Out of the blue
They call to you
With a ding or a buzz
perhaps a flashing of light.
A person came out of the night.
In a whirl of colors
You focus on them.
And wonder,
Where they had been your friends.
-S.N.D
I always find it somewhat interesting to randomly get a call or a text or an IM from somebody I haven't talked to in forever and a year.
Often they contact me because they need something. Usually its information, or just a wall to sound against.
Othertimes they seem to start talking to me at an ideal moment.
When...I probably didn't realize I needed to hear someone's voice.
But I actually did, and they managed to calm me. Or distract me for at least a little while.
I have to be grateful for their distractions...because it can give me a break from doing something tedious.
lol.
Still though I wonder....
Why did you choose to randomly talk to me?
I hope I was able to help them in some way in return.
I must somehow...because I still get those random conversations. :)
Which can be fun.
I would suggest that I should somehow get more random conversations between random people started...
but then that would become a normal part of my life.
And not so random.
So I should treasure those moments where I get to talk to people I haven't talked to in a while.
Because somehow or another, we probably are helping each other. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
I was on the run. Me and my 6 month old babe. There was another family. Parents and an infant child (my cousins) We had to get away. So that we wouldn't get hurt.
.....there was more to this dream....but it faded from my mind once I moved from horizontal to vertical.
And that
is why the fox never came home. :)
-S.N.D.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Reactivation
Its been a pretty spiritual weekend for me here.
Elder Cook at the Institute on Friday, Stake Conference Friday night and Sunday morning.
And then tonight a fireside where Elder Perry spoke.
Elder Perry talked about how there seemed to be less....spirituality in the youth at this moment in time.
Nobody seems to be believing in God.
And he challenged us. The youth of the church, to get people reactivated in their beliefs.
I got the sense that he didn't really care if the people were of the same faith/church as us.
What matters is that they believe in God. And go to him in their time of need so that they can find guidance and comfort when they need it most.
What matters...is that we, as the youth of the church need to be an example to those who are struggling with what they believe.
Perhaps all it takes is a friendly smile and a hello as you pass by someone in the hall.
Or maybe a challenge to do something.
If a friend's life seems to be on the down low. Challenge them to read a single verse from the scriptures and slowly increase their amount of reading time.
Or perhaps to kneel down when they have no where else to go, and pray to their Father in Heaven for help and guidance.
Then we ourselves...also need to pray that we will be able to somehow help a person who needs help.
Perhaps we can provide service for someone who needs help without expecting anything in return....
...this was the general impression I got from the talk that Elder Perry gave
And I ended up going on a thinking tangent because of what he said.
How would I reactivate my believes....when I was struggling?
And I had to think back....
Scripture study....I'm still working on improving...but what got me reading them everyday?
The thought that...If I don't do this now (now that seminary had ended where I was required to read the scriptures daily to get the reward of a 'completetion necklace' -soo shiny! must have!!- :) lol) I never will do it again because now there is no particular reason why I have to.
So I decided to keep reading. And not slack off. If its a single verse...or 4 chapters...I still read.
The same thing with journaling happened to me. If I didn't continue to do it...I wouldn't do it...
Then Prayer as well. Its a slow progression for me.
Praying to my Father in Heaven....I started praying occasionally. Then I started saying my prayers (I think it was a moving away to college thing and my sister's example that got me saying my prayers more often) before I fell asleep at night in bed, warm in my covers. I would pray occasionally on my knees.....when I really felt I needed help, when I needed something.
Then I decided......You know....I don't like those people who only talk to me when they really really need something.
I didn't want to do that to my Father in Heaven either. Pray deeply and sincerely only when I needed help.
So I started crouching on the side of my bed each night to pray.
And then I slowly moved down to my knees. Where I would take the time to pray.
now...I'm still not perfect. I fluctuate between saying something meaningless just to say I prayed, and being really meaningful in my conversation to Heavenly Father.
And I still totally struggle with saying prayers in the morning....
but when I look at my life.....what I see is a general progression.
I didn't jump in the deep end of the pond expecting to be able to keep afloat.
I started on the edge of the pond with my feet completely dry.
And slowly, but surely with the right events influencing me...I got wet.
And I would move deeper into the pond with every small step I took.
Building up my endurance so that when I do reach the deep end of the pond...
I will be able to keep afloat and not struggle to keep my head out of the water.
So, when Elder L. Tom Perry gave the call....to basically reactivate our fellow youth in their beliefs....
I admit...I was and am...quite stumped.
How can I help others in their unbelief?
Do they need to be picked up and forcefully pushed into the pond to sink or swim?
Or do I need to carefully lead them, guide them by example to a way of life that will be happier for them.
It really depends on the person I think....
But I wonder...how can I help?
The best I come up with right now is to lead by example.
Just be myself.
Continue to keep my own standards up.
Perhaps I can help others through this blog....
Dear Reader....
Can I help you today?
Sincerely Sarnic.
lol. Perhaps. Perhaps somehow through influence something I say in one of these blog posts will trigger something.
It will spark that barely glowing ember.
And gradually with the right reinforcement and fuel added
the ember will grow into a bonfire.
A beacon upon the hill that will in turn help others to light their own darkened embers.
We must be examples to each other. Be the best that we can be...
but not do it in such a way that people think. "Oh I can never be like that."
Its like baby steps. Slowly and surely if we take a step at a time we will move somewhere.
I hope I can help. I pray that somehow I can help someone
to reactivate themselves in their relationship with God.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
The glass door was foggy so I couldn't really see out, and I knew it was cold.
So I opened the door to let in the two kittens. Zairo and Drifter (Zairo was probably actually Ecli) Zairo was black with a few white hairs here and there, Drifter was fluffy and black with white socks and belly.
I let them inside so that they could get warm.
Dad introduced his coworker to me. He introduced me to her as "My oldest."
I wasn't really paying much attention I was too busy rubbing Zairo's belly.
And then I got distracted...or worried that Dad didn't want the kittens inside.
So I shooed them outside..I think.
And I went into my bedroom (college bedroom) where I was watching a movie (Megamind) and my sister was in there.
We were watching the movie and she suddenly realized that her favorite white 'teddy bear' had an ugly purple stain on it. From when my brother and dad had been...pickling prunes?? Making grape juice? Prune juice? It was a purply pink color.
She freaked out about that.
I wanted to make sure my own bear (panda pillow pet) was alright. so I picked it up off the ground....
and it had prune juice in its white fur as well...but more then a single splash mark like my sisters.
I showed her that mine was worse....but she wasn't comforted.
so I left the room and went into my parent's room (back at the house) to 'comb' the stain out. I had a comb and i was brushing the panda's fur to get the juice out.
My mom came into the room.
And she said something along the lines of "I told her a thousand times to pick her stuff up from the floor because somebody might step on it and ruin it."
I nodded in agreement.
And then my mom asked me to brush her hair.
So I did...
She somehow had it front of her face so I..or she...lifted up her hair...and hanging down from her hair (it was thick hair) were....cephalopods....they were like centipedes...but they curl up? I don't know...they made spiral shapes in her hair.
I thought they were from when we went swimming at that one place a day or two ago....it was kinda disturbing but understandable because my mom's hair was thick, so it made sense that something could hide there.
Anyway. She lifted up her hair so I could comb at the roots.
And there were these huge....like 4 inches long.....worm type creatures.
They were pale. A cream, white, translucent green color. With heads that were round and then bodies that kinda had legs...but kinda different.
I wasn't going to touch the things. *Shivers*
So I said to my mom "Uh...mom you have a worm there."
She was pretty calm about the whole thing. And pulled it out of her hair and...placed it somewhere....
So I went to comb again...and there were three more of the creatures.
I guided mom to where they were in her hair.
One of them...she grabbed the head...and the head came off and the body didn't follow.
But she was still patient because she really wanted me to brush her hair.
But the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
And that...
is why the fox never came home. :)
-S.N.D
Elder Cook at the Institute on Friday, Stake Conference Friday night and Sunday morning.
And then tonight a fireside where Elder Perry spoke.
Elder Perry talked about how there seemed to be less....spirituality in the youth at this moment in time.
Nobody seems to be believing in God.
And he challenged us. The youth of the church, to get people reactivated in their beliefs.
I got the sense that he didn't really care if the people were of the same faith/church as us.
What matters is that they believe in God. And go to him in their time of need so that they can find guidance and comfort when they need it most.
What matters...is that we, as the youth of the church need to be an example to those who are struggling with what they believe.
Perhaps all it takes is a friendly smile and a hello as you pass by someone in the hall.
Or maybe a challenge to do something.
If a friend's life seems to be on the down low. Challenge them to read a single verse from the scriptures and slowly increase their amount of reading time.
Or perhaps to kneel down when they have no where else to go, and pray to their Father in Heaven for help and guidance.
Then we ourselves...also need to pray that we will be able to somehow help a person who needs help.
Perhaps we can provide service for someone who needs help without expecting anything in return....
...this was the general impression I got from the talk that Elder Perry gave
And I ended up going on a thinking tangent because of what he said.
How would I reactivate my believes....when I was struggling?
And I had to think back....
Scripture study....I'm still working on improving...but what got me reading them everyday?
The thought that...If I don't do this now (now that seminary had ended where I was required to read the scriptures daily to get the reward of a 'completetion necklace' -soo shiny! must have!!- :) lol) I never will do it again because now there is no particular reason why I have to.
So I decided to keep reading. And not slack off. If its a single verse...or 4 chapters...I still read.
The same thing with journaling happened to me. If I didn't continue to do it...I wouldn't do it...
Then Prayer as well. Its a slow progression for me.
Praying to my Father in Heaven....I started praying occasionally. Then I started saying my prayers (I think it was a moving away to college thing and my sister's example that got me saying my prayers more often) before I fell asleep at night in bed, warm in my covers. I would pray occasionally on my knees.....when I really felt I needed help, when I needed something.
Then I decided......You know....I don't like those people who only talk to me when they really really need something.
I didn't want to do that to my Father in Heaven either. Pray deeply and sincerely only when I needed help.
So I started crouching on the side of my bed each night to pray.
And then I slowly moved down to my knees. Where I would take the time to pray.
now...I'm still not perfect. I fluctuate between saying something meaningless just to say I prayed, and being really meaningful in my conversation to Heavenly Father.
And I still totally struggle with saying prayers in the morning....
but when I look at my life.....what I see is a general progression.
I didn't jump in the deep end of the pond expecting to be able to keep afloat.
I started on the edge of the pond with my feet completely dry.
And slowly, but surely with the right events influencing me...I got wet.
And I would move deeper into the pond with every small step I took.
Building up my endurance so that when I do reach the deep end of the pond...
I will be able to keep afloat and not struggle to keep my head out of the water.
So, when Elder L. Tom Perry gave the call....to basically reactivate our fellow youth in their beliefs....
I admit...I was and am...quite stumped.
How can I help others in their unbelief?
Do they need to be picked up and forcefully pushed into the pond to sink or swim?
Or do I need to carefully lead them, guide them by example to a way of life that will be happier for them.
It really depends on the person I think....
But I wonder...how can I help?
The best I come up with right now is to lead by example.
Just be myself.
Continue to keep my own standards up.
Perhaps I can help others through this blog....
Dear Reader....
Can I help you today?
Sincerely Sarnic.
lol. Perhaps. Perhaps somehow through influence something I say in one of these blog posts will trigger something.
It will spark that barely glowing ember.
And gradually with the right reinforcement and fuel added
the ember will grow into a bonfire.
A beacon upon the hill that will in turn help others to light their own darkened embers.
We must be examples to each other. Be the best that we can be...
but not do it in such a way that people think. "Oh I can never be like that."
Its like baby steps. Slowly and surely if we take a step at a time we will move somewhere.
I hope I can help. I pray that somehow I can help someone
to reactivate themselves in their relationship with God.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
The glass door was foggy so I couldn't really see out, and I knew it was cold.
So I opened the door to let in the two kittens. Zairo and Drifter (Zairo was probably actually Ecli) Zairo was black with a few white hairs here and there, Drifter was fluffy and black with white socks and belly.
I let them inside so that they could get warm.
Dad introduced his coworker to me. He introduced me to her as "My oldest."
I wasn't really paying much attention I was too busy rubbing Zairo's belly.
And then I got distracted...or worried that Dad didn't want the kittens inside.
So I shooed them outside..I think.
And I went into my bedroom (college bedroom) where I was watching a movie (Megamind) and my sister was in there.
We were watching the movie and she suddenly realized that her favorite white 'teddy bear' had an ugly purple stain on it. From when my brother and dad had been...pickling prunes?? Making grape juice? Prune juice? It was a purply pink color.
She freaked out about that.
I wanted to make sure my own bear (panda pillow pet) was alright. so I picked it up off the ground....
and it had prune juice in its white fur as well...but more then a single splash mark like my sisters.
I showed her that mine was worse....but she wasn't comforted.
so I left the room and went into my parent's room (back at the house) to 'comb' the stain out. I had a comb and i was brushing the panda's fur to get the juice out.
My mom came into the room.
And she said something along the lines of "I told her a thousand times to pick her stuff up from the floor because somebody might step on it and ruin it."
I nodded in agreement.
And then my mom asked me to brush her hair.
So I did...
She somehow had it front of her face so I..or she...lifted up her hair...and hanging down from her hair (it was thick hair) were....cephalopods....they were like centipedes...but they curl up? I don't know...they made spiral shapes in her hair.
I thought they were from when we went swimming at that one place a day or two ago....it was kinda disturbing but understandable because my mom's hair was thick, so it made sense that something could hide there.
Anyway. She lifted up her hair so I could comb at the roots.
And there were these huge....like 4 inches long.....worm type creatures.
They were pale. A cream, white, translucent green color. With heads that were round and then bodies that kinda had legs...but kinda different.
I wasn't going to touch the things. *Shivers*
So I said to my mom "Uh...mom you have a worm there."
She was pretty calm about the whole thing. And pulled it out of her hair and...placed it somewhere....
So I went to comb again...and there were three more of the creatures.
I guided mom to where they were in her hair.
One of them...she grabbed the head...and the head came off and the body didn't follow.
But she was still patient because she really wanted me to brush her hair.
But the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.
And that...
is why the fox never came home. :)
-S.N.D
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Thought o'da Day
I had this random thought today.
And I decided to share it with you. :)
If most girls want guys to be "Tall, Dark, and Handsome."
Do most guys want girls to be "Petite, Blonde, and Pretty?"
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There was more before this point....
but....
The kittens were hungry. They were so cute, black and white and puny.
So I grabbed them some catfood...but apparently I didn't have a container.
I thought I had it in my hands...
but for some reason I stuffed the catfood in my mouth.
So my hands would be free.
I walked outside
and somebody called to me.
I gave them the "one minute" signal
and went out the gate to the driveway to the cat food bowl that was by the grape fence next to the neighbors house. And I bent over the bowl and let the catfood fall out of my mouth.
I managed to fill the bowl up to overflowing.
I straightened and looked at the person and smiled for some reason proud that I could hold so much and then I got into the car...
and the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.
Extra Info.
There was a whole lot more to this dream....I had my Uncle S and Aunt S and their kids in my dream as well as the family friend B.K. as well as my family.
There was also a scene where I was in a....clockshop...toyworkers shop trying to get....a screwdriver? Some toy or something...I don't know. It was reminiscent of a Rugrats scene....
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
And I decided to share it with you. :)
If most girls want guys to be "Tall, Dark, and Handsome."
Do most guys want girls to be "Petite, Blonde, and Pretty?"
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There was more before this point....
but....
The kittens were hungry. They were so cute, black and white and puny.
So I grabbed them some catfood...but apparently I didn't have a container.
I thought I had it in my hands...
but for some reason I stuffed the catfood in my mouth.
So my hands would be free.
I walked outside
and somebody called to me.
I gave them the "one minute" signal
and went out the gate to the driveway to the cat food bowl that was by the grape fence next to the neighbors house. And I bent over the bowl and let the catfood fall out of my mouth.
I managed to fill the bowl up to overflowing.
I straightened and looked at the person and smiled for some reason proud that I could hold so much and then I got into the car...
and the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.
Extra Info.
There was a whole lot more to this dream....I had my Uncle S and Aunt S and their kids in my dream as well as the family friend B.K. as well as my family.
There was also a scene where I was in a....clockshop...toyworkers shop trying to get....a screwdriver? Some toy or something...I don't know. It was reminiscent of a Rugrats scene....
And that
Is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
Friday, March 4, 2011
Of the Moment
What has been your greatest trial?
Have you ever been asked that before?
Your greatest trial?
Yah....
Has something come to mind?
Well...if it has the next question would be.
"What happened, how did you get through it?"
For me...I'm still stuck on question one.
What has been my greatest trial?
Now...I do have trials....everyone does.
But do I have a 'greatest' trial?
I have to say....no.
Instead I would say:
I have trials of the moment.
If I look at specific aspects of my life I can say "Yes that was my greatest trial...for that moment."
But overall....no...I haven't (yet) had a greatest trial that would 'define my life'
Instead...I have trials of the moment.
But...I also don't really view them as trials.
Instead I view the events that could be trials...as experiences that will help me grow somehow.
Perhaps it was because when I was in 9th grade in my first semester of Seminary...
I discovered 1 Corinthians 10:13
There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.
This scripture has given me confidence.
No matter what bumps in the road I may encounter, I know that I will be able to get over those mountains and through those craters.
Why? Because God will not suffer me to be tempted more then I can stand.
Whatever problems come my way.
I already know that I will make it through somehow.
So, I do have trials.
Emotional, Physical, Spiritual Trials.
Each have their moments in my life.
They will come in their time and place.
But if I keep the right focus.
I will be able to get through another dose of the refiners fire, stronger then I was before.
Because as Elder Quentin L. Cook stated in his talk today at the Institute Devotional:
"There is no chance, fate, or destiny that can circumvent, hinder, or control the firm resolve of a determined soul"
I just need to trust in the Lord, and ask for his counsel and guidance and the strength to continue onward whenever I start to struggle.
Because without him...
I would fall.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Have you ever been asked that before?
Your greatest trial?
Yah....
Has something come to mind?
Well...if it has the next question would be.
"What happened, how did you get through it?"
For me...I'm still stuck on question one.
What has been my greatest trial?
Now...I do have trials....everyone does.
But do I have a 'greatest' trial?
I have to say....no.
Instead I would say:
I have trials of the moment.
If I look at specific aspects of my life I can say "Yes that was my greatest trial...for that moment."
But overall....no...I haven't (yet) had a greatest trial that would 'define my life'
Instead...I have trials of the moment.
But...I also don't really view them as trials.
Instead I view the events that could be trials...as experiences that will help me grow somehow.
Perhaps it was because when I was in 9th grade in my first semester of Seminary...
I discovered 1 Corinthians 10:13
There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.
This scripture has given me confidence.
No matter what bumps in the road I may encounter, I know that I will be able to get over those mountains and through those craters.
Why? Because God will not suffer me to be tempted more then I can stand.
Whatever problems come my way.
I already know that I will make it through somehow.
So, I do have trials.
Emotional, Physical, Spiritual Trials.
Each have their moments in my life.
They will come in their time and place.
But if I keep the right focus.
I will be able to get through another dose of the refiners fire, stronger then I was before.
Because as Elder Quentin L. Cook stated in his talk today at the Institute Devotional:
"There is no chance, fate, or destiny that can circumvent, hinder, or control the firm resolve of a determined soul"
I just need to trust in the Lord, and ask for his counsel and guidance and the strength to continue onward whenever I start to struggle.
Because without him...
I would fall.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Thursday, March 3, 2011
The Facebook Quo
I was told an interesting little fact today...
And I guess it shows my ignorance of current fads.
I found it interesting because it made me go:
O.o What?! You're...kidding right?
But Facebook.
Apparently you are now only "officially in a relationship" if you say
that you are in a relationship on Facebook.
*shakes head*
Why?
Why I ask. Why?
It seems....I don't know....kinda superfluous to me.
Even though I'm slightly addicted to the Internet...(thanks to Anatomy...that addiction is really diminished)
I don't see why a relationship can only be a 'real' relationship...
when its posted on a website where people can be anything they want to be
where not everything viewed is "real"
The Internet isn't always a place of truth telling, or realism.
Often times its a place where people can be caught up in fantasy worlds.
Where they place games above outside relationships.
Where the intangible items that only can be found on the computer screen
Appear to have more value then real objects on the outside.
Its easy to say, be, do whatever you want on the Internet.
The world is at your fingertips.
So why now is part of our 'daiting and courtship rituals?"
The Internet...sure we can make online friends, or stay in contact with friends and family.
But...I don't think that it should be the....say all end all basis of our relationships.
Does it really need to be of high importance to only be 'offically' in a relationship
when its confirmed on facebook?
(When I say relationships I mean the dating relationships only)
It does seem to be the thing to do these days...
but is it really the foundation you want?
I certainly don't want it to be like that.
"I can only date you if you confirm it on facebook?"
It seems silly.
I really don't know...
I don't pay attention to all these fads/fashions.
If I participate in them...its halfway by accident. And halfway has some other purpose in mind when I do it. :) lol.
But that doesn't mean I know the rules.
Apparently here in my area (it might be true for others...or this whole thing might just apply to a crazy college town) there is another level to this Facebook "Dating" Confirmation.
You can only be Facebook Official if you've kissed.
Lol.
Guess I broke that rule. ;) haha.
Ah. The intricate social rules of dating life.
I"m glad I don't really pay attention to all these rituals within rituals.
It seems to make life soo much more complicated then it needs to be.
I think the best thing to do...
Is be yourself.
Be yourself with that someone you're dating.
Do things for fun, not because you're required to establish it
in order for others to believe.
Only follow the fads for the fun of it.
Don't base your happiness or how the relationship is going by
what people tell you needs to be confirmed on Facebook
A relationship is a relationship.
Even if Facebook doesn't know about it.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
;) For the comment yesterday.
The fox never came home tonight after an awesome dream of awesomeness and adventure. This fantabular dream was forgotten because its epicness was too awesome for the waking mind to comprehend.
-S.N.D
And I guess it shows my ignorance of current fads.
I found it interesting because it made me go:
O.o What?! You're...kidding right?
But Facebook.
Apparently you are now only "officially in a relationship" if you say
that you are in a relationship on Facebook.
*shakes head*
Why?
Why I ask. Why?
It seems....I don't know....kinda superfluous to me.
Even though I'm slightly addicted to the Internet...(thanks to Anatomy...that addiction is really diminished)
I don't see why a relationship can only be a 'real' relationship...
when its posted on a website where people can be anything they want to be
where not everything viewed is "real"
The Internet isn't always a place of truth telling, or realism.
Often times its a place where people can be caught up in fantasy worlds.
Where they place games above outside relationships.
Where the intangible items that only can be found on the computer screen
Appear to have more value then real objects on the outside.
Its easy to say, be, do whatever you want on the Internet.
The world is at your fingertips.
So why now is part of our 'daiting and courtship rituals?"
The Internet...sure we can make online friends, or stay in contact with friends and family.
But...I don't think that it should be the....say all end all basis of our relationships.
Does it really need to be of high importance to only be 'offically' in a relationship
when its confirmed on facebook?
(When I say relationships I mean the dating relationships only)
It does seem to be the thing to do these days...
but is it really the foundation you want?
I certainly don't want it to be like that.
"I can only date you if you confirm it on facebook?"
It seems silly.
I really don't know...
I don't pay attention to all these fads/fashions.
If I participate in them...its halfway by accident. And halfway has some other purpose in mind when I do it. :) lol.
But that doesn't mean I know the rules.
Apparently here in my area (it might be true for others...or this whole thing might just apply to a crazy college town) there is another level to this Facebook "Dating" Confirmation.
You can only be Facebook Official if you've kissed.
Lol.
Guess I broke that rule. ;) haha.
Ah. The intricate social rules of dating life.
I"m glad I don't really pay attention to all these rituals within rituals.
It seems to make life soo much more complicated then it needs to be.
I think the best thing to do...
Is be yourself.
Be yourself with that someone you're dating.
Do things for fun, not because you're required to establish it
in order for others to believe.
Only follow the fads for the fun of it.
Don't base your happiness or how the relationship is going by
what people tell you needs to be confirmed on Facebook
A relationship is a relationship.
Even if Facebook doesn't know about it.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
;) For the comment yesterday.
The fox never came home tonight after an awesome dream of awesomeness and adventure. This fantabular dream was forgotten because its epicness was too awesome for the waking mind to comprehend.
-S.N.D
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Late or Early
It didn't happen.
You weren't able to complete your homework within in the time frame planned.
Now...there is a choice left up to you.
Do you continue to stay up late and finish this assignment for the morrow?
Or do you head to bed and get up early tomorrow to finish the assignment.
Its a difficult choice....and it really depends on the assignment given.
Also...for me it depends on how awake I am.
If its 2am and I'm still wide awake..then yes I'll continue working on it.
But if its 2am and I'm falling asleep, well I'm more likely to crash for a couple of hours and then
get up two or three hours before my first class to finish the assignment then.
I know I know...
I wouldn't have to loose sleep if I actually did homework before the night that its due.
But that doesn't always happen.
Sometimes I manage it.
Most of the time I don't.
Sooo...I get lack of sleep ;) which is hopefully made up somewhat when the weekend comes lol. :)
But last night. I had that dilemma.
Homework due the next day.
None of the capacity to due it left in me.
I was running on empty and air...and tons of sniffles.
So instead of fighting it for a while longer that night.
I gave in and got up early this morning to complete the assignment. :)
Woot! I did it....not that well....rebelling body makes it harder to focus >.<
The sniffles...gah!! Annoying!
But I'm glad that I was able to get my assignment done.
I felt blessed. :)
Yay for the small rays of sunshine that brighten the heart of the storm. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
It was a half delusional dream where I had to face a test, but I also had two other people that I had to have take the test with me. They'd be doing two other aspects of the test different from mine. I remember one was a guy- Dale... the other I think was female. She wasn't as visible.
The guy's thing had to do with 'bending spirit' or something. "signing spirit?"
I don't know....
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D.
You weren't able to complete your homework within in the time frame planned.
Now...there is a choice left up to you.
Do you continue to stay up late and finish this assignment for the morrow?
Or do you head to bed and get up early tomorrow to finish the assignment.
Its a difficult choice....and it really depends on the assignment given.
Also...for me it depends on how awake I am.
If its 2am and I'm still wide awake..then yes I'll continue working on it.
But if its 2am and I'm falling asleep, well I'm more likely to crash for a couple of hours and then
get up two or three hours before my first class to finish the assignment then.
I know I know...
I wouldn't have to loose sleep if I actually did homework before the night that its due.
But that doesn't always happen.
Sometimes I manage it.
Most of the time I don't.
Sooo...I get lack of sleep ;) which is hopefully made up somewhat when the weekend comes lol. :)
But last night. I had that dilemma.
Homework due the next day.
None of the capacity to due it left in me.
I was running on empty and air...and tons of sniffles.
So instead of fighting it for a while longer that night.
I gave in and got up early this morning to complete the assignment. :)
Woot! I did it....not that well....rebelling body makes it harder to focus >.<
The sniffles...gah!! Annoying!
But I'm glad that I was able to get my assignment done.
I felt blessed. :)
Yay for the small rays of sunshine that brighten the heart of the storm. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream.
It was a half delusional dream where I had to face a test, but I also had two other people that I had to have take the test with me. They'd be doing two other aspects of the test different from mine. I remember one was a guy- Dale... the other I think was female. She wasn't as visible.
The guy's thing had to do with 'bending spirit' or something. "signing spirit?"
I don't know....
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Sniffles
Its amazing what happens when life becomes stressful.
Suddenly everything halfway seems to be working against you.
The body shuts down and you get sick
Which causes you more stress because everything you need to get done...
doesn't seem likely to get done because of how miserable you feel already.
I mean...homework just adds to misery. ;) lol.
But somehow...even with everything seemingly going against me...
It all works out in some way.
Not in all ways. But everything eventually gets done.
Or you find breaks and such that help you out more then getting things done.
But never the less.
A body in rebellion...is irritating.
Hopefully we can come to a truce soon. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Spongebob had gone crazy.
And all of BikiniBottom was suffering. The Pineapple, Squidwards house, and Patrick's house all seemed to be withering up, rotting there under the sea.
And I was trying to fix it up.
It was alot like the storyline of "The Nightmare before Christmas"
Where I was running around trying to fix everything that spongebob was messing up.
And at the end of the day.
I sat down on the bench and my boyfriend was there. And he....wasn't happy.
Why?
I hadn't given him a kiss....
Which was strange because he was holding a giant present shaped like a pair of lips....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away
and I became myself again.
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
Suddenly everything halfway seems to be working against you.
The body shuts down and you get sick
Which causes you more stress because everything you need to get done...
doesn't seem likely to get done because of how miserable you feel already.
I mean...homework just adds to misery. ;) lol.
But somehow...even with everything seemingly going against me...
It all works out in some way.
Not in all ways. But everything eventually gets done.
Or you find breaks and such that help you out more then getting things done.
But never the less.
A body in rebellion...is irritating.
Hopefully we can come to a truce soon. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Spongebob had gone crazy.
And all of BikiniBottom was suffering. The Pineapple, Squidwards house, and Patrick's house all seemed to be withering up, rotting there under the sea.
And I was trying to fix it up.
It was alot like the storyline of "The Nightmare before Christmas"
Where I was running around trying to fix everything that spongebob was messing up.
And at the end of the day.
I sat down on the bench and my boyfriend was there. And he....wasn't happy.
Why?
I hadn't given him a kiss....
Which was strange because he was holding a giant present shaped like a pair of lips....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away
and I became myself again.
And that
is why the fox never came home :)
-S.N.D
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