On Friday, the 3rd Ward Relief Society had a camp out. The events happened (approximatey) as follows:
8 p.m. Met in front of the little theater for car pools to Hauula
9 p.m. Set up tents in the back yard
10 p.m. Started HUGE bonfire in backyard, jumped on trampoline (the night was UNBELIEVABLE), ate heaps and heaps of junk food, played the best games ever (Ha ha game, the animal game, the color association game, and finally the "no teeth" game), and made banana boats in the BONFIRE!
12:30 a.m. Took a bathroom trip to a girl's house who lived nearby on the beach - BEAUTIFUL house - the DREAM beach cottage)10 girls piled into her tiny car, but we still made it.
1 a.m. Told Hawaiian ghost stories and other scary stories
2 a.m. Finally went to bed with Lauren P., Joanna, and Ali in our cozy tent
2:01 a.m. Heard rooster calls that sounded like screaming people, attempting to go to sleep, waited, waited some more, finally fell asleep
4 a.m. Was awakened by "screaming" roosters
6 a.m. Heard "screaming" once again
6:15 a.m. Began dozing in and out of sleep
6:30 a.m. The "screaming" roosters have become part of my dreams and I don't notice them anymore
7 a.m. Wake up for "sunrise" devotional/testimony meeting - we talked about the Relief Society's Birthday!
7:30 a.m. Pack up camp, listen to the roosters and the wild peacock communicate to each other
8:30 a.m. BREAKFAST! (The BEST meal of the day!) Included muffins, juice, milk, apples, oranges, and the yummiest french toast casserole I have ever tasted!
10 a.m. Beach - which was right across the street from the house we were staying at - we laid out, played frisbee, took pictures, swam...
1:30 p.m. Time to go home so we piled in the back of a truck and drove back to campus from Hauula
2 p.m. EXHAUSTED but HOME!
2:15 p.m. Shower... which felt oh so good!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
PCC Hike - a.k.a. The Hike in the Jungle
The river rages from rainfall earlier in the week and foreshadows many adrenaline pumping river crossings until the end is reached. The mud squishes below tennis shoes and catches lonely pieces of straw. The cold water rushes onto the feet of adventurers awaiting the Hawaiian jungle that lurks ahead. The branches covered with rich, green moss cover the river and create an obstacle course for its pursuers. The slippery rocks give underneath footsteps that desire the end. The end promises a pool with a waterfall with crystal waters.
The five senses of the trail are put together to create the ULTIMATE jungle hike in beautifully magestic Hawaii.
The highly recommended hike for the jungle adventure seeking human being.
Or.. just a nice way to relax with friends on a Thursday afternoon after classes and writing a Psychology paper.
The five senses of the trail are put together to create the ULTIMATE jungle hike in beautifully magestic Hawaii.
The highly recommended hike for the jungle adventure seeking human being.
Or.. just a nice way to relax with friends on a Thursday afternoon after classes and writing a Psychology paper.
Hunger Banquet
Tuesday March 16
This week on campus we have been celebrating One Week. One of the activities was a Hunger Banquet. This activity was meant to make people be aware of world hunger and its reality. As Jarek Buss and I entered the room it was being held in we were each given a card with a different level of income. I luckily got a card that said middle level income and was directed to sit at a picnic table with no tablecloth. Jarek was not so lucky, he received a card that said low level income and was told to sit on the floor. The people who were lucky enough to receive a high level income card were to sit at spacious, round tables with nice tablecloths. The banquet began with an introduction to some countries that are living mostly in one of the three levels of income and then some 'news', both good and bad arrived. Some people were told to move down a income level while others were asked to move up income levels. Jarek was one of the lucky ones who got to move up from low income to the middle income. (Just as a side note - they split up the groups proportionately to the world's proportions as it comes to the three incomes. There were about 55% low, 40-45% middle, and about 15% high.) Then we ate. Low income people got one scoop of rice on a leaf, middle income people got spaghetti with sauce but they had to serve themselves on paper plates, and finally the high income people were served spaghetti, salad, cake, and juice on a glass plate. After we ate, two students of BYU-Hawaii talked about their personal experiences with hunger. The first was from a country in Africa and the second was from Haiti. They talked about how they both have to work to be able to send money back to their families, how when they were back in their home countries many people would beg for food, and when there wasn't any food all they got was one grain of salt that they would stick under their tongue. Not only was food scarce but also much of their countries water was not fit to drink. The two students brought up the point that it is good to donate food but it is even better to teach a nation how to sustain themselves with knowledge of how to take care of themselves. I am glad that I had the opportunity to go to this event. It was a real eye-opener to hear first hand accounts of students close to my age dealing with world hunger. It also showed me something more that I can donate instead of food. Knowledge is what these countries need. This Hunger Banquet made me extremely grateful for everything that I have, not only my food. I am lucky to be living the life I am living.
P.S. If you EVER get a chance to go to a Hunger Banquet... GO!!!!!! You won't regret it!
This week on campus we have been celebrating One Week. One of the activities was a Hunger Banquet. This activity was meant to make people be aware of world hunger and its reality. As Jarek Buss and I entered the room it was being held in we were each given a card with a different level of income. I luckily got a card that said middle level income and was directed to sit at a picnic table with no tablecloth. Jarek was not so lucky, he received a card that said low level income and was told to sit on the floor. The people who were lucky enough to receive a high level income card were to sit at spacious, round tables with nice tablecloths. The banquet began with an introduction to some countries that are living mostly in one of the three levels of income and then some 'news', both good and bad arrived. Some people were told to move down a income level while others were asked to move up income levels. Jarek was one of the lucky ones who got to move up from low income to the middle income. (Just as a side note - they split up the groups proportionately to the world's proportions as it comes to the three incomes. There were about 55% low, 40-45% middle, and about 15% high.) Then we ate. Low income people got one scoop of rice on a leaf, middle income people got spaghetti with sauce but they had to serve themselves on paper plates, and finally the high income people were served spaghetti, salad, cake, and juice on a glass plate. After we ate, two students of BYU-Hawaii talked about their personal experiences with hunger. The first was from a country in Africa and the second was from Haiti. They talked about how they both have to work to be able to send money back to their families, how when they were back in their home countries many people would beg for food, and when there wasn't any food all they got was one grain of salt that they would stick under their tongue. Not only was food scarce but also much of their countries water was not fit to drink. The two students brought up the point that it is good to donate food but it is even better to teach a nation how to sustain themselves with knowledge of how to take care of themselves. I am glad that I had the opportunity to go to this event. It was a real eye-opener to hear first hand accounts of students close to my age dealing with world hunger. It also showed me something more that I can donate instead of food. Knowledge is what these countries need. This Hunger Banquet made me extremely grateful for everything that I have, not only my food. I am lucky to be living the life I am living.
P.S. If you EVER get a chance to go to a Hunger Banquet... GO!!!!!! You won't regret it!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
A Quote for Lovers of Shakespeare
"All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players."
- William Shakespeare
- William Shakespeare
Saturday, February 27, 2010
TSUNAMI
I groggily go to bed at 2 a.m. after watching 2/3rds of the classic thriller "The Ghost and Mr. Chicken" with Don Knotts thinking to myself what I was going to do for the remainder of my Saturday. At 4 a.m. I am awakened by talking and I hear something about a tsunami heading towards Hawaii. I am so tired that I don't comprehend anything and finally my room mate tells me that we need to get ready to be evacuated if needed around 6 a.m. when the sirens will begin to sound. For the next two hours I sluggishly get ready and pack a bag to include a blanket, a pillow, a jacket, food, water, my camera, my iPod, and other necesities. Around 6:45 a.m. I walk down to the lounge with Kylie Soelberg and we find ourselves a seat on one of the few couches in front of the television. We watch the news until 7:30 a.m. then decide to go to the evacuation site or a.k.a. my room. All the people on campus were to evacuate to the 2nd floor of the Hales by 10:45 a.m. We all go to our rooms to take a nap until the tsunami arrives. I then get a text from Jarek and he invites me to go to a hill above the Laie Temple. I hesitate then decide to go because Jarek and I are in need of another adventure. I pack a lighter bag with the essentials and meet at "the bench" around 10:50 a.m. We walk over and head up a grassy hill with many other people trying to get to higher ground. As we walk through the gate to walk up the hill we read a sign that read "The Gathering Place" and both agree that this really is a gathering place. We find a grassy spot and plop down. While waiting for the tsunami to roll through town Jarek and I watch an episode of "Supernatural" and then while Jarek does homework and I take a nap in a sun. Around 2 p.m. we decide to leave the hill and walk back to campus. We arrive back on campus and I go up to my room for the remainder of the day to finish some homework and take a shower. I then go eat dinner around 5 p.m. and then go see "The Music Man" with Jarek, Jefferson Campbell, Potter, and Ali Fredrick as the players. It is phenomenal. I then come to the most critical point of the night - do I go to bed early like I had promised myself because I had only gotten 2 hours of sleep the night before or do I go to Taco Bell with Trisha Zemp, Joanna Morrill, Hannah Cash, and Jessica Crandall? After much consideration I choose to go to Taco Bell and don't end up going to bed until 12:30 a.m. This was a bad mistake because all throughout Sunday I felt like he walking dead. I could barely function. So that is the story of the "wanna be" tsunami on Saturday, February 27th!
Friday, February 19, 2010
A Quote for the Reader
“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
Friday, February 12, 2010
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