broken hearts unite

DMB and I are alike in ONE area more than anything else: We are hopeless romantics..When we fall for someone, we fall long and hard and keep falling until we realize it'll never happen, or someone else catches our eye...This is how we are. Anyways, he wrote this poem after seeing his newly broken-up-with girlfriend and I felt his pain, I know what he's going through. Good poem though, poor guy.


"when dust falls from heaven"
Current mood: melancholy

i open my eyes and see a new world
one more day to live, or eternity to die
was last night a dream or my whole life
it's hard to tell when the world is covered in white
the once decaying earth painted pure
holy white covers even the blackest horns
this winter cloaks evil in divinity
and gives venus a scepter over men's hearts

Are you an Angel, or is it just the snow
Falling 'round your face like a halo
did you fall from on high
I've seen your wings but I've never seen you fly

this celestial dust brings flight
feathered wings damn me to paradise
where I behold a deadly beauty
only a glimpse is offered, a fleeing vision
i stand in still adoration
eyes sprinting, yet i dare not move
for fear of melting wings
and falling back to the dust

D.reamy U.ntainted S.acred K.elsey-approved ;)

As we all know, I love, love, love, LOVE sunsets even if they remind me of the fact that I once had a gorgeous guy wrapped around me watching them...I can't forget about sunsets, I live to watch them and will alllllllways love them, it's like the perfect thing to unendingly love; something that's gorgeous, sweet, faithful, poetic, mysterious, gentle, harmless, unique, and will never play hard to get.

I was thinkin' tonight in my sunset-less night how much I miss them because, as we all know in the Western winters, the sunsets are harder to see because of the clouds/rain/snow/cold, yet they're still there. It still happens every night for us to ooh and aah at, but unless you have an inside view, these days they're harder to come by. So, while I was mulling all this over in my head I have come to a conclusion...it's nothing overblown or intensely life changing, but it is a conclusion none the less that I am somewhat relived by (I'll tell you why later..second to last paragraph). I have seen Hawaiian sunsets, and I have seen western sunsets. I've seen them in Honolulu, Wallowa, Walla Walla, Pullman, Moscow, Boise, Missoula, Potlatch, Troy, Salt Lake City, Denver, Seattle, Spokane, Couer d' Alane, and so many other places and I have decided that my favorites are those that take place in my home town...with one exception...

They're usually orange and pink in the Heart of the Arts, and I can almost predict which colour will be which day, but though they are predictable and hard to get to sometimes, I'd much rather see a sunset from a mountain 30 miles from home rather than anywhere else. Don't get me wrong, I'm still infatuated with Hawaii, sand, sunsets, palm trees, and the romance all that brings, I love it there, always will, but a sunset here means so much more to me because it's like it's almost my own.

Some may be thinking, "this girl has too much time on her hands if she feels this is blog worthy." Think that if you want, but I have realized something: Me loving these sunsets means I am living my life here, not somewhere else. I'm noticing them, I'm watching them, and they make me think that these are the days I'm going to remember; those moments of silence and awe are my life. I want to travel, and I want to go places, but I'm learning to "live in the now" here, not somewhere 200 miles north like I did not too long ago...That chapter of my life started to end around last December. There was a lull up until March, which brought in something short, and sweet...which has yet again,come to a close. Now I just have to learn to enjoy the past and not dwell on it.

I love the fact that the events in our life that we don't plan are those that make the best memories, and I know that's why I love my western sunsets...(and my southern pacific ones.) There really is no point to all this, I'm just appreciative of the sky getting painted every night but today I realized I'm a little more content than I thought...which is good! So there you go, nothing monumental or mind bending, just a hopeless romantic shootin' the breeze day-dreaming of the end of each day.

Barbies and Traaains for my little sis and meeee

Despite the never ending pictures, we DO hang out with other people in college.:) Anyways, my Christmas concert went awesomely. During the song Eternal Father Anna and I both lost it during the most powerful part of the song...that's just ridiculous when you hang out with someone so much you start balling on camera at the same time...Yes, they were recording and yes, I'm pretty sure they noticed the two sopranos side by side with tears falling from their eyes and their voices cracking...Good bonding experience though.:P

Tomorrow I turn in my final paper and I stop going to school for 8 months...it will be really weird only going to Jazz Choir events, but I still think it is a smart decision on my part. I've found many good jobs in the local paper and have a lot of promising possibilities lined up.

Last night I had a really good dream that I was hanging out with the old B** friend and it was absolutely wonderful...Then I woke up and realized it didn't happen. I thought I was over this, but that made me realize that though I may find many guys these days very attractive, only one still really holds my attention...BUT I now finish my dinner every night so Woo!

There's a Christmas Tree in my house now! My mamma's decorating it as we speak. It was a nice blast from the past listening to Russ Taff and watching dad put up the lights on our freshly cut piece of forest. Patrick, my new brother in law is a logger and so we save $20 every Christmas until he and my sister leave the area. Woo!

That's all I really have to update you all on. Hope work, school, travel, family, friends, romances are all as they should be. Aloha.

The Infamous Day

Today is December 7th. 66 years ago today was one of the most terrifying days America had ever seen. It's Pearl Harbor Day, everyone. I know you all are aware of what happened 66 years ago, but I suggest being Patriotic and taking some time to remember what happened. Reading this could count, just make sure you don't live today without remembering those that died that then.
When I went to Pearl I saw the oil still leaking out, I read all the names of the people that died, and I threw a flower in the harbor there. Strangest part of all of that was while it was at least 80 degrees, it felt so cold on that memorial...Guess that's when happens when you're hovering over a tomb for over 1100 soldiers. Anyways, don't forget to remember, guys. Aloha.

Arizona Memorial.

The Shaw Explosion.

A new poem I wrote

"End of another Era- First Semester 2007"

Being pulled all four ways
Unsure where to follow
The choices you make
Effect your tomorrow
The cuts you invoke
And the compromises you take
Meld into your future
Every day you awake

It's so hard sometimes
Remaining so strong
But there are instincts you've had in yourself
All along

You know what is right, and you know what is wrong
You always find home even if the road's long

Sometimes a heart's strongest
When tested and tried
Still, long live the heart
That stayed strong while it cried

To those that feel weary
To those feeling sad
One thing is still certain
There's joy to be had

Life tests us and taunts us
It breaks all the rules
It turns failures to heroes
And heroes to fools

But fear not, dear friends
Relaxation's at hand
Finish strong and you'll see just how firm you can stand

Your mind wont be weary
Your brain wont be fried
Just think of the satisfaction
Of how hard you tried

At last you can smile
Behold, you may sleep
Forget all bad memories
But good memories? Keep.

(copyright: Kelsey Hebert)