Wednesday, January 14, 2009

What will you be remembered as?


The one who smiles when everyone frowns or the one that looks down when everyone else is looking up? Ok so my English teachers grandmother died recently(she was really cool, she helped her dad plant the palm trees in front of the Hawaii temple) and this gave her the brilliant idea that we should write our own obituaries, she says this isn't morbid since they celebrate life and not death, but yeah people don't mind obituaries because they're dead and can't hear people talking about them. Plus its a little akward to write about yourself in third person and in past tense as if you were dead. Well in case you're interested heres mine, the quote is from The Prince.

“Everyone can see what you appear to be, whereas few have direct experience of what you really are…” (Machiavelli) A way to describe Anne would be hidden, so many things she didn’t tell people or let it show. She was an avid reader with a few hundred books crammed in to a lonely bookcase, stacked tight and two rows deep; she was constantly reading a book and putting off “important” things. Anne loved to write, she had notebooks full of ideas and beginnings somehow she never found the time to finish-putting it off for when things settle down, for when she had time. Although Anne hid a lot of who she was, not letting people in before they were tested, she tried to never be fake. She listened to the music and watched the movies that made her happy, wore the clothes that she liked. She never did anything because it was the cool thing to do, but then again she didn’t shun something that was. Anne never wanted to be fooled; she thought things out and made her own opinion about things regardless of who her friends were. She was born and grew up in a time of change; she lived in a place that encouraged thought and individualism. Besides sparking her love of all things German her birth in Berlin during the fall of the wall later made her think of how she never wanted to be imprisoned. Growing up near the nation’s capital Anne became unafraid to make her ideas her own no matter how much they contradicted the world’s views, hearing about protests and demonstrations not only from the news, but from her friends and some she saw with her own eyes. This instilled a need in her to never believe in something you don’t, it made it easier to be one of the only members of the LDS church at her school. Anne loved to be a good friend, with a rather nurturing nature-if one of her friends was sick she would go and care for them even if she might be getting sick then too, she was always the one that her friends went to when they had troubles seeing as she could just listen and didn’t give advice when she didn’t have any. Anne knew the value of the words I don’t know, one of her professors once told her class to know what you know and know what you don’t know, for her there was no shame in not knowing something, it would be worse to pretend you did. Anne loved to learn and learned anything she could from anyone who cared to teach her. She would listen to anyone’s opinion with patience and real consideration, but it took a lot to change her mind about something. She often described herself as a five-year-old saying that when an idea took hold of her she stubbornly wouldn’t let go until it had come to pass or she decided she didn’t want it anymore. Anne loved to travel and would go anywhere she could, she wanted to see everywhere and learn about a lot of different cultures-she feared living in a bubble being too proud to find out what was going on beyond her own little sphere. Anne actually liked to pop other people’s bubble never afraid to be different. She was that girl you saw dancing around in the mall just because the song was a good one, or the girl on the side of the road kicking up the leaves. It was hard to really get to know Anne because she was rather reserved, but anyone could see that she loved to live.

I don't know how I'm remembered but I hope it will be nice, plus that I live at least fifty more years, I'd be nearly seventy then amazing what half a century could do for a person. In that time I want to see everything, learn so much more read so much more write so much more, and I want to be a mom-so at least fifty years would be nice, but then again you never know somethings you can't plan for so we shouldn't put things off. Did I mention because of this death I got to miss 3 classes? Yeah 2 of her's and then her husband's. Today take five minutes to do nothing it will likely turn into ten but sometimes its simply wonderous to squander time friviously.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

New Semester, New Year, Same Anne


Because I would like to have a post that actually goes up the day I start writing it and not 2-3 weeks later. Can I just say that formating anything on this is really annoying? It never listens to be I always have to go back and fix it like 5 times before it does what I want it to. Anyone know why? Ok so this semester I have German 102-I'm really looking forward to when I have a German class that I actually learn something in again, which I am sad to report won't be untill next summer, and since I may come back with a pretty good hold on the language learning may be behind again....blarg. I'm also in the second half of book of mormon Civilizations 2, First Year Writing and Old Testament(I was in ethnic chinese dance but i decided to put that off until I can get someone to take it with me) and second block I will have a Vienna prep-class. I'm still working nights at the Wilk(BYU's student center) and I actually really like it I'm a co-supervior(a misnomer its actually an assistant-supervisor) Its funny when our Full-time supervisor asks me questions about how our crew is doing I never know anything, my supervior told Dave when he mentioned my lack of knowlege that he has a problem communicating with women and doesn't tell me anything-he really doesn't tell me anything. As for the New Year, I'm spending my summer in Vienna Austria and won't be home for an entire year, but even though I'll be broke and won't be able to see my family and friends for a while it'll really be worth it. I've made some good friends out here in Utah and plan on spending tons of time with them. Well I'm off to read Machiavelli's the Prince so I can start a paper-oh the joys of college.