Thursday, March 26, 2009

You learn something new everyday, and sometimes it can change your life.

Sorry to be so blog-happy, but this deserved a post. A friend in my Spanish class told me of something incredible, amazing, revolutionary, wonderful, even fantastical!

The Interrobang.

Blogger says I spelled that word wrong. In fact, most people don't recognize it as being real. "It" is a fabulous, efficient punctuation mark, combining the question mark and the exclamation point.

Amazing, rightNo more of this, "He said what??!?!?!?!?!", although that can be fun sometimes.

For more info, visit the source of all truth. That's what I did!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Tickle Me Emo

Yesterday began with a frown on Dianey's face. I woke up late, due to being trapped in vivid, strange, frightening dreams, which kept continuing on since I turned off my alarm after pushing snooze half a dozen times. As soon as I ripped my mind from this state and regained consciousness, my first thought of the day was "I'm late". And truly, I was: my class started in 25 minutes and that's almost how long it takes to get to school on a skip-breakfast day.

Skipped the shower (just donned a hat), skipped the breakfast, skipped the deodorant (remembered halfway to school... curses! How am I ever going to get myself hitched if I don't even have time for personal hygiene?) and took longer strides than my little legs can tolerate, trying to not be too late for class and the quiz that I hadn't finished reading for, and the assignment I hadn't even started yet.

But then I got an 8/10 due to some lucky guessing + the easiness of the quiz, and a friend in my class even gave me half of his paper so I didn't need to bother tearing out my own piece, and the assignment wasn't really due, just was being peer-reviewed, and I didn't even have a chance to actually be sad about anything.

I was feeling grumpy about my weaknesses. I'm a procrastinator, I don't manage my time well, and sometimes I don't take school seriously enough. But it was incredible how despite all this, my blessings were so apparent!

You should've seen me: trying so hard to have a bad day. I felt like a wanna-be emo. But no matter how hard I tried to find something to grumble about, I couldn't. I was just too happy! Life is too wonderful. I have too many blessings, too many reasons to smile, know too many incredible people. The gospel is too true.

If anybody thinks I'm a faker, you're wrong. This smile isn't plastered on. It's permanent.


That Mother Teresa knows her stuff

People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world your best and it may never be enough;
Give the world your best anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

-Mother Teresa

Monday, March 16, 2009

The list of Lunes

-I've perfected the sound of a trumpeter elephant by blowing my nose so much.
-I found a Plane ticket to Mexico at $354 with taxes and fees. Too good to be true?
-Every time I hear about someone else becoming engaged, I wonder how in the world they have time for such a luxury. And then I wonder what all the hype is about. (Those of you engaged out there: I know you're actually extremely busy and being engaged/marriage/all that jazz is probably actually extremely incredible.) :)
-I've been overwhelmed this week by people who love me a whole lot.
-School is almost getting out of control. "School" is the name of my favorite chestnut-colored stallion. Woah, girl.
-Life is jam-packed with humbling experiences and reality checks.
-Life is also full of daily reminders that my Heavenly Father loves me, trusts me, and is rooting for me. He loves you too and knows you by name. This is a really good website if you want to know more, Stan*.

*Stan is the name that I just created for my reader from Bangladesh.

Monday, March 9, 2009


Bits of paper cling to a notebook's spine
Confessions to be pulled out of my soul
I need firm hands to tear them all away
and ears to listen as my words spill out
The job is messy, quite undignified
and yet rewarding when the task is done
Fragile, weak, small without my paper bits
you kindly help me take them to the trash