This blog is dedicated mostly to the posting of essays, stories and musings, in order for me to improve my skills as a writer.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Words Unspoken by Brianna Anderson
He doesn’t say a word as he takes a seat in the pew in front of hers, That pretty woman that goes to his same church each week. He’s looking out into the whole world looking for “the one,” When all this time she’s sitting right there! My, that is some technique.
But wait, he’s afraid of affection, He finally notices her, but is too proud to face objection. Come on now, don’t be shy, modesty accounts for nothing If it’s only pretense while the mind runs wild, Just ask her out and be beguiled.
Women are not mind readers, A wink or flirtatious glance is not enough. Speak your mind and be a leader. Take up your arms men, shoot and fire! Arm yourselves with words of intent, Filled with purpose and understandable content.
Words unspoken, hearts never broken. But where’s the care in that? How many women must you look at? Before you decide that she’s “the one” She’s sitting right there Behind you in that chair! Waiting for you to talk to her, So please…just ask her out!
Valentine’s Day; it’s the holiday every single dreads. It’s bad enough that couples celebrate anniversaries every other day of the week, but on top of everything else they had to make it a national holiday.
“It’s a corporate holiday that encourages me to empty my bank account for my significant other. I'm not celebrating it per se, but will be taking my significant other out for dinner the weekend before for funsies,” said Whitworth senior John Hawkins.
“It’s the holiday you don’t want to be alone on…and there’s always the expectation of having to get something,” says transfer Student Brie Geffre.
Geffre’s Valentine’s was saved however, when she received a care package from her friend filled with cupcake making goodies. Forget having a “ring by spring”, what could possibly be better than chocolate?
For those of you who are unfamiliar with traditions at Whitworth, the term “ring by spring” holds a certain importance on campus. Like any private school Whitworth has its traditions. The “Little Three” are specific tasks students need to complete before graduation:
1) Drop a tray in “Saga” a.k.a. the dining hall
2) Catch a virgin pinecone (before it hits the ground)
3) “Ring by Spring”-get engaged
These are of course unwritten rules and not taken very seriously.
“Ring by spring is actually not a very popular tradition at Whitworth, as most people don't allow themselves to get pressured into marriage, although we think others will. It's for those who've been in a long term relationship at Whitworth,” said Hawkins.
Thankfully Whitworth is providing a fun alternative event for those of us who would rather not put too much emphasis on celebrating the holiday. The dormitories Mac and Ballard are putting together an “Awkward Middle School Dance” in McMillan Hall.
According to the Facebook invite students will dress up in flavorful middle-school attire and “dine on root-beer floats and dance the night away to your favorite heart-throbbing boy-bands…When else will you get to sport that Abercrombie polo, or sparkle smuckers again?”
“Overall, Valentine’s Day is what you make it,” said junior Chris Frick.
This JanTerm at Whitworth I took “Biology of NW Agriculture”. The class covered the biological concepts that underline current topics in agriculture of the Northwest. And popular views of the biological factors thought to play a role in agriculturally related issues.
We went through a book called Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser. “Schlosser's incisive history of the development of American fast food indicts the industry for some shocking crimes against humanity, including systematically destroying the American diet and landscape, and undermining our values and our economy,” says Publisher’s Weekly.
For our final presentation my friend Heather Moir and I talked about French Fries and all of the following aspects: production, agriculture, controversies, and health related issues. We even researched the biology of it too! Hope you like it!
This year didn't go according to plan; we said things we can't take back. But time heals all, and this New Year will bring on better days. So let's start at the beginning. And remember that the ones who know you the best, are the ones you can count on in hard times. And will be there with you through it all.
Check out Pomplamoose this holiday season for a unique twist on music!
Pomplamoose is an Indie jazz rock band. The band members consist of Jack Conte and Nataly Dawn; together they create a distinctive combination of vocals and multiple instruments. Since joining YouTube in 2009, Pomplamoose has over 212,00 subscribers on their channel as of this December. Their video posts are fun and silly; with weird camera angles and added affects. The duo definitely personify the random.
I wrote this for my mom and dad. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Gravity
by Brianna Anderson
What if things don’t get better? It would be easier to just give up hope and write my suicide letter.
No, this isn’t how things should be! I know the truth, but I can’t live my life in theory; Reality’s gravity is too strong a pull. It’s bringing me down and I’m weary. I can’t do this on my own. I’m falling again, into the fear of the unknown.
The truth is only He can defy this gravity. He is the one who will pull me up And save me from my depravity.
Teach me again Lord, help me believe that your grace is unending; Even if I fail again in all that I try to achieve. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I have tried to do your will And I keep making the same mistakes.
The way life is now, isn’t something I would have chosen. My heart feels like it’s broken. But gravity can’t keep me down when your love overflows; And takes me high off the ground from all my worldly cares. They are gone now, thrown into the air.
In a secret place she kept hidden “the shadow of Some one who had gone by long before... Some one who had gone on far away quite out of reach, never, never to come back. It was bright to look at…she was proud of it with all her heart, as a great, great treasure…no one so good and kind had ever passed that way...or ever has since.” ~Little Dorrit
I’m 20 years old.
I’m currently attending Whitworth University and am majoring in Journalism and Mass Communication.
I love to read! I love singing and playing the piano. I enjoy taking walks in the rain. And I have a certain fascination with the moon.
All I have is Christ. Through His death he gave me life.
So many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~Lewis Carroll
The first time I held my bow, I knew. It felt right. Like it had been made for me. ~Robin Hood
You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. ~Dr. Seuss
To be ignorant and simple now—not to be able to meet the enemies on their own ground—would be to throw down our weapons. . . . Good philosophy must exist, if for no other reason, because bad philosophy needs to be answered. ~C. S. Lewis
"Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove. Oh no! It is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken." ~Shakespeare
Life seems nothing more than a quick succession of busy nothings. ~Jane Austen
They seek him here. They seek him there. Those Frenchies seek him everywhere. Is he in Heaven? Or is he in Hell? That damned, illusive, pimpernel. ~The Scarlet Pimpernel
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, tears from the depth of some divine despair rise in the heart, and gather in the eyes...dear as remembered kisses after death, and sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned, on lips that are for others; deep as love, deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O death in life, the days that are no more! ~Lord Tennyson
Jean Valjean my brother you no longer belong to evil. With this silver, I have bought your soul. I've ransomed you from fear and hatred, and now I give you back to God. ~Les Miserables
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art. Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart. ~John Keats
Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea. ~T.S. Eliot
Edmond Dantes: “I don’t believe in God.”
Abbe Faria: “It doesn’t matter. He believes in you.”
~The Count of Monte Cristo
"Indistinctively, I knew that the new tear in my heart would always ache. That was just going to be a part of me now. Time would make it easier-that’s what everyone always said. But I didn’t care if time healed me or not." ~New Moon
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live. ~Professor Dumbledore