okay,so i decided to start a new blog. it will be dedicated to my love of travel and hopefully it will chronicle the beginning of my travelling life. i will start updating with photography and the next steps I will be taking in my life. I’m not completely deleting this one, but I am not going to be using it very often (if at all.)
So, follow my new blog:
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This is how we spend our study breaks. Haha. Marmar is a total beast, we did this once before videotaping it and she was able to hold all three of us up. This time, we kind of failed due to laughing so hard. haha.
Haha. Irony?
As I lay myself down to sleep tonight
I pray I might
Know why God has tempered judgement, not with mercy but with sorrow
Let the world forsake me
Let them do their worst, I will withstand it all
They will not break me
There is another world that watches us
I’m not afraid
The angels know when we have sinned, or we have been betrayed.
As I lay myself down to sleep tonight
I pray I might
Be granted strength to see
The spark of heaven’s guiding light
My rebellion waits
The silent cry my spirit sings
Goes far beyond these gates.
We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male…
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today, i had to give a persuasive speech and i chose to talk about the benefits of reading and writing poetry and i got so caught up in talking about my love for poetry that my speech went over 8 minutes long. oops. haha. at least he didn’t mark points off. on a side note, did you know that reciting poetry out loud regulates your breathing and heart rate? it also lowers blood pressure. i found that pretty interesting.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower
but only so an hour.
As leaf subsides to leaf,
so Eden sank to grief.
As dawn goes down today
Nothing gold can stay.
The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand;
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.
Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the A gaean, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.
The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.
Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
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“There is an invisible war in Africa: one man, Joseph Kony, terrorizing 4 countries.” Kony is a Ugandan guerrilla group leader. He has abducted more than 30,000 children from their homes and has forced them to become children soldiers. Forcing them to kill their own parents and fight for him. He turns the young girls he kidnaps into sex slaves and the young boys into children soldiers. Kony is not supported by anyone nor is he fighting for a cause. He is just fighting and killing to maintain his power. Make this the year Kony is captured. Visit the site: http://www.kony2012.com/ and on March 5th, watch the documentary. Share it with your friends, family, anyone who is willing to watch. Wear the bracelets and don’t take them off until Dec. 31, 2012. Tell the 20 Culture Makers. Tell the 12 Policy Makers. Show them this is something you care about. If they care about it, then America cares about it. Make Joseph Kony famous!
So I’m signed up for the NYC Cover the Night.
In April, WE’RE COMING FOR YOU, KONY.
MAKE HIM FAMOUS.
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- Fascinating discourse, chum
- Riveting fable, comrade
- Intriguing anecdote, brethren
- Perpetuating argument, colleague
- Sweet saga, yo
- Waste of time, jerk
- Spellbinding reiteration there, my chummy
- Phantasmagorical novelization, oh great one
- Interesting intellect, imbecile
- Trepidating bore, fetus
- Ballin’ gossip, dawg
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