A Shirtless Miracle

I'm not sure where to begin with this story. I think this is quite possibly the best day of my life. By ten o'clock tonight I was done for the day, just getting ready to head for bed when suddenly, out of the blue, the floor in my living room began to vibrate wildly to "Eye of the Tiger". Quite surprised to realize the bass pumping music was coming from my neighbor, Angela's, apartment below, I hurried over to see what the commotion was. I burst in through the door as I usually do, and was UTTERLY shocked to find four shirtless, muscular, and, oh too beautiful to describe, men cleaning AND dancing in Angela's kitchen. My jaw dropped. I cried with pure rapture, running into the kitchen and whipping out my phone to take pictures. Now, I've never in my life been to a strip club or anything of the sort, but if I could imagine just for a moment... I'm very sure this will be as close as I get. They shook their thang like there was no tomorrow, whipping each other with towels and pouring soapy water all over themselves.... *sigh* It was every girl's wildest dreams come true, and to think it would be fulfilled here at BYU!! This went on for at least thirty minutes as they progressed into the bathroom and began to clean the sink, toilet, and shower. When they finished, they came out into the hall where we were standing and suddenly I found myself in the brawl of beautiful bodies and bleach-smelling men. It was amazing to me to see the wild side of the priesthood brotheren I am so used to seeing in a suit and tie. To think, all this was supposed to be a service project won by Angela's apartment in a canned food auction. Had I not been locked out of my car that day, I would have fought her to the death for it! Well, I still reaped the glorious benefits.

I will definately be having GOOD dreams tonight! To see the sweet video, check out at angelafleming.blogspot.com

Poetry

So, in my creative writing class we have been learning how to write poetry. I'm not sure how good I am at it yet, but I love it! There is something so simple and profound in finding single words that can say a lot. My first poem is in iambic tetrameter and it's called A Daughter's Dance. The second is free verse, called Tune of the Departing. They both deal with death... which doesn't sound like me at all... Anyway, enjoy! Any comments or editorial suggestions would be wonderful!
A Daughter’s Dance

She flies across the wooden sea
Her little hands move lithe and free
A graceful step, your wings descend
How could we know your dance would end?
Our eyes were yours to keep until
Beneath the stage, your dance was still.

And now she flies on a stage of white
Her turns are flawless, her face alight.
Where once we watched and guarded you
We feel your eyes through panes of blue
And there above the clouded sky
We know our swan will ever fly.

Tune of the Departing

Humming,
That single sound
Its melody monotonous
With its constant, and piercing ring
I attempt to open my eyes
Again and again
But there is only black
And swirls of vibrant colors
Yellow and red
My attention is drawn below
To my stilled limbs
Each finger buzzing
With a cold I do not understand
And still rings that single-pitched refrain
Drowning the faint voices outside
Low, muffled, and panicked
My heart should have raced
At the lithe touch of a cotton tarp
Falling over my stinging face
I strain my limbs to move
But they’re frozen in this nightmare
And I scream in my mind
As the cold overcomes
I’m alive!
I’m alive!
I’m alive!

Science Test: Fusion

So today was the day of my long dreaded physical science test. My mind is literally rattling from all of the intense studying I've been doing. Even outside of class and study I am thinking of the elements and compounds that could be found in anything I lay eyes on. But anyway, I got through the test, getting a pretty good 17 out of 30 (not bad, but not good) and at last I got to the final essay question asking to describe nuclear fusion, where it begins and ends, and why we do not use it as our commercial form of creating energy. I was on a role. I pulled out every bit of information I knew on the subject and strategically wrote them down, exuding my brilliance. As many of you know, fusion is extremely difficult to produce because it takes several million degrees of intense heat to get the two similarly charged nuclei to combine. It's like the power of the sun on earth. That reminded me of a movie I was very familiar with, almost too familiar with. Quite confidant that I had answered the question to its fullest detail, I added my own little flair to show just how much I really knew about fusion. It read something like this, "It is almost impossible to recreate the power of the sun as we saw in the movie, Spiderman II, where not even the famous Dr. Octavius succeeded to accomplish such an incredible task." Despite my low score, I walked out of the testing lab with an accomplished, proud grin on my face.

My First Blog

I have been converted to blogging by my friend, Angela (Mom, you'll be glad to hear it!) I will post my first official blog as soon as I am finished studying for my tests, theatre history and physical science. Boo to physical science. Anyway, so much for my first blog. Ta!