A Thursday tradition

You know what's coming. It was poetry night. Here is my latest newborn poem, written to help me in the mourning process:

Suspicious...

Swine flu? Or Swine fluke
Thought up by some Duke
Feeling bored and having the urge--I am sure--
to instill fear in the hearts of all in the world
and keep Miss Dianey here, which is far
from that fiesta- siesta-filled splendid lugar.
It's far too ironic to be left to fate
that the trip would be canceled with just days to wait.
"That Spanish you learned? Those needles you felt...
We were really just kidding. Oh man, you got dealt!"
I'll let them all laugh and enjoy their cruel jest.
I'll pretend to be bitterly angry at best,
But deep down inside, I'm alright, feelin' fine,
For this disappointment created this rhyme.

For those who haven't yet learned Spanish, you really oughta. It's awesome.
fiesta= party (dancing, food, staying up really late, mariachi bands... just my style)
siesta= nap
lugar= place (Guadalajara. sigh.)

When Josh is famous someday...

... he's going to remember his friend Dianey Franny Face, and he will send her a free trip somewhere in the world because of their friendship. And as a thank you for his gift, Dianey will give him a ride in her hot air balloon wherever he'd like to go. It'll be the funnest thing since... breadboxes were invented.

[You can insert your name where I've written "Josh", if you're planning on being famous someday and your name happens to be something else. :) ]

I'm in a poetry club, and my friend Josh just added a super good poem to the blog. I thought it deserved a little attention.

Click here to read it.

Humor in a triste situation

Suzie emailed this picture to me. Somehow it made me feel a lot better. :) Don't worry... I'll survive. Maybe they'll offer the program for summer term.

It hasn't quite sunk in...

BYU sent me a hate note today:

"Due to the increasing threat of a potential swine flu epidemic, Spring Term international programs in Mexico will be cancelled."

*Sigh*

Probably the most bipolar week of my life

Right now I am feeling...
-Lonely: My best friend left on Wednesday and I won't see her for at least 18 months. There are so many things I'm used to telling her and only her, and there is only so much I can fit in a letter... and I don't get the instant gratification of her listening and talking right back to me.
-Mellow: I just got broken up with and strangely, I don't even mind in the slightest. It's the first time I've ever been on exactly the same page with someone. It all lasted about 5 days.
-Frustrated: I've been looking forward to and preparing for Mexico for months and months, only to receive an email stating that there's a chance the trip will be canceled due to the swine flu. I'm not really sure how I'll react if this life-changing experience gets tossed out the window. Maybe I would toss myself out the window too. (exaggeration: I'm too smart to stoop to suicide. But if the trip gets canceled, you can count on me having a date with Ben and Jerry, and enjoying a little P&P, a.k.a. Pride and Prejudice which, I'll have you know, is really 5 hours long and not 6 as so many people say. Each segment lasts 50 minutes and there are 6 segments. So unless you take breaks in between each one, you'll save that hour. What are you going to do with your extra hour??!??!?!?!?!???!?[Interrobang])
-Scared: If the trip isn't canceled, what if I get the swine flu? And then I'd be quarantined and cut off from all of my friends. :(
-Grateful: My brother just got married, and I love my new sister-in-law.
-Satisfied: I just sang Boston's "More than a Feeling" like the rocker I sometimes am inside. I needed it.
-Proud of myself: I ran two miles today somewhat easily, although I haven't been super consistent lately and assumed I was totally out of shape.
-Blessed: I can see so many ways that Heavenly Father is looking out for me. Someday I'll understand my circumstances, and probably when I'm not feeling a trillion emotions at once. Until then, I need to trust in His wisdom and stay on His path, being faithful even when things are happening that I can't even begin to understand.

Please forgive me for the journal entry type post this time. I just needed to get it all written down.

Robyn was so embarrassed...

when I did this to her in the middle of campus. :D (and I don't know why this is underlined... just play along. Thanks.)

Robyn left me this morning. I went to her house before she left to try on some clothes that she doesn't mind me borrowing for a year and a half. What a good friend! :) I'm sure going to miss her! :(

This ends my post-about-Robyn-every-day trend. I definitely still love and appreciate her a lot, but I'll just send that appreciation through letters to her instead of my blog, since she can't read it here anymore.

Robyn is going to be such an incredible missionary! Y'all should write her. Here's the address.

Bye Robyn!! I'll see you in... 546ish days. But who's counting?

Day #9: Run! It's the fuzz!

In High School, Robyn did the cutest thing ever. I'm not sure if it was something she got from someone else or not, but I wouldn't be surprised at all if she came up with it herself. She would leave really nice notes on people's cars and sign them from the "Smile Police", as if that lucky person were getting a ticket. This ticket naturally caused them to be happy just because Robyn is such a fabulous, infectiously happy friend.

I don't think it's too bold to say that I am always happy around Robyn-ey Wings Brough. And it's not because I'm afraid of being arrested and taken to a brightly colored room where they give you laughing gas, cheesecake, a scholarship, a boyfriend, and tickle you with feathers. It's because Robyn, even when giving tickets and naturally forcing others to smile, is my favorite.

I'm best friends with a cop.

Maybe she'll give me a doughnut. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.