The Air Force Poem

My mom, a former Officer and forever Veteran of the US Air Force said I should learn this...so I will.

The Air Force Hymn

Lord, guard and guide those who fly
Through the great spaces in the sky;
Be with them traversing the air
In darkening storms or sunshine fair,

You who support with tender might
The balanced birds in all their flight.
Lord of the tempered winds, be near,
That, having you, they know no fear.

Control their minds with instinct fit,
What time adventuring, they quit
The firm security of land;
Grant steadfast eye and skillful hand.

Aloft in solitudes of space
Uphold them with your saving grace
O God, protect those who fly
Through lonely ways beneath the sky.

Beneath the stars...

I walked out of the Bighaus, out of one of my favorite places to relax and where some of my closest friends reside into a night I have never experienced before, and that I will never see again.

I left the steps of the haus and stumbled on the sidewalk more than once. My eyes weren't adjusting to the dark as fast as I would have liked, and my cell phone light was not helping. Once I put my phone in my pocket the night made itself known to me. I stopped walking and looked up, the stars have never been this bright, I'm sure of it. Thanks to my astronomy I found quite a few constellations as I made my way home, looking up half the time, relying on my memory of the town the rest of the time. I was suddenly aware of how alone I actually was, so I called a couple friends to help the time go bye, so I didn't have to be alone on my way home...no luck, no answers...God wanted to chat.

I admit, I was scared. Moscow's still safe, but not as safe as it use to be. My biggest fears are rapists, cancer, and ghosts(though I love ghost stories), and I was very aware that 2/3 of those things could possibly be lurking in the old neighborhood. Gradually, I headed towards downtown, and gradually my fear lessened. My mind changed settings from my safety to my feet, and what they were stepping on. The leaves that had fallen for the past two months were smothered in icy sparkles and, as cheesy as it sounds, they led me home. My thoughts traveled from Moscow to Hawaii, from friends to romance, from sisters to parents, and then back to the stars.

Eventually, I reached Main street, eventually the serenity I experienced on Polk turned into the serenity downtown Moscow always creates, which is a familiar, almost goofy, safe serenity...very different from the eerie trees and deafening silence I felt earlier. The drunk college guys stammered around, and cop-car lights twirled on every street corner. No one got away with anything tonight it appeared.

I reached my door and called for Kitty..no luck, but with her collar, I don't worry. I looked up again, and couldn't help but smile. I thought of one person. Is it snowing where you are? Wish you could see what I saw tonight, I know you would have loved it. See you soon. :)

Some aspects of the people of my life I adore

Walkin' to the Commons with Ian ranting about something or singing a song we just heard.

The look on my best friend's face when she thinks about a man that makes every other day for her.

The way my dad says, "Hi, sweeeeeeeeeety." to me every time I go home, and how he has since I was three.

The greeting of my mom and Ashleigh: "eh beeebeeeehhh(hey baby like a french dude.)."

Jeffrey's face when he hears the song that reminds him of the girl he loves.

Seth's half smile...'nough said.

My brother in Law's laugh that fills our entire house accompanied by loud claps.

When Patrick tickles Tara and you can hear her laughing and screaming at the top of her lungs and my family just carries on like nothing's going on cuz we're so use to it.

When I go to the Nadreau's house and the little girls hug me like I'm one of them.

The way Riley says my name*KESHIII!*

Going into the boys' house, Luke being polite, the Seths' being goofy, and the fireplace making everything cozy and perfect.

I wish everyone could know the people I know.





Graeme's noises and the memories the conjure up.

When I go to work and Steve says "KELS! It's a day!"

Sonnet 18

Perhaps my favorite thing Shakespeare ever wrote:

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Just some recent events...

In a world gone mad, yer so bad.

I've realized one of my most prominent pet peeves--when I see a mom in a store trying to strike a deal with a child throwing a fit. I don't think at any point in life must you bribe a child in order for them to obey you. It's definitely the product of how ya raise them, but mark my words, you'll never see me bartering with one of my own kids to get them to calm down in a store...Never ever ever!

One of my friends brought a good word to my attention; textrovert- a person that experiences unusual bravery while texting while it is absent face to face. There are also emailverts, msnverts, and facebookverts. People hide behind screens a lot these days and he's very right, many save their bravery for a text/email/facebook message because they're scared. I said, "what if you're so extroverted in real life that it spills over into your texting?" He said it's possible but then persuaded me to think of how many people I know that are so brazen screen to screen but so careful face to face. The moral of the paragraph is to not be a texxtrovert unless you're willing to be a face to face extrovert.

That's it I suppose, that's my rant. I love you all.

p.s. 44 days!

Aloha

My my, how can I resist ya?

I never thought I would wish for more hours in a day until this semester of school snuck up on me. I have surely never been as busy as I am as often as I am my entire life.

I am definitely not complaining, I have many groups of friends to see, and I'm on my own with my very own home-made rules.(Which have been deeply embedded in me by my wonderful parents.) These are magnificent aspects of my life and I love that they are the way they are...But school. School is feisty. The best simile I can think of for school is a baby badger. It's good most of the time, but it has the potential to turn into a full grown, bitter, mostly blind beast. I finish my homework just fine, I don't turn things in late, but I'm always nervous about what's going to happen in my classes. I'm so scared of messing up and failing I haven't really been able to relax when it comes to my studies. I suppose it is a good thing that I'm always on my toes when it comes to school but I fear it is taking a tole on my testing abilities...ie, when I go to take a test I re-think every answer I put down, and it is effecting my grades and I do NOT appreciate it.

Would you like to hear a story? I'm tellin' it anyways ;). Wednesday night 3 friends and I decided to go scare our friend Teth(name kept confidential) while he was practicing his piano in Ridenbaugh. We had the genius idea to get Fanna to call him, let her in the building, and then she would "Go to the bathroom" when in fact she'd come downstairs and let us in. It all worked up to there just fine. As soon as we knew Fanna and Teth'd be talking in a normal conversation type of style we scratched on the halls as we walked towards room 329 and then when we got to the door we scratched and hissed. Fanna, being the marvelous actress she is screeched and audibly jumped in her chair. We giggled at the thought of our victory, but when Teth opened the door and saw us there he didn't jump or anything. Instead, he looked at us kind of sarcastically and said hi. It didn't work.


We decided to leave Teth to his studies and as we walked down the stair wells the girls all decided to start scarin' me cuz I was especially jumpy. We took our time down towards the parking lot, laughing and carryin' on, and eventually all reached our cars. Goodbyes were exchanged and engines started and then...we heard a blood curdling scream! Lessica jumped from her car, pawing at the windows, panting hysterically, and as Batie got out to see what was wrong with Lessica she started to scream, too. Eventually Fanna and I got out to see what in the world the other two were screaming about and Batie managed to say, "LOOK IN HER BACK SEAT!" I looked, and there he was....Teth, laughing. He had ran out the front door of the building as we left the back way and chose a car to hide in..Little did he know he had just achieved Lessica's greatest fear and dread. We gave him a hard time and scolded him for his insensitivity, but as he ran off like superman none of us could help but give him props for one of the most impressive feats of speed we'd all seen in a while.



There ya go! We get to vote in two days! I am so thrilled I might die....but hopefully not until Tuesday night or else all my voting talk will have been somewhat hypocritical and for nothing. Aloha!