Dear God,
Thank You for this new time that is coming closer and closer to us with each tick of the clock on the wall. We all know and know well that twelve strokes of the clock don't change the world, but You have given us reason to celebrate all the same.
Thank You for the excitement and the joy of this occasion.
Thank You for the goodness of your people.
Thank You for the optimism, the pessimism, the realism, any ism that...
Saturday, December 31, 2011
On the Brink of My Year
Apologies for the last blog entry: it was posted in a moment of weakness XD
Anyhokizay, I didn't want to miss the last chance I have to wish well this past year. I have always loved the coming of the New Year. The fireworks, imagining the whole world celebrating the simple turn of the clock. Here at our grandparents' house, we exhausted the gigantic box of the biggest fireworks we could get our hands on, filling the sky with...
Friday, December 30, 2011
Why I Shouldn't be Allowed to Video
Just thought I would. It was really fun and I have gotten quite a kick out of this.lol, world's biggest goofball =]I'm Jonathon, and this is my life...
PS: I got 4 of 5 sta...
Post Christmas Post
Hey all!
I hope and pray that you had a very Merry Christmas. I think that everyone should have the oppurtunity to appreciate a time like this, in whatever way but certainly something wonderful and valueable.
Since that nice winter day, my family and I have been enjoying the days. The kids - much to their glee - got a Wii for Christmas and so we've been playing a lot of LEGO Batman, Wii Fit, and the company favorite: Just Dance...
Saturday, December 24, 2011
T'was the night before...
I'm excited.
The house is silent and the world awaits the turning of the clock hands as midnight of this Christmas Eve approaches. There is a small kind of magic in the air that is filled with little colored lights.
I am home this year for the holiday. Mom got the place decorated and each of the kids has a small tree in their room, decorated in their rooms. Dad put up a branch of wild mistletoe under which a few kisses have been...
Friday, December 23, 2011
Detour in New Orleans
I just came in last night from my extended stay in the city of New Orleans…
Straight off my Christmas break at the end of the semester, my family picked me up at the university and continued south to New Orleans where – as I said before – they were running their races. Well, they all did well and they finished out the weekend in the city. After Mom and the little ones went home, my dad stayed at the local company office to work...
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Post Exam War
Hello Again!
Well, after a long week of hermitous study, all four of my exams and exam-like things: 3D Design, Honors Chemistry, Honors Calculus, and my liberal arts seminar. I feel like they went progressively better over the course of the week, which I'm eternally grateful for. Uffa. It's been a crazy week.
For all that, I have to say that something has happened this semester that has never before occurred to me as a student....
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Blount Winter Formal: Act IX
When they finally return, everyone salutes one another while still wearing their gallant gowns and snappy neckties. Hugs and good nights are made as they climb the stairs to find their appropriate rooms.They meet one last time, this time outside in the gentle cold of the early winter air underneath the few twinkling stars. They are silent as they remember and think. Softly and content, she thanks him for the wonderful evening....
Blount Winter Formal: Act VIII
Perhaps even too soon, the evening begins to fade away and they know that the stroke of their midnight is approaching. Their friends are growing tired, the songs are beginning to repeat, and they know that the time is fading. The rounds that it takes to get everybody together to be ready to go last long enough, and for that they share a few more turns across the floor, stealing away like shooting stars that can only last for a...
Blount Winter Formal: Act VII
No matter what time they arrive at the dance location, they are always early, when the lesser songs of the list are playing and only a few poor souls are present, and none dancing. But they don't care - they're among friends! They dance and have fun just because fun can be had. They twirl and move and light up, and God help them for the photos that will be taken, but these are wonderful memories. As the night grows stronger, warmer,...
Blount Winter Formal: Act VI
The dinner is over, the pictures are taken. Now they are off and away into the night, off to the evening's true great spectacle: the dance. They are riding in cars once again with their friends and look out the windows wistfully. Neither knows really what to expect, but they've been waiting and looking forward to this night for some time now.And it has only just beg...
Blount Winter Formal: Act V
The dinner. It's a necessary ordeal in such an evening as this. They gather in the group, small talking and such. The girls coo about one another's dresses and make up. They have to divide the cars and rides amongst them, which is always a shuffle, but they don't mind. This is the social, the fun-loving. Let them do as they like. Now is their time to take pictures, make jokes, and bask in their friendship. This is their ti...
Blount Winter Formal: Act IV
They're ready. It's that moment just before they see one another. He is moving from foot to foot. She fiddles with her hands, her dress, anything. They worry of how they look, scoffing at odd choices they made in dress. But she is approaching, he is turning. In that simple, beautiful moment, they see one another for the first time for re...
Blount Winter Formal: Act III
The sun has set, the pieces of the evening move together. Each one begins to start to get ready. They wash themselves, fix their hair, get their clothes situated. Mere hours are left until the big moment. The clock turns too quickly as their small, timid thoughts of the night begin to fill them.On a sudden inexplicable whim, they pause in thought once, twice...then return to their duti...
Blount Winter Formal: Act II
The time as the day grows conscious. It is too early to be worried, so now they simply wait. It is a little awkward together but mostly casual as they go about daily things. They hang out, laugh about things, but don't talk about the evening that awaits them. It is a secret, a holy thing. It must wait. So they both look at one another and know - but mustn't let its whispers be heard. And so they wait...a little more...
Blount Winter Formal: Act I
They wake up on the big day, smiling at the sunshine which pours into their windows as the morning rises. The earth has awakened, and so have they, each in their own room and each thinking of the night ahead. They rise as well, and go cheerily about the necessary first actions to prepare themselves for all that lies before them...
Saturday, December 3, 2011
The Performance of a Night Time
For those who have been following the growing saga of my part in the Resonance Show Choir, our story has reached it's finale:
We performed the show just this past Wednesday.
All this past week I have rarely seen the light of day outside the show choir practice walls, going over dances and choreography and running through the vocals over and over and over again, brushing dynamics, changing things last minute, and making everything...
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