards.

:)
Though the people also asked. "Do you Run backwards as well?"

No...no I don't.....

Apparently its something other people do though. Because everyone mentions that as well.
I suppose I could run backwards if I wanted to...I just don't see a point to running backwards..walking...yes....running...no.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

My family was returning from a vacation.
We were driving on the freeway.
Dad was driving...the rest of us were in the car.
and I noticed he seemed to be going rather fast.
But when I check the speed he was only going 70...in a 65 zone...
but it seemed like everyone else was going 25mph.
Alot of them were old people driving.
It was a little scary though....
Because my dad would come up on them really fast.
And just before he would hit them, he would switch lanes.

Then...I was suddenly driving in my own car. and it was like we were racing.
But road construction forced us onto a dirt road that was more like a obstacle course.
and then we were on  a trail... a sand trail heading up the hill to somewhere....
we were heading back...to the car? I don't know. Back home for sure because we ended up there later in the dream
but along the path we paused and someone unburied some stuff --like books? they'd had hidden because they didn't want to take them down to wherever we were...
Then i was at my home.....having arrived back from our vacation

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-My dreams get rather odd when I'm not feeling well....they're more literal then usual. This one was a trip to go see my mom and not to disappoint her...something like that....

-S.N.D

HeadCold

Sick as a dog
and wanting to lay like a log
and moan my day away

Yet up comes another
problem to mother
that causes me to sway

Yet here I come by tunder
I'm willing to blunder
Until I can hit the hay.

Now it is here
I can give a cheer
for my body can at home stay

For the rest of the night
until tomorrow bright
starts another hectic day.

-S.N.D.

-Yah....I have a cold....wishing it would go away :) lol.
I hope sleep helps...

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

In the Mountain Tops

Yesterday I learned something cool in my Book of Isaiah class.
Or the teacher showed us something cool...relating to the book of Isaiah.
In chapter 2 verse 2 of Isaiah it says:

2 And it shall come to pass in the last days, that the mountain of the lord's house shall be established
in the top of the mountains, and shall be exalted above the hills; and all nations shall flow unto it.

In my church -the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Days Saints- (known as the Mormon church by others) its commonly believed that this passage refers to the establishment of Salt Lake City, in what is now the State of Utah.
But before the Mormons fled the United States because they were being persecuted, Utah...was part of Mexico. It wasn't a state yet. However upon arriving in the valley, Brigham Young decided that they wanted their territory to become a state. It was going to be pretty big as well. Containing Washington, Oregon, California, Idaho, Nevada...perhaps a few others.
And they were going to name it Desert ---Des-er-et
But the U.S. Government wouldn't have it.
Why? The polygamy issue.
They wouldn't allow Desert to become a state because of that.
So the Mormons got rid of polygamy.
But in the meantime California, Nevada, Oregon, Washington were made into states.
And the territory of Desert got smaller and smaller.
But when Polygamy was abolished in the Mormon church.
The United States government was willing to make it a state.
But they weren't willing to let the Mormons name it Desert.
Instead they decided to name it after the Native American tribe that lived in the area.
 The Utes.
So they called the remaining bit of Desert:
Utah.
And thus Utah became a state.
But unbeknown by the government...
Utah...Ute...means: The Mountain Top.
So literally the LDS Church is settled in the Mountain Tops.

Okay History Lesson finished.
But there is more.
In the Book of Mormon one of the prophets Nephi,
Quotes Isaiah for a few chapters.
And he quotes Isaiah Chapter 2 verse 2.
But in the Book of Mormon the formatting is done differently then the Kings James version of the Bible so that the words line up differently.

So it reads like below :

   2 And it shall come to pass in the
       last days, when the moUntain of
the Lord's house shall be esTablished
       in the top of the mountAins, and
 shall be exalted above the Hills, and
all nations shall flow unto it.

and you find in its verse the word: Utah.
(the U-T-A-H aren't capitalized in the Book of Mormon by the way. I capitalized the letters and bolded them to make it easier to see. :) )

I thought it was pretty cool ^^;; since Utah means the Mountain Top and that verse talks about the top of the mountains....yah :) Its Awesome :D

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

There was a hummingbird off to my left.
I saw it. Looked at it.
It was flittering about.
About the size of my palm.
And I said to someone... I don't remember who it was next to me...
that the hummingbird needed to rest.
So I stuck out my hand to the bird
it was motionless in the air -besides its fluttering wings.
So i bumped my hand against it.
and it landed.
It curled up in the palm of my hand looking more like a miniature kitten.
-a cross somewhat birdlike, somewhat cat like.

I went through a couple of repeat scenes of the bird taking off then landing in my hand to curl up.
Then taking off again, then landing again.

Suddenly I was in the house from a few dreams back.
Where there were multiple secret rooms, stairways, up and down passages.
We were playing a game of...hide and seek.
I was really excited.
Why?
Because I remembered being in this house.
So I figured I had an advantage.
I went and hid...
Underneath a staircase...table like thing.
I remember it being a bright blue color.
But a slight problem...my neighbor's younger sister Stephanie showed up to hide in the same place.
And the seeker was coming a looking.
Surprisingly when she bent down.
She only saw Stephanie
Not me.
Even though you could see me if you bent down and looked...
there wasn't even a sheet or table cloth to cover up where I was hiding.
Yet the woman didn't see me.
It was odd.

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)

-S.N.D

The Cramped Hand Goal

Do you ever get those random thoughts as you go about your day.
Where you make a future goal for yourself?
One that can't be completed today.
But sometime in the future if events come to pass?

Well....I did that today.
I was riding the shuttle home after taking a quiz at the testing center.
And I was reflecting back on the events of yesterday.

On the spur of the moment I decided on this goal.

I call it the "Cramped Hand Goal"
And it goes like this:

"I will sign every scrap of paper a fan pushes my way even after my hand has cramped up."

Its an ambitious goal.
I have no idea what its like to be famous...
all the pictures, and signings and such.
Or what my future schedule will be like.

I do...after thinking it over realize....
that when I do become famous....
I could possibly not have time, or scheduled events might get in the way and will prevent me from completing this goal.

My major setback for this goal would be....
My need to get to things on time. I don't like being late.
Soo...perhaps when I become famous...they'll have to schedule one event per day.
That way I can take as much time as I need so that no fan has to be turned away and all can have their moment even if I have to go out into the parking lot to continue signings and my interactions with the fans.

Yep. I'm going to strive for that.
Cramped Hand and all. :)

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Crushed

Do you know the feeling...where you are soo close
SOOO CLOSE
to completing a goal.
Like you literally can taste the victory right then and there.
You're already holding the trophy.
And WHAM!
Its taken away from you in a split second?
And suddenly...you're devastated. Crushed.

Yah...that happened to me today.

I noticed a sign today on campus.
Saying that Bill Nye would be speaking at such and such a place at Noon.
Well...it was already 12:40
but I decided to drop my bag off in my classroom and walk across campus to hear him speak for like five minutes.
It was a good 10ish minutes that I heard of his lecture.
And amazingly he looks the same as he did back in elementary school when I would watch Bill Nye the Science guy on TV and in the classroom.
I headed back to get to my Philosophy class (oh the joy)
and texted my brother, Meralto, that I had seen bill nye today.
He admires Bill Nye and basically wants to become the next Bill Nye, but with an astronomy focus.
MeteorMaverick is what he calls himself.
And my brother responded "Did you get his autograph?"
I said "No, I have class."
"Can kikay get it?"
"No, she has class."
"Oh...okay."
And that exchange got me thinking.
What if...what if I could get the autograph?
Meralto would be sooo happy! It would make his day! maybe even his week! Who knows?!
But...I had class....
I didn't know how long Bill Nye would be there.
So the internal debate started.
Stay and learn philosophy....which I find rather tedious....
or leave class for a bit, go get the autograph for my brother and then come back?
About 15 mins in...I decided to go.
After all... I can learn Philosophy whenever...read the book, go over the online notes...etc...etc.
So I left doing a little act where i was rubbing my eye like it was bugging me...an eyelash and such. I have no idea if that worked or not.
But then i DASHED across campus. running full out as soon as I was outside and out of site.
I reached the lecture spot.
And he was still there!
Yes!
So i decided to wait.
And...half an hour later....
he was still there.
I only had half an hour left in class...
and I was getting a little miffed that I had missed out on a philosophy topic that wasn't so clear cut...for basically nothing....besides cool little bits of stories from Bill Nye...it was cool...but worth it? Idk...guess we'll see how I do in the philosophy test.
Anyway...I asked an usher how long he'd be there.
And they said "after this question" (they were doing q&a) "he'll be taking pictures for 45 mins."
I thought to myself "Pictures! Great! I can ask for an autograph then!"
And I took off, dashing across campus like a mad person to get back to the last half hour of my class.
Time ticked by...and I managed to get a good grasp on what was covered in that 30 mins...
then when it was over.
I met up with Kikay to stand in line to wait to get a picture taken.
Frankly i didn't care about the picture. I cared about getting the autograph.

Basically I was seeing stars, and glory, and total happiness. joy and the like from my brother. I was picturing myself becoming the hero of the day for him, by managing to get an autograph from one of his heroes....
Kikay and I waited...the line moved rather quickly.
And then it was our turn.
We took the picture and I said
"Can we get an autograph for our brother"
and Bill Nye said
"Signings will have to wait til after pictures."
I was like.
Okay. We got this. We can wait, my next class doesn't start for another 20 minutes I can wait.
We can get Meralto his autograph!
So the pictures ended.
And people started lining up to get autographs as Bill Nye walked off the stage.
And then....the usher people said:
"Bill Nye doesn't have time for autographs today"
My heart began to sink...NO. No.
I got closer to him. and bill nye was saying "you can shake my hand. that's all I can do."
something along those lines.
But I asked him anyway "Please, can you sign real quick? its for my brother. He's not here."
"You have to talk to the ushers, I can't sign."
I turn to the ushers. "Please, I need to get an autograph for my brother...he's not here, its his idol"
"Sorry, He's busy, we need to get him out of here so the next event can start and he can go about his own schedule." No sympathy at all in their eye. None. At. All.

Devastation.
Utter.
Utter Devastation.
literally my heart broke.
It was like I had asked "Please my brother is dying" -he's not he's fine, healthy- "He won't have much longer to live and all he wants is an autograph..." and them still saying no.

Basically...it was the last straw.
I broke down.
Tears couldn't stop streaming from my eyes.
I had failed.
All that work, the sacrifice. Skipping out on part of my class, missing other things I had to do in the hour after that class....ALL FOR NOTHING!
What use is a stupid picture?
ALL I WANTED WAS THE AUTOGRAPH!!
and I had failed.
I had been sooo close to getting my brother an autograph from his hero...
and I had FAILED.

It was like 9/11, the death of a loved one, the really sad part of a movie...where the tears just come and you can't control them. I was devastated.
I couldn't talk because I was so choked up,
I couldn't see because my tears were blinding me.

And there was no happy ending....
He didn't end up signing the paper...
Y_Y
I had tried everything I could think of in that moment -playing nice guy-
only to come up short in the end.
I ran the marathon, only to fall down a crevice two paces from the finish line.

The jerk.

-Bill Nye is not a jerk. but you tend to think mean things when devastated.
I understand that he's busy, and such...I really do....I just couldn't in the heat of the moment.
I'm fine with him again now. Actually I'm wishing that I could watch some bill nye shows right now lol...

Poor Kikay...she probably thought I was having a mental breakdown.
Crying just because I didn't get Meralto the autograph I wanted soo badly to give him.

I think it was more of a combination of factors that caused me to burst into tears.
I've been running ragged and I ran myself more ragged to try and get that autograph. Among other stressful factors that have been...building up since school started....

I reacted the same way after I didn't win a car in High school....
and when my cat KoKo...never came home....and we decided she had died by being hit by a car......
I cried my eyes out for like an hour afterwards.
and then I calmed down enough to move forward.
But it was hard to...stay composed for my next class....really hard.
I was sniffing and my eyes were red, and my cheeks were wet.
I ended up taking my hair out of its ponytail and letting it hang around my face so the teacher wouldn't see how upset I was.
I calmed down about halfway through that class.

But I was helped to feel better a couple hours later.
when Kikay came to pick me up after school.
She brought a Popsicle with her.
Then we went to my favorite food place -Zupas
and finally.
We went and saw Captain America. (my favorite movie right now) at 10pm at night...on a school night.
It was awesome.
And seriously helped ^^

I'm grateful to her.
And I'm grateful to my brother.
for giving me some words of comfort through text and cheering me up that way as well.

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi