August 4, 2003

• Well, I just finished my first self portrait. I have spent every min. of my time that wasn't commited to work or Church working on it this weekend, and I finished. *sigh* I was surprised at how much emotion I accidently communicated through the line drawing. The eyes- they were so jealous I should have drawn them in green pencil. There is definately a longing felt from my image- like he- I- want out or in something. You'd have to see it . . .
  
  As for the rest of my optimism for the weekend . . . It all came true except for the world slowing down. I have pictures, and I've never seen my dad so interested in our Iowa affairs. It did rain, allowing me to leave work Saturday one hour early. I had a wonderful missionary oportunity on Saturday.
  
  That all being said, the weekend still seemed hard on the little people . . . Right now I'm hearing 3 songs at once in my head, one of them being 3 Doors Down, "There's another world inside of me/That you may never see/There are secrets in this life/That I can't hide/Somewhere in this darkness/There's a light that I can't find/Maybe it's too far away.../Maybe I'm just blind..."
  
  And Haley is singing, "Now we got a little bitter thing/A little bitter thing that grew like ivy/. . . And I wanted you so much/Just like I do right now/ . . . But life got in the way"

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