Hello Disneyland.

Thanks to Nevada day and no Friday classes I got to take a little trip with the fam. The pretzels at Disneyland have never been so delicious. I miss it (and them) already.

The power of words.

I love words, and I love how precise and powerful words can be. Today, this poem was a welcome reminder of how beautiful the english language can be:

Invictus

BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

Black + White

I have a thing for bygone fashion photographers. John French is my favorite at the moment. He photographed clothes and socialites in the 1950s and 1960s, lucky man. Regardless of the fact that it's 2011, I want to look like these women all the time. Particularly the eyebrows, they're just so pretty.

See my obsession?

R K FIYAH or Arcade Fire ...

Remember how I never blog because that little crapper of a laptop is the worst? Well my charger finally came in the mail! Yay for normal-sized laptops!

Emily came to town so we could go to the Arcade Fire concert and it was so great. So great! They were amazing live, and I got to dance it all out before finals start. Best hour and a half of my life. Here are some crappy pictures:

Oh, and then we went to Sonic because we were thirsty.

In other news, Grant and I went to St. George for the weekend and it was so fun. We only took one picture the entire weekend ... but hey, at least there's one.

Also, in 4 short days my finals will be all done and then I'm off to San Diego!

Words to live by, when you're a 32A.

"There is more to sex appeal than just measurements. I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal, picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain."
— Audrey Hepburn

Mom.

I love this lady.

She writes the best emails.