And now I think it's falling into autum

I want to do a lot of things. Can I tell you exactly what they are?

1) I want to cross stitch a picture of a cottage(like the one in the Shaws house).
2) I think I'll paint the water at Afrelle- my name for the park behind LP.
3) Learn how to roller blade- get good enough to be able to skate during the day, even when the people can see me.
4) plant a garden.
5) buy loads more books.


It's getting hard to actually give notes to people. I usually end up just giving them to myself. I never tell my Self stuff lately. My journal's completely clueless and anti-social. But, you know, she kind of enjoys being that way.


I'm living by a quote right now.

We're all excited for fall. Everyone. No one complains about the leaves changing colors. Not a soul groans when they think of the sweaters we can now wear to school. Everyone can move out of their way to step on the crunchy leaves because no one can frown when they hear a crunch. We can eat soup and hear about football whatever's and sit on front porch benches and watch the rain beat down on your roofs and gutters. We can bring blankets to school with an excuse and we'll wear shoes and tights and scarfs and not have to put on deodorant in the mornings and we'll walk to seminary in the foggy dark. And everything's great because you like it that way.


And you think to yourself,
you think this is good, wait until winter.


98 Days 'Til Christmas.


With all my love, Brynnie.

We'd be a crazy team

I love this movie! And I love how she dances when the "hey, Alligator" part comes! Don't you? And I like how amazing they are at these instruments. She doesn't even have to move her fingers when there's a cord change... incredibly talented. :)

skin

"I feel as if my skin is the only thing keeping 

me from going everywhere at once." ~Ever After

I'm Taking My Chances.

School has started- or did it even end?

But I know what has happened. I endured many class periods of sitting uncomfortably in a metal chair, staring at the white walls and freezing the fat parts of my arms off, just thinking to myself, "Where, oh, where, has my summer gone?"

But I've found it out. I've been dead asleep since June 4th and just woke up Tuesday. That is the most practical, realistic theory I could come up with (the others were far too unrealistic and slightly too inappropriate to slap on the face of my blog).

My second thought as I walked into school, "By Jove! My clothes aren't good enough."

My second thought as I walked down the hall to Melville's class, "I bet John's telling him about the rolls."

My second thought as I walked into english honors, "and Lucia Lopez is in here! It's a trek family reunion. We're never sluffing this class, Dani!"

But...

This is going to be a year of taking chances.

Love, your barefooted blogger,

Brynnie

of notebook's and willow trees

Ammon (brother) brought me to realize something... I attach. I like a movie, book, actor, person's clothes, spot on the creek, etc. and so I watch, read, stalk, go, etc. again and again and again. Don't believe me? Well sweety, I watched this movie 8 times in 4 nights. No, I have no intentions to marry Noah. Noah and Allie are too cute together. I'm just marrying the movie, The Notebook.

P.S. I painted a picture of a willow tree while I was camping in... well, in a trailer park. But couldn't a trailer park be slightly romantic?

Sparkin'

Maddiey had me read this book called The Prairie Prince a while ago. Yes, I know, it sounds awfully cheesy and, well, it sounds as if it takes place on a prairie. We all know prairies are the least romantic of places (sorry to all ya prairie people, but it's true). But I loved the book and in it, they'd call kissing sparking. Maddiey and I loved that.

So, I was just thinkin' to my Self. "Self, I think that I would like to do some "sparking" myself someday." And so I put my plan to action and went out and kissed.... well, no, actually. I did no such thing. But it would have been a very dramatic and, hopefully, an extremely romantic blog post for you all!

strings and sealing wax

At times like these, I wish I really liked some boy. Now, you ask, what are 'times like these'? Well, these times.

At times like these, I really wish I had a yellow cardigan.

During moments such as this, I wish I could sneak a tiny glimpse of heaven.

Right now, I would like to pack a big suitcase with my favorite dresses and fly off to a house in the country.

And, I think I would like some bangs and a curly bun on top of my head.


But, I guess, some things are impossible.


A dragon lives forever but not so little boys.