It's that time of year again.
The time of year that anxious college students wait for.
That time of year when....the time you have to go to church changes.
Its intense, especially for the early morning church goers...you know like 9amish.
Yah, that was my ward this past year.
Early Morning church.
You know the best time for church?
11am.
Because then you can sleep in.
But not spent all day in church. :)
Its the ideal time for the people who stay up way late, and for those who have plans in the evenings.
The bright side...is that my ward no longer has the early shift.
Yay for sleeping in!!!
Waaaaaayyy in.
After Lunch Time Church! :)
Soo no need to get up early. :)
Or more opportunity to get up early and do other things...
hmmm so many new dynamics to work through.
Speaking of dynamics and problems to work through....
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, United States, Japan, France, South Korea, Italy, Russia, Germany, Australia, Romania, North Korea, Kazakhstan, Brazil, Hungary, Ukraine, South Africa, Netherlands, Georgia, Lithuania, Slovenia
Silver: China, United States, Japan, France, South Korea, Italy, Russia, Germany, Australia, Romania, Great Britain, Brazil, Hungary, Netherlands, Colombia, Mexico, Indonesia, Chinese Taipei (Taiwan), Cuba, Denmark, Egypt, Poland, Sweden, Thailand
Bronze: China, United States, Japan, France, South Korea, Italy, Russia, Germany, Australia, Romania, North Korea, Great Britain, Canada, Brazil, Hungary, Ukraine, Indonesia, Slovakia, Azerbaijan, Belgium, India, Moldova, Mongolia, New Zealand, Norway, Qatar, Serbia, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There were a group of us sitting in a car in my parents driveway. We had this box of puzzle pieces that we were trying to piece together in order to make a...portal that would get us to a different dimension. I kept commenting that I felt like I'd done this before, and I would find older puzzle pieces with bumps and ink pads on them that would confirm that I had done this before. Finally a girl found pieced together the pieces into the correct configuration and sat it on the niche it was supposed to go in, suddenly we were in an old grey worn down haunted looking house. Another guy with me, dark haired and white skin suddenly remembered the he had been to this place before along with me, but it had been years since he and I had come to this house. it felt like we had been like 6 years old when we came, but I felt like we hadn't come since we were 12. In any case, I knew that it was a bad idea to be in this house, because any door you opened or creature you disturbed, would cause trouble. I knew this. Told the others this, but the kid that had been here before with me didn't listen and he touched something he wasn't supposed to. We ended up disturbing a variety of different monsters, some good some not that great. And basically I ended up sending everybody else back to our home while I stayed and tried to settle the house back down and get everything back to normal. I encountered an old woman with a stooped back and long grey hair. She was the witch of the house, but I got the sense that she'd stayed in this dimension to do the same thing I was doing, and ended up becoming part of the house. I was trying to keep the monsters from attacking and I came across my Olympic Rabbit stuffed animal in the basement. I was rather happy because that meant that I didn't have to go back home in order to have it with me. I also had other stuffed animals that were alive, small dogs and such, basically fondly remembered childhood toys that I was picking and choosing to come with me on a 'dangerous' journey that they might not survive. Some chose to stay behind, others like a small green and black dog chose to come. Our mission was to return to my world and stop the kid that had come with me before from finding the book. This book had a gold Egyptian eye on it and contained the answers on how to get back to the haunted house among other things and under no circumstances could I allow any body to return to this long forgotten world.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
Oddly enough...I think this dream was a bit of a dejavu dream. Back when I was in elementary/jr. high I had a couple of dreams where you had to do certain things in order to travel to a different world. It was like I was revisiting this world after years and years had passed to see what had changed. It was dangerous back then too, but now it just seemed a bit....darker. musty....
-S.N.D
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
October 1990 General Conference Saturday Afternoon
Inspiration is a great thing. Like the inspiring Olympians. :)
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, United States, Japan, Italy, France, South Korea, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Romania, Brazil, Hungary, Ukraine, Kazakhstan, Netherlands, Georgia, Lithuania, South Africa
Silver: China, United States, Japan, Italy, France, South Korea, Australia, Romania, Brazil, Hungary, Great Britain, Netherlands, Colombia, Chinese Taipei (Taiwan), Cuba, Germany, Mexico, Poland, Thailand
Bronze: China, United States, Japan, Italy, France, South Korea, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Ukraine, Great Britain, Azerbaijan, Belgium, Canada, India, Indonesia, Moldova, Mongolia, Norway, Serbia, Slovakia, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
And now for some more inspiration. :) These statements are by no means the only things that the speakers said, but things that I found pertinent in my life. :)
Gordon B. Hinckley - The Sustaining of Church Officers
Marvin J. Ashton - A Pattern in All Things
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was getting ready to go somewhere along with my parents, and we were having problems gathering all the fruit and gear together....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, United States, Japan, Italy, France, South Korea, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Romania, Brazil, Hungary, Ukraine, Kazakhstan, Netherlands, Georgia, Lithuania, South Africa
Silver: China, United States, Japan, Italy, France, South Korea, Australia, Romania, Brazil, Hungary, Great Britain, Netherlands, Colombia, Chinese Taipei (Taiwan), Cuba, Germany, Mexico, Poland, Thailand
Bronze: China, United States, Japan, Italy, France, South Korea, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Ukraine, Great Britain, Azerbaijan, Belgium, Canada, India, Indonesia, Moldova, Mongolia, Norway, Serbia, Slovakia, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
And now for some more inspiration. :) These statements are by no means the only things that the speakers said, but things that I found pertinent in my life. :)
Gordon B. Hinckley - The Sustaining of Church Officers
Marvin J. Ashton - A Pattern in All Things
- We can't control the weather or elements, but we can stay within the pattern for safety.
- How can we even guess how our lives will turn out if we don't choose to follow the right pattern?
- I will give unto you a pattern in all things, that ye may not be deceived; for Satan is abroad in the land, and he goeth forth deceiving.
- Satan and his advocates will constantly try to deceive and entice us into following their patterns. If we are to achieve daily safety, exaltation, and eternal happiness, we need to live by the light and truth of our Savior's plan.
- God's love for us is constant and will not diminish, but he cannot rescue us from the painful results that are caused by wrong choices.
- Many times true winners in life are those who have been hurt and disappointed but have risen above these challenges. Very often in life, God gives us difficulties to bring out the best in us. It is true, life does not determine winners. Winners determine life.
- When the One Great Scorer comes to write against your name, he marks--not that you won or lost--but how you played the game.
- Evidence to the contrary, there are no successful sinners.
- Actions of the moment may be fun, but true happiness depends upon how you feel after the involvement is over.
- Solid, permanent progress can only take place in the days ahead if deception is avoided, no matter how advantageous it may seem to yield or compromise basic principles of conduct.
- Even if ye can no more than desire to believe, let this desire work in you.
- Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed.
- Surely the Lord would not ask us to pray if he did not intend to answer our prayers.
- We can trust the Lord. He is our truest Friend
- And the prayer of faith shall save the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up."
- What a blessing it is to belong and to be wanted and needed! It becomes even more apparent during life's tender moments.
- Join with the Saints, that you might not be any longer strangers alone in this world, but truly cared for, loved, and appreciated.
- But a testimony is not a work that is merely completed and concluded. Indeed, it is a process in continuous development. Nourishing and strengthening our testimonies is essential to our spiritual survival.
- If the work was true six months ago, it is true today; if Joseph Smith was then a prophet, he is now a prophet.
- A testimony should not be hidden. It must be shared.
- It is wise to gain and improve a testimony of the truth because it not only helps us face our daily challenges, but it also opens our eyes, minds, and hearts to the great and marvelous things created by our Heavenly Father for our improvement and eternal happiness.
- Truth is knowledge of things as they are, and as they were, and as they are to come.
- And again, he that receiveth the word of truth, doth he receive it by the Spirit of truth or some other way?
- If we do not receive the truth by His spirit, it is not His word.
- Do "all things...in the name of Christ"
- Latter-day Saints can become so preoccupied with our own agendas that we can forget to witness and testify of Christ.
- The witness of the Holy Ghost makes an impression on our soul that is more significant than "a visitation of an angel."
- Our greatest responsibility and anxiety is to defend the divine mission of our Lord and Master, Jesus Christ, for all about us, even among those who claim to be professors of the Christian faith, are those not willing to stand squarely in defense of the great truth that our Lord an Master, Jesus Christ, was indeed the Son of God."
- We need to be on guard against careless omissions and oversights in our personal testimonies, in our formal instruction, and in our worship and funeral services.
- I feel that there are more outstanding young men and women among our people at present than at any other moment in my lifetime.
- Being parents is "the greatest trust that has been given to human beings."
- In my opinion, the teaching, rearing, and training of children requires more intelligence, intuitive understanding, humility, strength, wisdom, spirituality, perseverance, and hard work than any other challenge we might have in life.
- To have successful homes, values must be taught, and there must be rules, there must be standards, and there must be absolutes.
- Somehow, some way, we must try harder to make our homes stronger so that they will stand as sanctuaries against the unwholesome, pervasive moral dry rot around us.
- But whatever the era, whatever the times, one thing will never change: Fathers and mothers, if you have children, they must come first.
- I have the greatest respect for single parents who struggle and sacrifice, trying against almost superhuman odds to hold the family together. They should be honored and helped in their heroic efforts. But any mother's or father's task is much easier where there are two functioning parents in the home. Children often challenge and tax the strength and wisdom of both parents.
- When parents try to teach their children to avoid danger, it is no answer for parents to say to their children, "We are experienced and wise in the ways of the world, and we can get closer to the edge of the cliff than you."
- Among the other values children should be taught are respect for others, beginning with the child's own parents and family; respect for the symbols of faith and patriotic beliefs of others; respect for law and order; respect for the property of others; respect for authority. Paul reminds us that children should "learn first to shew piety at home."
- "If you are ever called upon to chasten a person, never chasten beyond the balm you have within you to bind up."
- If parents do not discipline their children, then the public will discipline them in a way the parents do not like.
- "I like work; it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours."
- "If we had paid no more attention to our plants than we have to our children, we would now be living in a jungle of weeds."
- "Those who do too much for their children will soon fin they can do nothing with their children. So many children have been so much done for they are almost done in."
- There is a certain irony in the fact that some parents are so anxious for their children to be accepted by and be popular with their peers; yet these same parents fear that their children may be doing the things their peers are doing.
- The little things are the big things sewn into the family tapestry by a thousand threads of love, faith, discipline, sacrifice, patience, and work.
- God bless the struggling, sacrificing, honorable parents of this world.
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was getting ready to go somewhere along with my parents, and we were having problems gathering all the fruit and gear together....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Sunday, July 29, 2012
A Heat Tear
A few years ago, never mind how long.
I was at an activity where my fellow young men and young women
made 'heat packs' for an activity around Christmas time.
We filled cloth sacks with rice, corn, or macaroni and sewed up the sides.
Why? We were giving them to the elderly of our ward as a service project.
To keep them warmer during the winter.
But we also made enough to give all the youth one was well.
Tada!
lol
And now my Grandma Dirchi is backing away in horror
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, United States, Italy, South Korea, France, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Kazakhstan, Netherlands, Georgia, South Africa
Silver: China, United States, Italy, South Korea, Japan, France, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Netherlands, Great Britain, Chinese Taipei (Taiwan), Colombia, Cuba, Poland, Romania
Bronze: China, United States, Italy, South Korea, Japan, France, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Great Britain, Azerbaijan, Belgium, Canada, Moldova, Norway, Serbia, Slovakia, Ukraine, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I arrived in Hawaii to hang out with Shane, though I was a bit confused on how I actually got there because i didn't have any money to spend to go so far away. Shane was happy to see me though, and asked where I was staying. I told him that I didn't know because I didn't have any money to book a hotel room, so he invited me to stay at his place where we could party it up. It was like a giant mansion and had a ton of different rooms. But my father....who had the voice of Marlin from Finding Nemo, but looked like and was the size of the Unicorn toy from Toy Story 3 showed up at the place and told me that it wasn't safe for our kind to be there for the evil queen was there and trying to get rid of us. I thought my dad was just there to ruin the fun, but I ended up running all over the house up and down the many stairs and through different rooms to get away from her. I ended up outside at the cottage I first met Shane at. It was pouring rain, but when I tried to go inside I discovered that there was a family on vacation staying there. i turned to the others unsure of where we were going to go next, when this prince like figure came up to us, inside the cabin and showed me a gift he'd been given. It was a necklace that had octagon shaped diamonds of different colors -white, yellow, pinkish- but the workman ship, the silver/lead metal encasing around the diamonds looked shoddy at best. It looked like ti had been slapped together in a hurry and didn't look that great. I asked who had given it to him and he'd said the queen. That set red flags off in my head, and I said don't wear it. It turns out the prince had been turned into a frog earlier, but had managed to turn himself human again, and he was super wary of becoming a frog again. I tossed the necklace to the side, but the queen ended up giving the necklace now bright red and white and with the necklace now joined together more like a tie to a girl with long blonde curly hair, she reminded me of an evil step sister from a movie but I don't know which one. But the girl was given this 'gift' for her work, though she complained that she deserved better and that she was glad to be on the queens side. Seeing that necklace just brought a feeling of foreboding to me, if the necklace was meant to turn the prince back into a frog then what was the blonde going to change into? Later, while in the mansion area, I found out. The girl shrunk in a matter of seconds to an ugly....toad like creature, though it was more of a pelican without the long beak. The queen laughed as I picked up the creature that was thin and squat and said that 'she'd eventually grow into her beak' there was meaning behind her becoming a pelican and able to store alot of water/food in her mouth, but I can't remember what it was.....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
I was at an activity where my fellow young men and young women
made 'heat packs' for an activity around Christmas time.
We filled cloth sacks with rice, corn, or macaroni and sewed up the sides.
Why? We were giving them to the elderly of our ward as a service project.
To keep them warmer during the winter.
But we also made enough to give all the youth one was well.
Tada!
This sack has been a companion of mine for many a year.
And the different stains show that lol. :)
It's a great comfort for when I'm in pain when I need heat.
Or coolness as this can also work as a cold pack as well.
Yes.
The good heat sack and I have been together for a long time.
And today.....it finally showed.
:(
I picked up the bag
and my thumb nail tore a hole in it!
I hadn't realized that the cloth had gotten so thin! :S
It was heart breaking.
But I wasn't going to let a little whole stip me from using my bag.
No sirree.
But what would I use to patch up this hole?
A band aid?
Tape?
No...I wasn't sure if those would start a fire or not in the microwave.
Lol, my grandmas should be proud.
^^ I sewed up the hole! :)
Yay!lol
And now my Grandma Dirchi is backing away in horror
Yah.....not my best sewing job.
Very Frankenstein I suppose. :) That's because I was in a hurry....heh. ^^;;
But the hole is closed off and my bag is usable. ^^;;
Speaking of closing off holes and gaps and point differences.....
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, United States, Italy, South Korea, France, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Kazakhstan, Netherlands, Georgia, South Africa
Silver: China, United States, Italy, South Korea, Japan, France, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Netherlands, Great Britain, Chinese Taipei (Taiwan), Colombia, Cuba, Poland, Romania
Bronze: China, United States, Italy, South Korea, Japan, France, Russia, North Korea, Australia, Brazil, Hungary, Great Britain, Azerbaijan, Belgium, Canada, Moldova, Norway, Serbia, Slovakia, Ukraine, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I arrived in Hawaii to hang out with Shane, though I was a bit confused on how I actually got there because i didn't have any money to spend to go so far away. Shane was happy to see me though, and asked where I was staying. I told him that I didn't know because I didn't have any money to book a hotel room, so he invited me to stay at his place where we could party it up. It was like a giant mansion and had a ton of different rooms. But my father....who had the voice of Marlin from Finding Nemo, but looked like and was the size of the Unicorn toy from Toy Story 3 showed up at the place and told me that it wasn't safe for our kind to be there for the evil queen was there and trying to get rid of us. I thought my dad was just there to ruin the fun, but I ended up running all over the house up and down the many stairs and through different rooms to get away from her. I ended up outside at the cottage I first met Shane at. It was pouring rain, but when I tried to go inside I discovered that there was a family on vacation staying there. i turned to the others unsure of where we were going to go next, when this prince like figure came up to us, inside the cabin and showed me a gift he'd been given. It was a necklace that had octagon shaped diamonds of different colors -white, yellow, pinkish- but the workman ship, the silver/lead metal encasing around the diamonds looked shoddy at best. It looked like ti had been slapped together in a hurry and didn't look that great. I asked who had given it to him and he'd said the queen. That set red flags off in my head, and I said don't wear it. It turns out the prince had been turned into a frog earlier, but had managed to turn himself human again, and he was super wary of becoming a frog again. I tossed the necklace to the side, but the queen ended up giving the necklace now bright red and white and with the necklace now joined together more like a tie to a girl with long blonde curly hair, she reminded me of an evil step sister from a movie but I don't know which one. But the girl was given this 'gift' for her work, though she complained that she deserved better and that she was glad to be on the queens side. Seeing that necklace just brought a feeling of foreboding to me, if the necklace was meant to turn the prince back into a frog then what was the blonde going to change into? Later, while in the mansion area, I found out. The girl shrunk in a matter of seconds to an ugly....toad like creature, though it was more of a pelican without the long beak. The queen laughed as I picked up the creature that was thin and squat and said that 'she'd eventually grow into her beak' there was meaning behind her becoming a pelican and able to store alot of water/food in her mouth, but I can't remember what it was.....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Saturday, July 28, 2012
I Wannaed, But I Didn't
It's hard not to interfere when I know how to do something...and I see another person doing that thing.
Whether it's playing the piano, juggling, or fencing for example.
I just want to go up and yes... show off. lol :)
In many cases, I'm not the best at something, but I do like showing others that I can do it too.
Most of the time I do restrain myself.
Let the others have their moment.
But when I gather a group together to do something that I find fun....
and I can't join in....
It's really depressing.
Surprisingly depressing.
I had friends come over to fence.
But unfortunately, my kinked neck (which is almost better now) prevented me from fencing.
I could have....fenced.
If I wanted to aggravate my injury lol.
Cus if putting on a shirt that day was painful, continuously taking on and off the fencing mask,
or twisting...to my left (doing that would hurt!) to clip myself to the strip, or recoiling back from an attack in the wrong manner....would have been bad.
lol there were a couple times when I was reffing the fencers that I would turn my head in the wrong way and 'short circuit' myself for a couple seconds before I could remember to...you know breathe. I was actually able to keep moving my body so it didn't look like my neck was hurting me at that moment, but it sure makes talking difficult.
But if I was 'hurting myself' just reffing the matches....actually being in the fencing match....would have spelt trouble.
:) Everyone that came did have fun, though I was practically pacing back and forth wanting to join them on the strip and show them how to fence....
I was glad that I refrained...because... seeing guys my age fence.
Is really cool, but frightening.
lol I've seen the 12 year olds fence, but guys my age it was their first time and they were attacking each other like pros. lol I don't know if I would have survived fencing them without a few bruises lol.
It was super fun to watch.
And hopefully next time, I'll be able to join in and have just as much fun. :)
Speaking of fun.
The Olympics are under way! And it's intense from what I've seen.
Which is saying alot because I usually don't get into sports. But what I've seen, has drawn me in. Especially the Foil Fencing that went on today. :)
lol The Olympic Fencing is what actually got me to watch the other Olympic events. Everybody at the arena was looking forward to it, so I wanted to see it as well. I usually catch some of the swimming and gymnastics, but seeing the fencing for the first time was cool among other sports. :)
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, Italy, United States, Brazil, South Korea, Australia, Kazakhstan, Russia
Silver: Italy, United States, Brazil, South Korea, Japan, Colombia, Netherlands, Poland, Romania
Bronze: China, Italy, United States, Brazil, South Korea, Japan, Belgium, Hungary, North Korea, Norway, Serbia, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was visiting an old town with narrow streets and hilly areas. Going up hills and around places to get to my destination. Our family ended up in a fast food restaurant...well it was kinda half fast food halfway formal, but overall made me think of McDonald's or Burger King. We were there with my Aunt Gail and her son. My parents had to leave early and said that Gail was going to give us a ride home, because she said that she had two extra seats. But when we went to leave, there were five or six of us that needed a ride. Gail was a bit flustered because she said she could only fit in two into her pick up truck because she wasn't willing to have us sit in the bed of the truck. So we were again left without a firm plan on how all of us were going to get home, when my Aunt Linda appeared. She was eating a hamburger in one of the booths by the door. She said that she could take some of us back, and so it was decided.. I stayed back with her. I left the restaurant and got on my bike, peddling back to our hotel room...and I was lost, but I figured as long as I was riding somewhere I'd stumble across some place familiar. Then I saw a car....that I was either racing or following/leading. It was a creamy colored car and I felt a bit of competition with it. I encountered a narrow street that went back and forth up a hill and took a short cut reaching it as the car had to find a different route. I took the trike (three wheeled kids bike) I was riding and ran up the hill with it in my arms because I wanted to get ahead of the car. I ended up climbing into a pavilion. It had pillars all around and a pond in the middle with a ledge that had seats like a theatre or a stadium halfway around. In the middle of the pond on a marble circle stood a statue of Christ with his arms extended. The whole pavilion had been covered in green moss when I had come by earlier, but now there was an older man that was cleaning the statue and grounds so that the green moss was fading. He was working on Christ when I came making the green wash away into bright white. It was heart warming to see the older man caring so for the statue....but then. Christ turned and looked at me. He was no longer a statue, he was a figure come to life. He smiled and crowds of people gathered around the edge to look at him. He was mostly white though it seemed like he still had a green moss belt. I pulled back away searching for my siblings because I didn't want them to miss this. Kikay and Meralto showed up and we all made our way to the pond to get closer to Christ. I think he even took me up in a hug....
But then I was in school, a science classroom, and our girl teacher was taking us on a field trip. We moved across the hall to watch a movie in that classroom, and I noticed that one of the girls was upset that she didn't get a fun dip candy and that a different girl took the last one. I knew that i had a twosome packet back in my classroom so I left and got the candy from inside of my desk. I didn't want her to have the whole packet so I chose between green apple and another pink apple type flavor and tore the bag, trying to be careful not to open it and spill out all the sugar, but....I wasn't successful, the bag tore open the pink side, but I was giving her the green side so that was fine. I picked up the packet and thought that it felt...lighter, I turned it over to realize that the bottom had torn and there was only a little green sugar left, I kept the opening upright and returned to the class room with the candy wand in my other hand and made my way to the back of the classroom where there was a group of people working on a puzzle. I found the girl...but she had ended up with a fun dip pack already, so I ate the green myself as I talked to the girl. she invited me to help with the puzzle but I said that I already had a seat up front. I walked away, but glanced back to see her sitting all by herself because the others had left her. I turned around and went with my dad and siblings on a training thing. My dad wanted us to be prepared, so warned us as we tried to get through a path covered by green ferns that dangers were all around us and to look for alternate routes that were safer. So he took us to this jungle expedition thing where ferry boats went underneath part of the bridges on this walkway and so the whole thing was unstable and if you missed jumping onto the wooden fragment, you'd fall into the water below. I was really paranoid about doing this because I had my phone in one pocket and my ipod in the other, and I wanted neither one to get ruined/wet. So I cautiously walked along the wooden walkway until I reached the first gap. It wasn't that wide, but i was paranoid it would get wider if the swinging wooden parts got out of sync. I made it across though (I don't think I ran it...just kinda hopped over it.) and clung to the edge of that section. Behind me was a girl with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. We made eye contact and we both recognized each other though I couldn't remember from where though I felt a connection. I continued onward through this swinging obstacle course and turned left when I saw I was almost to the end because I didn't want to take the 'little kids' way out. That wouldn't be seen in a good light by my peers. So I made my way to the other section passing a kid named Devan on the way. Below us was a b it volcano waterfall fountain that had rock wall things sticking out of it. I didn't think that would be fun to drop on. Nearby there was a dark skinned kid who tried to jump a small gap, but his over confidence had him slip and fall inbetween the gaps, he caught onto the wood with his hands, avoiding falling to the water below as a taller man reminiscent of David Beckham guided us along, encouraging us to come to the finish line. I couldn't decide if his motives were good, or bad but then...
The unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Whether it's playing the piano, juggling, or fencing for example.
I just want to go up and yes... show off. lol :)
In many cases, I'm not the best at something, but I do like showing others that I can do it too.
Most of the time I do restrain myself.
Let the others have their moment.
But when I gather a group together to do something that I find fun....
and I can't join in....
It's really depressing.
Surprisingly depressing.
I had friends come over to fence.
But unfortunately, my kinked neck (which is almost better now) prevented me from fencing.
I could have....fenced.
If I wanted to aggravate my injury lol.
Cus if putting on a shirt that day was painful, continuously taking on and off the fencing mask,
or twisting...to my left (doing that would hurt!) to clip myself to the strip, or recoiling back from an attack in the wrong manner....would have been bad.
lol there were a couple times when I was reffing the fencers that I would turn my head in the wrong way and 'short circuit' myself for a couple seconds before I could remember to...you know breathe. I was actually able to keep moving my body so it didn't look like my neck was hurting me at that moment, but it sure makes talking difficult.
But if I was 'hurting myself' just reffing the matches....actually being in the fencing match....would have spelt trouble.
:) Everyone that came did have fun, though I was practically pacing back and forth wanting to join them on the strip and show them how to fence....
I was glad that I refrained...because... seeing guys my age fence.
Is really cool, but frightening.
lol I've seen the 12 year olds fence, but guys my age it was their first time and they were attacking each other like pros. lol I don't know if I would have survived fencing them without a few bruises lol.
It was super fun to watch.
And hopefully next time, I'll be able to join in and have just as much fun. :)
Speaking of fun.
The Olympics are under way! And it's intense from what I've seen.
Which is saying alot because I usually don't get into sports. But what I've seen, has drawn me in. Especially the Foil Fencing that went on today. :)
lol The Olympic Fencing is what actually got me to watch the other Olympic events. Everybody at the arena was looking forward to it, so I wanted to see it as well. I usually catch some of the swimming and gymnastics, but seeing the fencing for the first time was cool among other sports. :)
Congrats Olympic Medalists!
Gold: China, Italy, United States, Brazil, South Korea, Australia, Kazakhstan, Russia
Silver: Italy, United States, Brazil, South Korea, Japan, Colombia, Netherlands, Poland, Romania
Bronze: China, Italy, United States, Brazil, South Korea, Japan, Belgium, Hungary, North Korea, Norway, Serbia, Uzbekistan
May the competition be just as fierce tomorrow! :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was visiting an old town with narrow streets and hilly areas. Going up hills and around places to get to my destination. Our family ended up in a fast food restaurant...well it was kinda half fast food halfway formal, but overall made me think of McDonald's or Burger King. We were there with my Aunt Gail and her son. My parents had to leave early and said that Gail was going to give us a ride home, because she said that she had two extra seats. But when we went to leave, there were five or six of us that needed a ride. Gail was a bit flustered because she said she could only fit in two into her pick up truck because she wasn't willing to have us sit in the bed of the truck. So we were again left without a firm plan on how all of us were going to get home, when my Aunt Linda appeared. She was eating a hamburger in one of the booths by the door. She said that she could take some of us back, and so it was decided.. I stayed back with her. I left the restaurant and got on my bike, peddling back to our hotel room...and I was lost, but I figured as long as I was riding somewhere I'd stumble across some place familiar. Then I saw a car....that I was either racing or following/leading. It was a creamy colored car and I felt a bit of competition with it. I encountered a narrow street that went back and forth up a hill and took a short cut reaching it as the car had to find a different route. I took the trike (three wheeled kids bike) I was riding and ran up the hill with it in my arms because I wanted to get ahead of the car. I ended up climbing into a pavilion. It had pillars all around and a pond in the middle with a ledge that had seats like a theatre or a stadium halfway around. In the middle of the pond on a marble circle stood a statue of Christ with his arms extended. The whole pavilion had been covered in green moss when I had come by earlier, but now there was an older man that was cleaning the statue and grounds so that the green moss was fading. He was working on Christ when I came making the green wash away into bright white. It was heart warming to see the older man caring so for the statue....but then. Christ turned and looked at me. He was no longer a statue, he was a figure come to life. He smiled and crowds of people gathered around the edge to look at him. He was mostly white though it seemed like he still had a green moss belt. I pulled back away searching for my siblings because I didn't want them to miss this. Kikay and Meralto showed up and we all made our way to the pond to get closer to Christ. I think he even took me up in a hug....
But then I was in school, a science classroom, and our girl teacher was taking us on a field trip. We moved across the hall to watch a movie in that classroom, and I noticed that one of the girls was upset that she didn't get a fun dip candy and that a different girl took the last one. I knew that i had a twosome packet back in my classroom so I left and got the candy from inside of my desk. I didn't want her to have the whole packet so I chose between green apple and another pink apple type flavor and tore the bag, trying to be careful not to open it and spill out all the sugar, but....I wasn't successful, the bag tore open the pink side, but I was giving her the green side so that was fine. I picked up the packet and thought that it felt...lighter, I turned it over to realize that the bottom had torn and there was only a little green sugar left, I kept the opening upright and returned to the class room with the candy wand in my other hand and made my way to the back of the classroom where there was a group of people working on a puzzle. I found the girl...but she had ended up with a fun dip pack already, so I ate the green myself as I talked to the girl. she invited me to help with the puzzle but I said that I already had a seat up front. I walked away, but glanced back to see her sitting all by herself because the others had left her. I turned around and went with my dad and siblings on a training thing. My dad wanted us to be prepared, so warned us as we tried to get through a path covered by green ferns that dangers were all around us and to look for alternate routes that were safer. So he took us to this jungle expedition thing where ferry boats went underneath part of the bridges on this walkway and so the whole thing was unstable and if you missed jumping onto the wooden fragment, you'd fall into the water below. I was really paranoid about doing this because I had my phone in one pocket and my ipod in the other, and I wanted neither one to get ruined/wet. So I cautiously walked along the wooden walkway until I reached the first gap. It wasn't that wide, but i was paranoid it would get wider if the swinging wooden parts got out of sync. I made it across though (I don't think I ran it...just kinda hopped over it.) and clung to the edge of that section. Behind me was a girl with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. We made eye contact and we both recognized each other though I couldn't remember from where though I felt a connection. I continued onward through this swinging obstacle course and turned left when I saw I was almost to the end because I didn't want to take the 'little kids' way out. That wouldn't be seen in a good light by my peers. So I made my way to the other section passing a kid named Devan on the way. Below us was a b it volcano waterfall fountain that had rock wall things sticking out of it. I didn't think that would be fun to drop on. Nearby there was a dark skinned kid who tried to jump a small gap, but his over confidence had him slip and fall inbetween the gaps, he caught onto the wood with his hands, avoiding falling to the water below as a taller man reminiscent of David Beckham guided us along, encouraging us to come to the finish line. I couldn't decide if his motives were good, or bad but then...
The unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Friday, July 27, 2012
Teary Eyed Olympic Opening
So, I'm watching the opening ceremonies of the London Summer Olympics.
And I just got to say...
I think I'm really excited for this Olympics.
Why?
There are so many different countries competing!
And I get a thrill of excitement each time I see the name of a country that I know viewed my blog come up.
They're competing!
They're competing!
Lol. That's my favorite thing about blogging.
Seeing all the different countries that view my posts. ^^;;
I feel a real connection to all of you.
I'm getting so teary eyed seeing each country coming across the TV screen.
I wish all of your athletes the best in these summer games.
Greece Afghanistan,
Albania, Algeria, American Samoa, Andorra, Angola, Antigua and
Barbuda, Argentina
Armenia, Aruba, Australia, Austria,
Azerbaijan Bahamas, Bahrain, Bangladesh,
Barbados, Belarus, Belgium,
Belize, Benin, Bermuda, Bhutan,
Bolivia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Botswana, Brazil,
British Virgin Islands, Brunei,
Bulgaria, Burkina Faso,
Burundi
North
Korea, Democratic Republic
of the Congo, Denmark,
Djibouti, Dominica, Dominican Republic
Ecuador, Egypt, El Salvador,
Equatorial Guinea, Eritrea, Estonia,
Ethiopia
Fiji ,Finland, (Former Yugoslav Republic
of) Macedonia, France Gabon, Gambia, Georgia, Germany, Ghana, Grenada,
Guam, Guatemala, Guinea, Guinea-Bissau,
Guyana Haiti, Honduras, Hong Kong, Hungary
Iceland, Independent
Olympic Athletes, India, Indonesia, Iran,
Iraq, Ireland, Israel,
Italy Jamaica, Japan, Jordan
Kazakhstan,
Kenya, Kiribati, South
Korea, Kuwait,
Kyrgyzstan Laos, Latvia, Lebanon,
Lesotho, Liberia, Libya,
Liechtenstein, Lithuania, Luxembourg
Madagascar,
Malawi, Malaysia, Maldives,
Mali, Malta, Marshall
Islands, Mauritania,
Mauritius, Mexico, Micronesia,
Moldova, Monaco, Mongolia,
Montenegro, Morocco, Mozambique,
Myanmar
Namibia, Nauru, Nepal,
Netherlands, New Zealand, Nicaragua,
Niger, Nigeria, Norway Oman
Pakistan, Palau, Palestine, Panama, Papua New
Guinea, Paraguay,
Peru, Philippines, Poland,
Portugal, Puerto
Rico
Qatar
Romania, Russia, Rwanda
Saint Kitts and Nevis,
Saint Lucia, Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Samoa, San Marino,
Sao Tome and Principe,
Saudi Arabia, Senegal, Serbia,
Seychelles, Sierra Leone, Singapore,
Slovakia, Slovenia, Solomon
Islands, Somalia,
South Africa, Spain, Sri Lanka,
Sudan, Suriname,
Swaziland, Sweden, Switzerland,
Syria
ChineseTaipei (Taiwan ), Tajikistan,
Tanzania, Thailand, Timor-Leste,
Togo, Tonga, Trinidad and
Tobago, Tunisia,
Turkey, Turkmenistan, Tuvalu
Uganda, Ukraine, United Arab Emirates, United States of America, Uruguay, Uzbekistan
Vanuatu, Venezuela, Vietnam,
Virgin Islands
Yemen
Zambia, Zimbabwe
Great
Britain
I root for all of you.
Do well. :)
And have fun!
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves. (and the Olympics)
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream....had something to do with Robin....from Batman...using a grappling gun to fly up to the top of some tower....
And I just got to say...
I think I'm really excited for this Olympics.
Why?
There are so many different countries competing!
And I get a thrill of excitement each time I see the name of a country that I know viewed my blog come up.
They're competing!
They're competing!
Lol. That's my favorite thing about blogging.
Seeing all the different countries that view my posts. ^^;;
I feel a real connection to all of you.
I'm getting so teary eyed seeing each country coming across the TV screen.
I wish all of your athletes the best in these summer games.
Cambodia, Cameroon, Canada, Cape Verde, Cayman Islands, Central
African Republic, Chad, Chile, China, Colombia, Comoros, Congo, Cook Islands, Costa
Rica, Cote D’ivoire, Croatia, Cuba, Cyprus, Czech Republic
(Democratic People's Republic of) Chinese
I root for all of you.
Do well. :)
And have fun!
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves. (and the Olympics)
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream....had something to do with Robin....from Batman...using a grappling gun to fly up to the top of some tower....
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Making Memories
You know how you plan events expecting them to go a certain way....but they don't? And in many cases after the event you feel that your effort to make this thing 'awesome' was wasted?
Well this story does well to express those sentiments and how a few short words can so that things don't always have to go to plan to make good memories. :)
On Sunday evening all of our family gathered in our home just to celebrate being together--"all under one roof again," exclaimed my wife.
She had planned a special occasion, with the appropriate theme, "Making Memories."
She had a recording of one of our daughters singing a song about memories.
She had obtained copies of a particular book about the subject as a special gift for each son and daughter.
To make the memory of that weekend really complete, there would be a family picture taken.
Every detail about the evening had been meticulously planned.
It would be certain to create a happy memory for each family member.
Or would it?
While the beautiful song played softly in the background, the living room filled with the noise of laughter of our growing family circle.
The grandchildren couldn't sit still.
They giggled and teased and played happily with one another.
The grownup children enjoyed each other, too, and all talked at once, it seemed, about the days gone by and about the future.
They laughed with each other and laughed at the antics of their children, who by now were having tickling matches on the floor or sticking little fingers into the chocolate mint cake.
It had become frustrating-- and funny!
I don't know which was more frustrating or funny--the family program which ended soon after it began, with Bonnie, the would be "memory-maker," sighing, "Oh, what's the use? No one's listening!" or the photo session, with twelve frenzied adults all trying unsuccessfully to pose eleven overactive, squirming children.
Was this a family celebration?
Or was it a family circus?
One thing I knew, this was not the way Bonnie had intended it to be.
She had wanted this time of family gathering to be meaningful and memorable.
A few days after everyone had gone and our house was again very quiet, a little book came for us.
It was a picture book about families, and it was inscribed: "To my warm and loving full-of-fun family--every one of you," with a special note added for Mom: "Here's to the wonderful photos, the wonderful gathering place, the wonderful memories you so lovingly help to create each time we're together."
Later, this note from another daughter: "Thank you for a wonderful stay.The boys haven't been this happy in many months. It has been so nice for them to feel so loved and to have a little extra attention and spoiling. I'm so glad we could all watch together as Clark learned to walk, and that he could start forming his special bonds with loving grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. our children couldn' be more blessed to have such a loving, supportive family network."
Another daughter wrote this:
If you could see my house of dreams,
No palace would it be
But just where I feel happiest--
You are that home to me.
Within that "wonderful chaos" of our family all is obviously not perfect.
There are problems in our family, as in many families--challenges related to serious illness, aging parents, schooling, employment, and others.
However, individual burdens and concerns may be lightened by the power of a family united in mutual love and support and in prayers of faith.
-Rex D. Pinegar -Home First -April 1990 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was climbing down a cliff face, in competition with three others. Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and a boy...that was considered odd. (I was harry potter) We were in a competition to see who the real 'chosen one' was. We had ropes around our waists and we were going down one 'section at a time' the basic idea was to see how far down we could get in oneish move. I was doing the best for a while, picking out rocks that had grooves in them on top so I had something easy to hang onto. But then the odd kid went way down below me, as well as Hermione leaving me and Ron above them. And they were almost to the ground. I knew that I had to be the chosen one, so I took a giant risk, and along with Ron -who had the same thought, let go of the rockwall and swung away from the wall and waterfall hoping that by swinging in and out I would end up lower then the other two. Only Ron and I ended up getting tangled and twisted in our ropes, but we managed to disengage ourselves and I ended up further down the rock wall and won the competition, which was a big deal...because the rockwall was a punishment system where only the 'fittest' survived, and it seemed like Filch and/or Snape would place least favored students in the worst areas -where the water fall is- to make it much more difficult for students to get down without falling down and they could move the waterfall back and forth if they so desired with the water falling in timed out sequences.
I was traveling along a path...full of different dangers and random creatures. It almost reminded me of Alice in Wonderland, I was with a few other creatures....different toys and objects that were alive, but not actual objects just creatures of that world. There was a greenish ghost octopus like creature, among other purple and red things. We were at a cliff outlook, and three of the creatures captured the other five or six on an evil person's orders and hung them out over the cliffs. One at a time the creatures were dropped but the ghost octopus female had a change of heart, saying that she couldn't throw any more creatures over the side of the cliff. We mourned the loss of three of the group, but then they appeared stuck together with slime and glue from the various animals with one blowing a purple pink bubble to float themselves back up. I left them and climbed up the hill following a trail and having to avoid the trees that made rain showers, and the fairies with evil intentions, finally I was at the top of the hill, heading for the castle, but I still hadn't made it pass the witches cottage that had a mandarin nut tree outside of it along with another farmhouse looking building closer to me. A person met me up there and told me that I would have to have a gift for the witch in order to get by her. I looked at the nut tree and knew instinctively that in the future I would crave these nuts while I was pregnant and the witch would only give them to me for a price that at the moment I wasn't willing to pay, but the person insisted that I had to sneak past the monster and get some nuts before I could make my way to the castle.....
When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Well this story does well to express those sentiments and how a few short words can so that things don't always have to go to plan to make good memories. :)
On Sunday evening all of our family gathered in our home just to celebrate being together--"all under one roof again," exclaimed my wife.
She had planned a special occasion, with the appropriate theme, "Making Memories."
She had a recording of one of our daughters singing a song about memories.
She had obtained copies of a particular book about the subject as a special gift for each son and daughter.
To make the memory of that weekend really complete, there would be a family picture taken.
Every detail about the evening had been meticulously planned.
It would be certain to create a happy memory for each family member.
Or would it?
While the beautiful song played softly in the background, the living room filled with the noise of laughter of our growing family circle.
The grandchildren couldn't sit still.
They giggled and teased and played happily with one another.
The grownup children enjoyed each other, too, and all talked at once, it seemed, about the days gone by and about the future.
They laughed with each other and laughed at the antics of their children, who by now were having tickling matches on the floor or sticking little fingers into the chocolate mint cake.
It had become frustrating-- and funny!
I don't know which was more frustrating or funny--the family program which ended soon after it began, with Bonnie, the would be "memory-maker," sighing, "Oh, what's the use? No one's listening!" or the photo session, with twelve frenzied adults all trying unsuccessfully to pose eleven overactive, squirming children.
Was this a family celebration?
Or was it a family circus?
One thing I knew, this was not the way Bonnie had intended it to be.
She had wanted this time of family gathering to be meaningful and memorable.
A few days after everyone had gone and our house was again very quiet, a little book came for us.
It was a picture book about families, and it was inscribed: "To my warm and loving full-of-fun family--every one of you," with a special note added for Mom: "Here's to the wonderful photos, the wonderful gathering place, the wonderful memories you so lovingly help to create each time we're together."
Later, this note from another daughter: "Thank you for a wonderful stay.The boys haven't been this happy in many months. It has been so nice for them to feel so loved and to have a little extra attention and spoiling. I'm so glad we could all watch together as Clark learned to walk, and that he could start forming his special bonds with loving grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. our children couldn' be more blessed to have such a loving, supportive family network."
Another daughter wrote this:
If you could see my house of dreams,
No palace would it be
But just where I feel happiest--
You are that home to me.
Within that "wonderful chaos" of our family all is obviously not perfect.
There are problems in our family, as in many families--challenges related to serious illness, aging parents, schooling, employment, and others.
However, individual burdens and concerns may be lightened by the power of a family united in mutual love and support and in prayers of faith.
-Rex D. Pinegar -Home First -April 1990 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was climbing down a cliff face, in competition with three others. Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and a boy...that was considered odd. (I was harry potter) We were in a competition to see who the real 'chosen one' was. We had ropes around our waists and we were going down one 'section at a time' the basic idea was to see how far down we could get in oneish move. I was doing the best for a while, picking out rocks that had grooves in them on top so I had something easy to hang onto. But then the odd kid went way down below me, as well as Hermione leaving me and Ron above them. And they were almost to the ground. I knew that I had to be the chosen one, so I took a giant risk, and along with Ron -who had the same thought, let go of the rockwall and swung away from the wall and waterfall hoping that by swinging in and out I would end up lower then the other two. Only Ron and I ended up getting tangled and twisted in our ropes, but we managed to disengage ourselves and I ended up further down the rock wall and won the competition, which was a big deal...because the rockwall was a punishment system where only the 'fittest' survived, and it seemed like Filch and/or Snape would place least favored students in the worst areas -where the water fall is- to make it much more difficult for students to get down without falling down and they could move the waterfall back and forth if they so desired with the water falling in timed out sequences.
I was traveling along a path...full of different dangers and random creatures. It almost reminded me of Alice in Wonderland, I was with a few other creatures....different toys and objects that were alive, but not actual objects just creatures of that world. There was a greenish ghost octopus like creature, among other purple and red things. We were at a cliff outlook, and three of the creatures captured the other five or six on an evil person's orders and hung them out over the cliffs. One at a time the creatures were dropped but the ghost octopus female had a change of heart, saying that she couldn't throw any more creatures over the side of the cliff. We mourned the loss of three of the group, but then they appeared stuck together with slime and glue from the various animals with one blowing a purple pink bubble to float themselves back up. I left them and climbed up the hill following a trail and having to avoid the trees that made rain showers, and the fairies with evil intentions, finally I was at the top of the hill, heading for the castle, but I still hadn't made it pass the witches cottage that had a mandarin nut tree outside of it along with another farmhouse looking building closer to me. A person met me up there and told me that I would have to have a gift for the witch in order to get by her. I looked at the nut tree and knew instinctively that in the future I would crave these nuts while I was pregnant and the witch would only give them to me for a price that at the moment I wasn't willing to pay, but the person insisted that I had to sneak past the monster and get some nuts before I could make my way to the castle.....
When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Skewed Kink
Do you remember what it's like to be kicked...hard?
If you don't...you're lucky lol.
Cus it's not fun.
Though I wasn't kicked.
This....hurts.
It's basically on parr with the off the scale headaches that I get every now and then.
Maybe even past it.
What is it?
A Kinked Neck.
I've never felt one this bad before.
I've spent most of the day with my head tilted to the right.
Because straightening it or tilting it to the left....results in a sharp pain that almost seems to short circuit me to where I forget to breathe, blink, and even my muscles freeze up for a bit.
Its like my vertebrae are grinding together. The second one has broken and won't do the 'saying no' movement while the two vertebrae below it grind together. That...or the muscles are spasming, the nerve is kinked...perhaps the muscles and nerve somehow got in between the bones so when I move...I just get pain.
It's so difficult to deal with...medicine doesn't seem to help. Heat doesn't seem to help for long...its like the thing is bi polar where its fine for a bit, but as I try to do more it flares up and I can't move.
Gaaaaaaaahahahahahahah.
It definitely feels like I'm kicked in the head.
And it happens often as I move about.
Because I look to the left...alot. And that...causes pain.
As does moving my arms and basically doing anything that causes the muscles in the neck to suddenly tense up.
It's a sharp enough pain that my poor tummy feels nauseous whenever it happens.
And prevents me from tilting my head back to drink liquids without it hurting.
In all cases....
I never want to have this again. As my neck mobility is severely limited....
And unfortunately this problem isn't going to go away for a little bit.
Sooo here comes more suffering. :)
At least looking at it on a more brighter side....it's not a headache...
Just a severe neck ache....
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I dreamt that there was a zombie looking lady in a sea glowy green ragged dress with the ends flowing behind her coming at me. I ran, but somehow she ended up biting into my calf.
Oddly enough...it was the same pain I felt as the unholy tones of daylight woke me up, but in my neck....
-S.N.D
If you don't...you're lucky lol.
Cus it's not fun.
Though I wasn't kicked.
This....hurts.
It's basically on parr with the off the scale headaches that I get every now and then.
Maybe even past it.
What is it?
A Kinked Neck.
I've never felt one this bad before.
I've spent most of the day with my head tilted to the right.
Because straightening it or tilting it to the left....results in a sharp pain that almost seems to short circuit me to where I forget to breathe, blink, and even my muscles freeze up for a bit.
Its like my vertebrae are grinding together. The second one has broken and won't do the 'saying no' movement while the two vertebrae below it grind together. That...or the muscles are spasming, the nerve is kinked...perhaps the muscles and nerve somehow got in between the bones so when I move...I just get pain.
It's so difficult to deal with...medicine doesn't seem to help. Heat doesn't seem to help for long...its like the thing is bi polar where its fine for a bit, but as I try to do more it flares up and I can't move.
Gaaaaaaaahahahahahahah.
It definitely feels like I'm kicked in the head.
And it happens often as I move about.
Because I look to the left...alot. And that...causes pain.
As does moving my arms and basically doing anything that causes the muscles in the neck to suddenly tense up.
It's a sharp enough pain that my poor tummy feels nauseous whenever it happens.
And prevents me from tilting my head back to drink liquids without it hurting.
In all cases....
I never want to have this again. As my neck mobility is severely limited....
And unfortunately this problem isn't going to go away for a little bit.
Sooo here comes more suffering. :)
At least looking at it on a more brighter side....it's not a headache...
Just a severe neck ache....
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I dreamt that there was a zombie looking lady in a sea glowy green ragged dress with the ends flowing behind her coming at me. I ran, but somehow she ended up biting into my calf.
Oddly enough...it was the same pain I felt as the unholy tones of daylight woke me up, but in my neck....
-S.N.D
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Finding Peace Again
You know how some things just sucker punch you?
Yah...
me to.
I've been feeling off since Friday,
Jittery, teary-eyed, paranoid, nervous.
It's almost like I witnessed the shootings in person by how emotional I've been over the whole event.
I think, it's because I have an over active imagination and a strong dose of empathy where
its rather easy for me to imagine the scenario and place me there. Or others I care about there.
Perhaps it's because it happened in Colorado and I have family there.
Maybe it's just that a gunman went into a place of enjoyment....where there is little reason for a gunman to go as all the 'triggers' for gunman....usually take place in school, the home, or the work place.
Its a variety of things.
Needless to say.....I was a bit....a wary of going back to a theatre.
Especially for Batman.
This fear was lessened...quite a bit by going with my family to see Spiderman over the weekend.
The theatre was small, not a big crowd of people, not the sort of environment that a gunman would want to go to and I had the comforting presence of my family around me.
But still...there was the terror, the feeling that this was somehow 'personal' and going to the Batman would be foolish.
I wasn't going to let that stop me though.
I wanted to see Batman.
And I would go see it soon.
Before any important plot points were given away by others.
First though...I needed a buddy.
A friend to unknowingly go through this....test with me.
Test?
Yes...test.
For I had pretty much figured out that I was just fearing the unknown.
And my over active imagination playing out the scenarios of what could happen.
I thought it was foolish of myself to worry so much about something that only happened once in a different state.
So, I told myself....that once I saw the movie...I would have nothing to worry about.
Survive the movie.
And I will survive.
I would be able to remove myself from the shooting and be able to look at it....like a reader reads a book. Its still very sad, but I'm not placing myself in the situation.
So with the companionship of my cousin.
I went to the theatre.
Comforted a bit by his presence.
As well as the Police presence as well.
It was a holiday here, and I guess people thought something would be more likely to happen on a 'special day' -like the holiday. As the Premier was a 'special day' as well.
Sitting in the theatre itself...I was very jumpy.
lol I was praying like mad.
Thankfully...I found peace. The feeling that I would be fine.
The commercials were mostly gun related....Its odd how you don't notice that...until you're looking for it.
And since the movie was very long....people would get up and leave...which would make me wary.
But there was an officer standing at the door, and the Exit door remained shut.
Plus...the movie was really good.
And by the end of it. I was drawn into the story line.
Into that world.
Where the Batman was.
The symbol of hope.
That all would be well.
For Batman would do whatever it takes to keep his city safe.
And by extension, the viewers safe as well.
Everytime he took down a bad guy and saved a good guy from dying
I mentally cheered.
Good triumphs again and again and again.
Overall the movie spoke a message of hope and peace to me, through the darkness.
Like the title suggests. The Dark Knight Rises.
Its only Night for so long before the Sun comes over the horizon again.
Even though bad things can happen in 'the darkness,' good things will follow, even if they're not what you expected.
By the end of the movie I had relaxed.
Felt calm.
Peaceful
Happy.
The edgy feeling of unwellness had faded.
I was positively hyper afterwards. :)
It was a nice clean breath of fresh air.
And I was right.
After getting home...I was able to remove myself from the situation so it didn't effect me as strongly.
For which I am very grateful. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Yah...
me to.
I've been feeling off since Friday,
Jittery, teary-eyed, paranoid, nervous.
It's almost like I witnessed the shootings in person by how emotional I've been over the whole event.
I think, it's because I have an over active imagination and a strong dose of empathy where
its rather easy for me to imagine the scenario and place me there. Or others I care about there.
Perhaps it's because it happened in Colorado and I have family there.
Maybe it's just that a gunman went into a place of enjoyment....where there is little reason for a gunman to go as all the 'triggers' for gunman....usually take place in school, the home, or the work place.
Its a variety of things.
Needless to say.....I was a bit....a wary of going back to a theatre.
Especially for Batman.
This fear was lessened...quite a bit by going with my family to see Spiderman over the weekend.
The theatre was small, not a big crowd of people, not the sort of environment that a gunman would want to go to and I had the comforting presence of my family around me.
But still...there was the terror, the feeling that this was somehow 'personal' and going to the Batman would be foolish.
I wasn't going to let that stop me though.
I wanted to see Batman.
And I would go see it soon.
Before any important plot points were given away by others.
First though...I needed a buddy.
A friend to unknowingly go through this....test with me.
Test?
Yes...test.
For I had pretty much figured out that I was just fearing the unknown.
And my over active imagination playing out the scenarios of what could happen.
I thought it was foolish of myself to worry so much about something that only happened once in a different state.
So, I told myself....that once I saw the movie...I would have nothing to worry about.
Survive the movie.
And I will survive.
I would be able to remove myself from the shooting and be able to look at it....like a reader reads a book. Its still very sad, but I'm not placing myself in the situation.
So with the companionship of my cousin.
I went to the theatre.
Comforted a bit by his presence.
As well as the Police presence as well.
It was a holiday here, and I guess people thought something would be more likely to happen on a 'special day' -like the holiday. As the Premier was a 'special day' as well.
Sitting in the theatre itself...I was very jumpy.
lol I was praying like mad.
Thankfully...I found peace. The feeling that I would be fine.
The commercials were mostly gun related....Its odd how you don't notice that...until you're looking for it.
And since the movie was very long....people would get up and leave...which would make me wary.
But there was an officer standing at the door, and the Exit door remained shut.
Plus...the movie was really good.
And by the end of it. I was drawn into the story line.
Into that world.
Where the Batman was.
The symbol of hope.
That all would be well.
For Batman would do whatever it takes to keep his city safe.
And by extension, the viewers safe as well.
Everytime he took down a bad guy and saved a good guy from dying
I mentally cheered.
Good triumphs again and again and again.
Overall the movie spoke a message of hope and peace to me, through the darkness.
Like the title suggests. The Dark Knight Rises.
Its only Night for so long before the Sun comes over the horizon again.
Even though bad things can happen in 'the darkness,' good things will follow, even if they're not what you expected.
By the end of the movie I had relaxed.
Felt calm.
Peaceful
Happy.
The edgy feeling of unwellness had faded.
I was positively hyper afterwards. :)
It was a nice clean breath of fresh air.
And I was right.
After getting home...I was able to remove myself from the situation so it didn't effect me as strongly.
For which I am very grateful. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Monday, July 23, 2012
October 1990 General Conference Saturday Morning
Some unhappy events have happened this past weekend, and I find that reading conference talks can bring a measure of peace to me. So, for fun I thought I would share things that I had highlighted from various talks. By no means are these points the most important points in any particular talk or the only things mentioned, but they are sentiments and thoughts that I liked and felt a connection to.
Hope you like. :)
Gordan B. Hinckley -This Work Will Go Forward
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was in a parking lot, where there were travel trailers and such and my hair wasn't sitting right on my head, so I was combing through it and began pulling out chunks and chunks of hair. The thought crossed my mind that this was odd...but when I finally got all the loose hair off, I had short hair, about chin length and I thought to myself "oh yah, this was what my hair looked like with the hair cut I got recently." Apparently the loose hair had mingled with the hair that was still attached to my head and overall made it look like it was longer and still full looking so I wouldn't notice and didn't realize that my hair had gotten longer quicker then normal. but with the extra weight gone, my head felt lighter and I remembered that this was the length my hair was supposed to be...
then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Hope you like. :)
Gordan B. Hinckley -This Work Will Go Forward
- Our Heavenly Father will cause conditions in the world to change so that His gospel can penetrate every border.
- Surely nothing is too hard to gain this great goal.
- One hundred and fifty years ago this week, the Lord revealed to His prophet Joseph Smith sublime doctrine concerning the sacred ordinance of baptism.
- Yes, the Lord is accelerating His work.
- Begin this work (family history research) and you will know why the Lord said, "The hearts of the children shall turn to their fathers."
- Once I listened as a humble sister, blind except for a small window of vision in one eye, bore witness of deeply spiritual experiences she enjoyed with her husband identifying individuals for temple work. She explained that internal bleeding had recently taken the last vestige of sight. Her testimony was sweet, her prayer that she might see enough to serve. Miraculously she was given even greater sight.
- I don't need to tell you the details of where to go and who to see.
- When you determine you are going to succeed, you will find a way.
- Set aside those things that don't really matter in your life. Decide to do something that will have eternal consequences.
- Perhaps you have been prompted to look for ancestors but feel that you are not a genealogist. Can you see that you don't have to be anymore? It all begins with love and a sincere desire to help those who can't help themselves.
- How are we responding to the cries for help from God's Children?
- First: We need to over come fatalism.
- We must all become players in the winding-up scene, not spectators.
- He never gave up but labored with them and loved them even with his dying breath.
- "Notwithstanding their wickedness I ... loved them, according to the love of God which was in me, with all my heart; and my soul had been poured out in prayer unto my God all the day long for them."
- Second: Attitude adjustment is to not allow ourselves to find satisfaction in calamities of the last days.
- "He that is glad at calamities shall not be unpunished."
- "Rejoice not when thine enemy falleth, and let not thine heart be glad when he stumbleth."
- We know many wounds are self-inflicted and could have been avoided simply by obeying gospel principles. However, to shrug it off as "their problem" is not acceptable to the Lord.
- Our forgiveness must be manifest by reaching out to help mend wounds even when they are the result of transgression. To react in any other way would be akin to setting up a lung cancer clinic for nonsmokers only.
- "Verily I saw, men should be anxiously engaged in a good cause, and do many things of their own free will."
- First, I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and then I am a microneurosurgeon.
- It is possible to make home a bit of heaven; indeed, I picture heaven to be a continuation of the ideal home.
- A happy home is one centered around the teachings of the gospel. This takes constant, careful effort by all concerned.
- In the ideal home, each child would be given every possible opportunity to develop his own personality without too much domination. Discipline is organized love, and children develop properly in an atmosphere of love, with adequate guidelines to shape their lives and their habits. More children are punished for mimicking their parents than ever for disobeying them.
- We should be what we want to see.
- Absolute truth should abide in our homes, and we should sincerely try to answer any question in honesty. Honesty is the companion of truth, and dishonesty of falsehood. We should expect complete honesty from our children as well as from us as parents.
- Ice Cream is better bought early than wished-for later.
- Mothers and daughters should be ladies and be modest in all ways.
- Fathers and sons should act gentlemanly and kind. They should honor their priesthood, fill missions, and serve the Lord.
- Parents need to care enough to wait up for their children as they return from their dates, or go and find them if they are out too late.
- We have found that the child who is rolling on the floor during family home evening listens and learns more than we think possible.
- So many times prophets warn about dangers of selfishness--the inordinate and excessive concern with self.
- The distance between constant self-pleasing and self-worship is shorter than we think. Stubborn selfishness is actually rebellion against God.
- Selfishness is much more than an ordinary problem because it activates all the cardinal sins! It is the detonator in the breaking of the Ten Commandments.
- The selfish individual thus seeks to please not God, but himself. He will even break a covenant in order to fix an appetite.
- Selfishness has little time to regard the sufferings of others seriously, hence the love of many waxes cold.
- Even the faithful can expect a few fibrillations.
- The selfish individual has a passion for the vertical pronoun I. Significantly, the vertical pronoun I has no knees to bend, while the first letter in the pronoun we does.
- Selfishness, in its preoccupation with self, withholds from others deserved, needed praise, causing a deprivation instead of giving a commendation.
- Selfishness is often expressed in stubbornness of mind. Having a "mind hardened with pride" often afflicts the brightest who could also be the best.
- Stubborn selfishness leads otherwise good people to fight over herds, patches of sand, and strippings of milk. All this results from what the Lord calls coveting "the drop," while neglecting the "more weighty matters"
- The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered...is being insincere. That is why so much of social life is exhausting.
- How goes the battle?
- Take away basic moral standards, and observe how quickly tolerance changes into permissiveness.
- Take away the sacred sense of belonging to a family or community, and observe how quickly citizens cease to care for big cities.
- Selfishness is really self-destruction in slow motion!
- Each spasm of selfishness narrows the universe that much more by shutting down our awareness of others and by making us more and more alone.
- The meek men and women of Christ are quick to praise, but are able to restrain themselves. They understand that on occasion the biting of the tongue can be as important as the gift of tongues.
- Christ never brushed aside those in need because He had bigger things to do!
- Furthermore, the men and women of Christ are constant, being the same in private as in public.
- We cannot keep two sets of books while heaven has but one.
- Whereas the natural man vents his anger, the men and women of Christ are "not easily provoked."
- "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
- "Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
- "For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."
- "He invited them from drudgery to pleasant service; from the well-night unbearable burdens of ecclesiastical exactions and traditional formalism, to the liberty of truly spiritual worship; from slavery to freedom; but they would not.
- Why face life's burdens alone; Christ asks, or why face them with temporal support that will quickly falter? To the heavy laden it is Christ's yoke, it is the power and peace of standing side by side with a God that will provide the support, balance, and the strength to meet our challenges and endure our tasks here in the hardpan field of mortality.
- As long as we all must bear some burden and shoulder some yoke, why not let it be mine?
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was in a parking lot, where there were travel trailers and such and my hair wasn't sitting right on my head, so I was combing through it and began pulling out chunks and chunks of hair. The thought crossed my mind that this was odd...but when I finally got all the loose hair off, I had short hair, about chin length and I thought to myself "oh yah, this was what my hair looked like with the hair cut I got recently." Apparently the loose hair had mingled with the hair that was still attached to my head and overall made it look like it was longer and still full looking so I wouldn't notice and didn't realize that my hair had gotten longer quicker then normal. but with the extra weight gone, my head felt lighter and I remembered that this was the length my hair was supposed to be...
then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Scout's Honor
Another Eagle has joined the nest.
After hours of preparation and stress.
My brother is now officially an Eagle Scout!! ^^
So excited! and it was awesome to be able to be there with him in this moment of glory. :)
Congrats Bro! ^^
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
You know comic books...or newspapers...and like the Marvel thing? Well...I was looking at close ups of newspaper titles and articles of Batman and the shootings at the theatres. Going over them again and again....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
After hours of preparation and stress.
My brother is now officially an Eagle Scout!! ^^
So excited! and it was awesome to be able to be there with him in this moment of glory. :)
Congrats Bro! ^^
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
You know comic books...or newspapers...and like the Marvel thing? Well...I was looking at close ups of newspaper titles and articles of Batman and the shootings at the theatres. Going over them again and again....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Saturday, July 21, 2012
A Heated Drive
It seemed like such a simple task.
"Hey Sarnic, while you're out, can you pick me up a Hershey Chocolate Bar?"
"Sure Kikay, No problem."
Kikay needed chocolate. I was on a mission.
And so, into Dollar Tree I went.
Grabbed a couple of the dark tastiness.
....two because I didn't know if she wanted a regular bar or a king size bar and Dollar Tree didn't have a king sized bar....
and headed for home.
It was like fifteen minutes away...maybe even as less as ten.
So I jumped in the car, put the chocolate bars on the passenger seat and home I went.
Arrived home.
Grabbed the chocolate.
And it went:
Flop.
Yep.
Flop.
Squishy softness.
The chocolate....had liquefied. ()_()
lol You Know it's Hot when Chocolate melts within 10-15 minutes of being taken out of the store.
Of course...our car has no A/C.....so inside the car was probably hotter then the outside.
:S
lol I found it rather funny.
"Here Kikay"
Flop Flop Flop Squish Flop.
haha....I didn't do it on purpose....they just melted.....
But Kikay after sticking the chocolate in the freezer for a couple of hours....
Said that it was really good.
I think she said that some of the chocolate was still melted...
So the outside was hard, and the inside was soft.
And super good all around.
So the chocolate liquid....wasn't quite the disaster I think she was imagining when I first walked into her room and handed her the bars....^^;;
Yay for tasty surprises! :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was on an island that had a royal from another country visiting. She was about my same age and height and just as slender. We showed her and her people that came with her around the island in the hopes to bring some sort of peace between our two countries. We wandered about my island which was very...'fancy' if that's the right word. It seemed white, glowing, jeweled, but natural colors. The talks were going well and we were going to turn in for the night...when we were attacked. I was at the front door entryway and I saw through the windows a blue...green mustang heading straight for the house. It drove past the entryway (which was like a long hallway leading to the rest of the house) and crashed straight into the building creating a hole. I and the other princess took off running with our body guards towards the wharf. This terrorist couldn't take/kill her. There was a sail ship (like the old pirate ships...but with white sails) waiting to take us away...but I decided that it would be too obvious what we were doing and the ship was already away from the dock so we did a sailing dive, the three of us into the water to a small island/ship that had a secret entry way and looked non obvious to hide out there. After the danger had passed we returned to the pillared hallway, but we were getting ready to leave so that the princess could continue on her journey. We were extra precautious that no threat would harm her, so I took the lead, dressed in silks of bright colors..kinda golden bronze with two body guards behind me and finally the princess following behind in...shimmering white....or perhaps our clothes were switched....I don't remember. In any case we both had our own version of stunning, but as I walked down the stairs, her people seemed to take me for their princess and a few of them tried to lay jeweled necklaces of silver and turquoise around my neck. I declined them with a small smile saying "I'm not your princess. She's behind me." But one girl proceeded to lay a silver necklace around me saying that 'you saved our princess, you're a hero too' or something along those lines. And I glanced back to the princess...to see that she was dressed more simply then before... we headed out along the rocky costs of our island just walking along the 'beach' when again...something went wrong. We were somehow under attack, and all the statuary came to life. Particularly an eight foot tall statue of a athletic guy holding a giant ball, running in terror from the disaster. We ended up in this other house...that was like a museum for the arts place...where Vocal Point was doing a concert in a dance hall. They were singing Footloose. I ended up going down to the basement into an art museum type place and ended up in a room where I could hear their voices clearly singing and I knew they would be down here next, I then ran into Anne Hathaway...the princess and we ended up in a panic...because evil was crashing down on us. Bad guys were trying to shoot us or capture us...and we ran up the stairs to try and 'keep ahead of the doom' We blazed through/past a room where it was all red and there were people in red cloaks calling for the demon and its demon fire to destroy the place. There was another girl in blue...wearing a cloak, and she had darker skin running with us, but she was too slow and the double doors slammed shut in front of her as me and Anne ran through them. We heard her scream and I glanced back and saw a flash of bright light. This had me and Anne running even faster, as didn't want the demons to get us. I lead our group through the house going down a couple of flights of stairs that were located in secret passageways and behind doorways before going back up and up heading for the roof. All the rooms were a light green in color. Pale and faded like my grandmother's home. As we went through passage after passage, we climbed higher and higher blazing through various rooms and as we got nearer and nearer in our spiraling climb up to the roof the ceiling got lower and lower until we were crawling on hands and knees up the last set of stairs before the roof, but then the demon attacked, It was in the form of a pale white hairless cat, that was skinny and had blazing red eyes and super sharp teeth. Apparently it took this form to get to us faster or that was what the magic changed it into, in any case it jumped in front of us, but Flare, our cat attacked, And they fought in blurred circles up right in front of our exit so we couldn't escape....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
"Hey Sarnic, while you're out, can you pick me up a Hershey Chocolate Bar?"
"Sure Kikay, No problem."
Kikay needed chocolate. I was on a mission.
And so, into Dollar Tree I went.
Grabbed a couple of the dark tastiness.
....two because I didn't know if she wanted a regular bar or a king size bar and Dollar Tree didn't have a king sized bar....
and headed for home.
It was like fifteen minutes away...maybe even as less as ten.
So I jumped in the car, put the chocolate bars on the passenger seat and home I went.
Arrived home.
Grabbed the chocolate.
And it went:
Flop.
Yep.
Flop.
Squishy softness.
The chocolate....had liquefied. ()_()
lol You Know it's Hot when Chocolate melts within 10-15 minutes of being taken out of the store.
Of course...our car has no A/C.....so inside the car was probably hotter then the outside.
:S
lol I found it rather funny.
"Here Kikay"
Flop Flop Flop Squish Flop.
haha....I didn't do it on purpose....they just melted.....
But Kikay after sticking the chocolate in the freezer for a couple of hours....
Said that it was really good.
I think she said that some of the chocolate was still melted...
So the outside was hard, and the inside was soft.
And super good all around.
So the chocolate liquid....wasn't quite the disaster I think she was imagining when I first walked into her room and handed her the bars....^^;;
Yay for tasty surprises! :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was on an island that had a royal from another country visiting. She was about my same age and height and just as slender. We showed her and her people that came with her around the island in the hopes to bring some sort of peace between our two countries. We wandered about my island which was very...'fancy' if that's the right word. It seemed white, glowing, jeweled, but natural colors. The talks were going well and we were going to turn in for the night...when we were attacked. I was at the front door entryway and I saw through the windows a blue...green mustang heading straight for the house. It drove past the entryway (which was like a long hallway leading to the rest of the house) and crashed straight into the building creating a hole. I and the other princess took off running with our body guards towards the wharf. This terrorist couldn't take/kill her. There was a sail ship (like the old pirate ships...but with white sails) waiting to take us away...but I decided that it would be too obvious what we were doing and the ship was already away from the dock so we did a sailing dive, the three of us into the water to a small island/ship that had a secret entry way and looked non obvious to hide out there. After the danger had passed we returned to the pillared hallway, but we were getting ready to leave so that the princess could continue on her journey. We were extra precautious that no threat would harm her, so I took the lead, dressed in silks of bright colors..kinda golden bronze with two body guards behind me and finally the princess following behind in...shimmering white....or perhaps our clothes were switched....I don't remember. In any case we both had our own version of stunning, but as I walked down the stairs, her people seemed to take me for their princess and a few of them tried to lay jeweled necklaces of silver and turquoise around my neck. I declined them with a small smile saying "I'm not your princess. She's behind me." But one girl proceeded to lay a silver necklace around me saying that 'you saved our princess, you're a hero too' or something along those lines. And I glanced back to the princess...to see that she was dressed more simply then before... we headed out along the rocky costs of our island just walking along the 'beach' when again...something went wrong. We were somehow under attack, and all the statuary came to life. Particularly an eight foot tall statue of a athletic guy holding a giant ball, running in terror from the disaster. We ended up in this other house...that was like a museum for the arts place...where Vocal Point was doing a concert in a dance hall. They were singing Footloose. I ended up going down to the basement into an art museum type place and ended up in a room where I could hear their voices clearly singing and I knew they would be down here next, I then ran into Anne Hathaway...the princess and we ended up in a panic...because evil was crashing down on us. Bad guys were trying to shoot us or capture us...and we ran up the stairs to try and 'keep ahead of the doom' We blazed through/past a room where it was all red and there were people in red cloaks calling for the demon and its demon fire to destroy the place. There was another girl in blue...wearing a cloak, and she had darker skin running with us, but she was too slow and the double doors slammed shut in front of her as me and Anne ran through them. We heard her scream and I glanced back and saw a flash of bright light. This had me and Anne running even faster, as didn't want the demons to get us. I lead our group through the house going down a couple of flights of stairs that were located in secret passageways and behind doorways before going back up and up heading for the roof. All the rooms were a light green in color. Pale and faded like my grandmother's home. As we went through passage after passage, we climbed higher and higher blazing through various rooms and as we got nearer and nearer in our spiraling climb up to the roof the ceiling got lower and lower until we were crawling on hands and knees up the last set of stairs before the roof, but then the demon attacked, It was in the form of a pale white hairless cat, that was skinny and had blazing red eyes and super sharp teeth. Apparently it took this form to get to us faster or that was what the magic changed it into, in any case it jumped in front of us, but Flare, our cat attacked, And they fought in blurred circles up right in front of our exit so we couldn't escape....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
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