Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Date a girl who reads..somethine cute I found





 I found this article on one of the blogs I follow. It is called A Missionary Journal. :)





Date a girl who reads {Rosemary Urquico}
(I got the images from this blog)



Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.



Sunday, February 27, 2011

Marriage and a new Blog

Hello all!!!!!

First off  I have gotten married!! I married the love of my life 3 months ago. We have been friends for years, we started dating in July and we were engaged in August. It was fast to some but we loved each other. After my husband proposed to me he told me that he knew I was the girl he was gonna marry the night of our first date. Once when I was 14 I said that I was gonna marry him when I grew up. We both knew that we loved each other and that we were gonna get married. So why wait?

And more news....

I started a new blog....It is called, Butterfly Kisses, Eyes Ears Mouth and Nose =)

 I felt that it would be nice to have a new blog since I have entered a new part of my life....being a wife and at some point a mother. Also my blog background has been driving me nuts cause it won't show up for me lol  

I may keep posting here but I will probably post over there more. I would love it if you wold consider following my other blog! Have a good weekend (or whats left of it!)


Thursday, August 12, 2010

random post...and poem =)

dear fellow bloggers... I'm back! =)

life has been so crazy lately... I was thinking and it is crazy how fast time goes by...one day your a little girl and the next you are a young women with a million decisions and things to do. =) but it is quite exciting! ....

anyway this post will probably not make the most sense as it is almost 2 in the morning and I am quite tired.... but I hope you enjoy it anyway. =)

breathe...
in
out

feel the music...
let it guide you

moving to the movement
of the sounds I dance

like a flower I sway
and bend reaching low and high

the rhythm soothes me
and I let all thoughts leave

with each song my movements change
from graceful and flowing
to harder with more tension

with some I feel the pain
hidden in the lyrics and tune
and I almost start to cry

in others
I become almost light upon my feet
I dance the story that it tells

breath...
in....
out....

let it be your guide

(copyright of Wild Rose 2010)


...let me know what you think... =)


Saturday, February 20, 2010

Something I love...

Hey Everyone! I feel so terriable about neglecting my blog for so long! But I have a little bit of time today....about ten minutes.





So this post is going to be about something that I love, something that gives me joy.



Dancing.



I love dancing. Dancing is a way for me to release stress and when I dance I don't care about anything else, it is just me and the music. When I finish a dan e or learn a step I feel wonderful...and when I dance it doesn't matter if I am in a good mood or I am sad, angry or worried, whatever emotion I am feeling I just pour into the dance and I use that energy to help me do the dance in a wonderful way. And no matter how I feel when i get to dance class I always finish my class feeling happy, refreshed and usually exhausted. =)



I am so gald that I started taking dance a few years ago. Since I have started I have realized that this is something I want to do for my whole life. I will probably not make it a proffesion but I always want to do it...for me.



I was talking with some of my friends and I asked on of tehm if they have something that does that for them...something that gives them joy and helps tehm relax. My friend said that she has not yet found something that does that for her. So I was wondering, what makes you feel like this?



It used to be softball but now it is dance for me. What is it for you? I would love to hear what it is! just leave me a comment.




Dancing is the poetry of the foot. -John Dryden


The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word. -Mata Hari



Dance is the hidden language of the soul. -Martha Graham



Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. Just get up and dance. -Dave Barry




You can dance anywhere, even if only in your heart. - Anonymous

Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another. - Anonymous

On with the dance! let joy be unconfined;
No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet
To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
- Lord Byron

Dance isn’t a form it’s a way of life. - Anonymous



Thousands of emotions well up inside me through out the day. They are released when I dance.
Abraham Lincony

You know you’re dancing when tears of pain and happiness blend in with your sweat.
Anonymous




Have a good week everyone!



Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells!

Winter is here!! We have snow on the ground and lovely tempetaures of -20 with the wind chill. It's so cold!!!!

I don't like the cold but I have had some fun times so far this winter.

We had a church Christmas party and my brothers myself and some of our friends had a fun snowball fight in the church parking lot. I was the first girl to join in and then this one other girl also joined in. We had a blast! I luckily didn't get to much because the boys would try to block me from the snowballs. Which was fine with me because I was not dressed for the cold. I had on a sweater and a dress with leggings...and my highish heeled boots. Defenitely not snowball fighting clothes...

But that didn't really stop me...my boots were soaking and I couldn't feel my fingers for half of the fight but it was amazingly fun.

Has anyone gone Christmas caroling? I am hoping to go this friday with some friends. It should be fun. Hopefully it is 20 degrees or more instead of negative. We had a 40 degree day a few days ago and we were all saying how warm it was! Where I used to live that was considered frezzing! =)

How is the weather where you all live? Is it freezing or semi warm? do you have snow on the ground or are you still praying that Christmas morning you might wake up to find the world draped in a white blanket?

Wether it is warm or cold or you have snow don't forget the true meaning of Christmas.

Christmas is about our Saviors birth...and it is about giving and not only reciving.

Have a very Merry Christmas!



Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Soy Libre: I'm Free


Sorry about not posting! I have been real busy with work and dance...and our computer broke down again. ): But I will try to get to the library more often. Here is a poem I wrote a year ago....Enjoy!! :)

A traves del pastizal
corro,
mis pezunas golpeando el suelo.

Mi crin cae a mis rodillas,
mi cola roza el suelo,
una chispa en mis ojos, una flama
que no se ve en muchos,

Como el viento,
soy un fantasma,
oido, mas no visto.

Soy parte del cielo,
parte de la tierra…

Soy libre.

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Across the range
I run,
hooves pounding the ground.

My mane falls to my knees,
my tail grazes the ground,
my eyes have a spark, a flame
not seen in most.

Like the wind,
I’m a ghost,
heard yet not seen.

I am part of the sky,
part of the earth…

I am free.


Copyright 2009 Wild Rose- Do not copy or use in any way


Thursday, November 5, 2009

a poem

Here is a poem that I wrote..Sorry for any misspellings...I'm in a hurry...gotta run to dance!

Tell me what you think...and if you have any title suggestions....

Enjoy!



They say
things changs
and they say
change is good

but then why
do I feel
like I want to go back
back to when I was a child

when I was young and had few cares
when I was sorrruned by love
and knew that everything would be okay

love surrounds me
but then at times
it feels so far away
I want to grab it
hold it close
let it never get away

they say
make the most of what you've got
and I try
but it feels
like I'm failing
and falling

but I never hit the bottom
because theres
allways someone there
ready to hold me
help me back up

and theres always someone there
to reassure me that I'm loved
and to make me feel
that....

I will be just fine
and I'll make it through
and that even though I make mistakes
I will never fail or fall
without a chance to get back
to the top



copyright 2009 Wild Rose - Do Not copy or use in way-