Onions have layers.

Onions. They have layers. They make me cry. They add flavor to life. Onions.

Onions is going to be my random symbol for emotions.

Emotions. They have layers. They make me cry. They add flavors to life. Emotions.

You know how you have to peel an onion, each layer, to get to the heart of the matter? To see where the whole thing stems from? You have to do that with emotions too.

I had a break through this evening. You know how in cartoons that light bulb just magically clicks on when someone makes a connection or has an idea? Pretty sure mine turned on and was as bright as a spot light shining down from a UFO.

The thing that baffles me the most is I had no idea that a certain, particular situation that deals with a certain, particular person -who must not be named for the sake of making sure he/she is not disliked (more than they already are) for their mistakes/actions/wrong doings towards myself- is in fact the stem, the deepest layer if you will, for some of my current feelings on situations that are going on my life right now.

This past situation has done more damage than I thought and I guess I have more healing to do. My faith in people has dwindled a bit this past year- and unfortunately I have become defensive, layered, closed off emotionally to those who I care the most for. I have also started to take things personally, and at first I wasn't able to figure out why the hell I was being so darn sensitive. BUT once i peeled back the layer a little bit of the onion I call my soul, I have realized that it stems from the fact that I have not fully healed from the past 8 months.

I am sure the more layers I peel, the more realizations will come and most likely tears too... but hey at least my onion of emotion adds flavor to my life right?

So now what? What do I do with this new found knowledge? Especially when its not new, its old and is like a disease. Keeps poppin up in different areas, different forms. I wish there was a pill I could get to heal this, but I think the medicine is going to be simple. Forgiveness, love and faith.

So you think you're lonely, well my friend I'm lonely too.

I find it odd how a person can be surrounded by so many loving people and still feel alone.

I especially find it odd when I am experiencing this. Don't get me wrong, my friends are amazing and I am so thankful for each one.

I don't know what it is- maybe its homesickness. The desperate desire I have to see my mom and laugh with her over coffee at 6:30A while every one is trying to get ready for their day. Maybe I just miss the cool feeling of the rain on my skin as I run from my car to my house trying not to get my hair wet- heaven forbid I wear it straight with the humidity. Maybe its the long talks with friends who have known me for years- who have been there through the best and worst of times.

Maybe its not all of that- maybe its the fact that life is different for everyone - we all experience different things- the good, the bad and the ugly. But some things, no matter how close you are with people, no one can relate too.

But everything that happens, happens for a reason- or so I have been told since I can remember. I believe that statement 100%, but sometimes I can't help but wonder "okay God when is this reason going to appear?" Well, He works in mysterious ways- and I lack the virtue known as patience. :)

But then something happens that makes me think twice. A life that has yet to really begin has already experienced the same things I have, and albeit they are not the same situation, they are similar. I wish I could some how reach out and say "No matter what, you are a gift and its all going to be okay. Its alright to feel a little lost sometimes, that's normal- but you will find your way."

I wish someone who has been through it all told me that, I wish someone would tell me that. Until then, I will just keep telling myself.

Rat squirrels, prehistoric bugs and beautiful Red Rocks! Oh my!

Well, I have officially "roughed it" (in my mind) when it comes to camping. Last weekend I went with some very good friends to Zion National Park to hike around the beautiful Red Rocks. It was definately beautiful, and definately an experience.

Being the frugal person that I am, when my friend Robbie informed me that the other people we were going with knew of a "free" campsite- I was all in! Little did I know this "free" campsite had no bathrooms, no showers but had a whole lot of red dirt and ants... lots of ants... to the point where I had a flash back of a Disney short cartoon where things get carried away by ants at one of Mickey's picnics.

The hiking was AMAZING- no denying that. The heat was unbelievable, but some how I survived... I drank my entire 100 oz. Camel Pack and didn't have to pee- partially because all the water left my body in the form of sweat... Sexy? You know it.

However, while hiking I realized a few things I did not like.

1. Shirtless men running down steep hills towards me as I was trying to hike up this steep hill. Who in their right mind does that? Not only was the image terrifying, but the sound of their feet pounding on the ground caused me to have a mild heart attack. Now I know how Simba felt when he was stuck in that canyon at the stampede came rushing towards him... RIP Mufasa.
2. Squirrels and Chipmunks freak me out. Now, chipmunks are cute when they are cartoons and their day job is being rescue rangers- but in real life, they are demons. And their friends, the squirrels? They are FAT demons... These weren't even squirrels, they were fat rats and mini cats. They also had NO fear- they would corner me on the path ways, crawl under my legs as I was sitting down and frankly ruining any relaxing moment I had!
3. There were prehistoric bugs down at Zion National Park, and I was caught off guard by two of them. One being a "beetle"- Define beetle. This thing had WINGS and looked more like its mother was a pterodactyl. The second bug was a bee- not just any bee but an elephant bee. It was HUGE and the buzz made it sound like I was being attacked from above even though it was below- yes that is how large said bee was. I didn't even know bugs like that existed, I thought they died in The Great Flood, but apparently God told Noah to take those things along for the ride!
4. Sleeping in a tent while its 90 degrees outside... Hot, sweaty, sticky and not in a good way. Normally I don't think it would have been bad, but there was no breeze... Stuffy? You betcha. Did I want to sleep naked? Yes. Did I? No. Why you may ask? Well besides the fact that I was sharing a tent with friends, I feared that I would be attacked by ants and carried off into the wild, naked. So I kept clothes on just in case I was carried out into the wild, I would not be embarrassed by my nudity.

Overall the trip was great and amazing! I would totally go again in the fall or spring when its not so hot- and I would stay in an area with showers. And if some one asks me to go again before the summer is over, I am going to suggest driving an extra hour and hiking the mysterious trails of Las Vegas- I hear the hike up Ceasar's Palace is AMAZING :)

Get out there and experience the world a little bit- its good for the soul.

If ya hear me girls, raise your hand!

• This post is dedicated to all my girlfriends with special attention to my three favorite ladies who have been there for me through thick and thin. Without them, I would not be who I am today. Their unconditional love and understanding has been both an inspiration and necessity in my life. Thank you for all that you do, all that you are and all that you will be. I love you all!

• Now... This post is also inspired by the so called "men" who come in and out of our lives and think they can just walk all over us... For the record, ya can't. Dating is hard- you don't need Dr. Phil to tell you that. It doesn't get any easier when all you have is a life full of frogs- or frogs who you think are princes but then suddenly POOF back into Toads (who are worse than frogs... they are frogs that are liars!) However, I guess I owe all of the boys a bit of gratitude. Without you I would not have some of the best and most hilarious stories of my life. Without you I wouldn't get to have my girls nights with buckets of coronas... Without you I wouldn't know what I want in my life and would probably continue to settle for guys like... well... you. So a big thanks to all of you out there who we have crush on, liked, loved, dated or are about to- But I don't really need to say any more because I think the following lyrics will explain it all.

• Special Note: I may or may not have revamped a certain area... to make it more personal.

Here's To Finding A Good Man- By Danielle Peck

Here's to finding a good man

Got a bucket of Corona,

Enough stories to last all night,

About the trials and tribulations,

Of findin' Mr. Right

Of findin' a good man.

Here's to the liars and the cheaters

And the cold mistreaters

To the mama's boys who can't make a stand.

Here's to the superficial players

The I love you too-soon sayers

if you hear me girls raise your hand

Let's have a toast,

Here's to findin' a good man!

Blind dates and horror stories

Pushy guys and fast movers

Let's dedicate this girl's night out

To big talkers, bad losers

It's so hard findin' a good man.

Here's to the liars and the cheaters

And the cold mistreaters

To the mama's boys who can't make a stand

Here's to the superficial players

The I love you too-soon sayers

If you hear me girls raise your hand

Let's have a toast

Here's to findin' a good man.

Allie, I know you want perfection.

Megz, you wanna listener.

Malia, your list is gettin' long

And girls, you know ME, I just want a good kisser.

Here's to the liars and the cheaters

And the cold mistreaters

To the mam's boys who can't make a stand

Here's to the superficial platers

The I love you too-soon sayers

If you hear me girls raise your hand

Let's have a toast

Here's to findin' a good man!

Please Deposit .05 cents into the jar...

Ahhh the joys of The Peanuts. Such a timeless cartoon that has lasted generations. One of my favorite moments during the holiday season is when my family all gathers around the TV to watch ABC's special of Charlie Brown's Christmas. And nothing brings a smile to my face like Snoopy doing his little dance- why can't we all dance like that dog?

Lately, I have felt like Lucy behind this booth. I find happiness in the fact that friends and family value my opinion. But the thing that I enjoy the most is that they trust me enough to come and seek advice or shelter from whatever it is they are facing. Knowing that others have faith in me and feel a sense of security with me is the greatest payment I could ever receive.

This has got me thinking though- if people are coming to me for advice, I should be trying twice as hard to make sure I practice what I preach. I need to make sure that I am leading by example and that my life is something I am proud of.

Lately I have been saying that relationships (romantic, friend, family, owner/dog etc.)have a hard time working out if one or both of the people don't love themselves. I think a person needs to love themselves and the life they have been given- and when they do others will love them too. So I am doing just that... I am doing what I want and trying to find happiness within myself. I am surrounding myself with people who are positive and encouraging! Its been a great change and I am very happy with the results. Immersing myself with people that love me for my mistakes and all has done nothing but relieve me of pressure that I didn't even know I had!Its been nothing but amazing and such a comfort.

So I will leave you with some very good advice! It only cost me .05 cents! :)

" All you really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt."- Lucy Van Pelt, The Peanuts

Love often people, but most of all love yourself.

Jenna Burnam and The Deathly Spider

Yesterday morning was painful to say the least. The alarm on my phone went off too soon and it felt like I just laid my head down upon my pillow to fall asleep. I rolled myself out of bed, cursing work under my breath, and drug my sleepy self to the shower.

This is a very normal routine for me. Wake up, damn the work world, stumble towards the shower half blind and turn on the water. Little did I know my routine would be changed drastically and I would forever be scarred by the events of that morning.

I was performing the typical rinse, lather and repeat motions when something caught the corner of my eye. Through the pouring water from the shower head I looked to my right and saw what looked like the hand of Satan himself- or Freddy Krueger's fingers (To-MAE-to, To-MAH-to). There it was, between the shower curtain and the clear plastic curtain that helps block the water from pouring out into the bathroom, the biggest spider I have seen since living in Utah. Now to make matters worse, the thing was definitely alive and crawling down towards the bottom of the curtain...

*NOTE* it is a well known fact that I HATE things with more than four legs, or things with tales as long as their bodies (i.e. rats)... now I especially hate it when these alleged creatures start to move with all their legs- it makes me want to to throw up.

So what did I do? Scream? Damn right I did. Try to smack it? Seemed like the right thing to do- WRONG. The crazy demon ran down faster than a bat out of hell (with its eight... 8... ocho... legs) and started to attack! Quickly I moved out of the shower without the greatest of ease- okay I will admit, I practically fell out causing water to go everywhere. In a panic I ran into my room, soaking every place I stepped.

Since I feared for my life, I did not venture back to the area of the shower... but my roommate did. I heard her say "ohhhhh there is a huge spider right there!" I quickly threw my brown havianna flip flop at her (just one...) and ran for it! Now, what really happened during that time, I will never know because I was out in the living room having an asthma attack.

Do we know if The Dark Lord is dead? No. There has been no sign of He Who Shall Not Be Named, but that doesn't mean he isn't off gathering an army of eight legged demons to come and seek revenge for our attack....

I am currently processing my will because I know I will not survive this battle...

Peace be with you.

Ember: Noun, as in a dying fire...

In every one's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.- Albert Schweitzer

While surfing the net the other day I stumbled upon this quote and fell in love. I think everyone can relate to losing that inner fire at some point in their life- maybe more than once. These past few months I can for sure say mine has dwindled down to a lonely, weak ember. During this time period my faith in people has been lacking, my trust in others has been slim to none and I stopped believing that people would treat others how they wanted to be treated.

But also during these past few months there have been people who have reminded me that there are decent human beings out there. Although we are all selfish by nature, there are some that try their hardest to put others before themselves. Those are the people that strengthen my little inner ember and at the same time restore my hope and faith again. They are a blessing, an inspiration, a healthy reminder and leading example of what I should be like.

These people who have restored my faith have obviously come into my life for a reason, maybe a season or a lifetime. No matter how long they are around, I will always be thankful for them.

Hop- A- Long

Well I have officially hurt myself worse than ever. For the record, I would like to tell everyone who goes out boating this summer to make sure all the left over rope is off the boat before the boat takes off. I did not do this and got into a tangled mess with the rope, and lost. Thank God I didn't lose any limbs, just my dignity and some feeling in my leg- no big deal though.

So what does that mean for me? Well a nasty bruise that looks like I was beaten on my shin (this happened Saturday and you can still see the indent from the rope) and a big ol' bruise on my upper inner thigh that looks like I had to fight off a sexual predator. I am so thankful that it is just those- yes I may have to hop-a-long on a cane or crutches (whichever I prefer, I have both... cane has been the majority vote... bitches.) BUT it could have been way worse- i.e. missing a limb, breaking an ankle or having the inner thigh bruise actually be on my lady parts which would have probably required reconstructive surgery of said lady parts. So does it hurt? Yup. Does it suck? Kinda. Is it ugly? ohhhh yes. Could it have been worse? Way worse. So am I thankful its not? You betcha.

However, with this experience I have, as previously mentioned, acquired a cane. This is not only a fashion statement, but it is also a visual reminder that I can and will beat your ass with the cane if need be. I fully support Glee's nationally ranked cheer leading coach, Sue Sylvester, and her theory, "Caning works! And I think its about time we did a little more of it right here... Yes We Cane!" So just be aware people that I may be injured and I may not be able to run after you but I have no problem caning your ass if need be ;) <3 I would like to take a second to make a few shout outs to people who have been nothing but helpful!
*Mindy best roomie ever- she has been amazing since I have recently become handicapped. She has helped drive me places, gotten me ice when I need it and has put up with me watching Gossip Girl season 1 when she has already seen it.
*Megan! She not only came over to my house yesterday to keep me company for my day off/day of rest BUT she also helped me do laundry since I can't lift anything- Megan you are a rockstar!
* Tasha gets a the laugh award! Thank you for calling me a "hobbit" in your drunken state of mind on Sunday. I know you meant for it to come out as "hobbles" but it was so much better when you yelled "hobbit coming through" as you were trying to get people to stop for me. Thank you for that you lush :)
*Robbie (who knows if you actually read this) also gets a shout out for being helpful! It was nice to be picked up and taken to Tasha's on Saturday night after all the crud that happened with the boat! I didn't want to be left alone and it was very kind of you to come and get me. Also, thanks for the beer the other night- another great gift... would have been better if you had one instead of your stupid sugar free redbull... there is a reason why "bull" is involved in the title of that energy drink- as in its "BULL" that you had one and not a beer. But you make me smile so thank you!
*Alexa! Holla to my amazing coworker for bringing me crutches which saved my life Monday at work! With out them I would have been in way more pain than I am- also the girl loaded me up with fun gossip magazines which will be nothing but pure entertainment. I may be slightly disabled, but at least I am not as tragic as Lindsey Lohan! Thank you Alexa for giving me those magazines and reminding me that its not so bad- I could be married to Spencer Pratt praying for my life.
*And of course shout out to everyone who has inquired about how I am doing and all the "get wells" It means a lot to me to have such amazing people in my life locally, nationally and internationally :) Love you all!

Moving on- first Pride festival of my so called life was a success! I had a cane the whole time which kinda blew, but so many people were there to help me hop all over the place- lots of nice lesbians offered to help me get from point A to point B, got a great tan and saw so many wonderful people! Can't wait till next year- its gonna be amazing!

I wish there was more going on- but I think this is enough for now. What could be cooler than a cane? It brings so much laughter to the room, so many smiles to peoples faces and it helps me walk! Hooray for canes! Boo for ugly bruises! Hooray for friends that help me out! Boo to people who don't give two craps less how things are going when they should be the one person who does care *cough*! Hooray for summer and crisp tan lines! Hooray for AC working! Hooray for life and all of its joys!

Live healthy people :)

One love, One life... Just One.

One by U2

Is it getting better?
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now?
You got someone to blame
You say

One love
One life
When it's one need, in the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it

Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's

Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to, carry each other
Carry each other
One

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing, now it's all I got.
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we hurt each other
Then we do it again

You say
Love is a temple, Love is a higher law
Love is a temple, Love the higher law
You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl
And I can't be hold on
To what you got, when all you got is hurt

One Love
One Blood
One Life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to, Carry each other
Carry each other

Sometimes I am baffled by the behaviors I see among humans. Us as people treat those dearest to us horribly. It seems that there is nothing but hypocrisy, false expectations, lies and vindictive words. All this is based on the fact that, humans as a whole are selfish- I am one of those humans. But what I try to remember is we only have "One life", so why waste time fighting?

I think its interesting how the people we hurt the most tend to be the ones we can't live without. Why do we do that? Is it cause we think they will always forgive us? Is it cause we believe they will always be there for us, so how we treat them does not matter? Do we honestly think that we have the right to hold people to certain standards that we ourselves cannot meet? If people continue to treat others with these mindsets, we will find ourselves alone.

This thing called life is a gift. The people that come in and out of it are treasures- and are there for a reason. However, we should not take anyone for granted. Like the song says, there is one love, one life. We get to share it, leaves you baby if you don't care for it. People come into your life, but they choose to stick around. It is important for us to watch what we say, watch how we treat them because in a second they could be gone.

Life is a roller coaster, with plenty of ups and downs- but who enjoys riding rides alone? I most certainly don't. I want someone there with me for the sharp turns, the smooth passages, the sudden drops, the hard climbs up a steep hill, the screaming and the laughing. We are all similar in the sense that we all are trying to survive this crazy thing called life- but we aren't the same. We go through different things, we experience hard ships and love differently. However, we should be willing to help each other along the way. It is a true fact that we're one, but we're not the same and I think its a privilege (and a responsibility) that we get to carry each other through life. But if we are unwilling to be helpful, forgiving, compassionate, respectful, loving and gracious towards others- how can we expect them to be those things towards us?

I believe that Love is temple and that Love is a higher law. To those who are reading this, I hope that you look at the lyrics and realize people are in your life for a reason. Life itself is hard enough, don't make being apart of yours any more difficult than it needs to be. Those people you cherish won't always be there, maybe by choice and maybe not.

We are miracles, wrapped up in chemicals

This song really hit home today.

Wonderful- by Gary Go

The person that you were has died
You've lost the sparkle in your eyes
You fell for life- into its traps
Now you wanna bridge the gaps (repeat line)
Now you want that person back

And all your ammunition's gone
run out of fuel to carry on
You don't know what you wanna do
Cause what you want does not want you
If what you want does not want you
And you've got no pull to pull you through

Say "I am"
Say "I am"
Say "I am wonderful"

If what you've lost cannot be found
And the weight of the world weighs you down
No longer with the will to fly
You stop to let it pass you by
Don't stop to let it pass you by
You've gotta look yourself in the eye

Say "I am"
Say "I am"
Say " I am wonderful"
Oh you are

Cause we are all miracles
Wrapped up in chemicals
We are incredible
Don't take it for granted, no
We are all miracles
Oh we are

Say " I am"
Say " I am "
Say " I am wonderful"
Oh you are

Don't take it for granted, no
We are all miracles
Wrapped up, yeah we're wrapped up
Oh we are wonderful.

I think today we are so bombarded by what we "should be" doing, who we "should be" or how we "should be" acting. It seems society is constantly focusing on our failures, rather than our accomplishments. I think it starts at a very young age and it follows us into our adult years. My mother has always taught me that when I walk into a room full of strangers to not be nervous. She said " You Jenna are a wonderful person who has a lot to give. If someone doesn't like you, do not waste your time, it is their loss for missing out on the possibility of having a great person in their life." My parents have always encouraged me to be who I want to be and have told me to love myself and the mistakes I've made.

Confidence is something that everyone struggles with, whether its not having any to having a little too much. But I believe confidence is only good if people can be humble and gracious. I am not perfect, and these are qualities that I struggle with. But something I learned a while ago is that I WILL make mistakes, I WILL fall short of the glory of God, I WILL hurt others- I will do all these things and than some. But what I also understand is that I need to seek forgiveness and strive to avoid making the same mistake twice. My mistakes don't make me a bad person, they make me human and its part of my nature. I think mistakes are wonderful things, if you treat them right! They are a learning experience to help you become a better person. Who doesn't want to be better? Who doesn't want to be a role model or an inspiration to others? I have confidence in myself, I believe I am a good person with a good heart. But I also understand that I will mess up a lot. I am not scared of my future mistakes, nor do I dwell to much on past ones. I take what I can and learn how to avoid them in the future. I listen to those I have wronged and I listen to myself. Every one has a little Jiminy Cricket inside them, its just up to us to listen to him.

So to whoever is reading this- please remember that you are a wonderful person mistakes and all. Someone loves you for who you are right here, right now. Someone loves you for the person you have yet to become and are excited to see you grow. Someone somewhere wants to help you with whatever you need help with- let them. Please know that someone looks up to you and thinks of you as an inspiration to them- so try to be a good one :) But understand that the best love you can ever receive, besides the unconditional love and forgiveness that has already been given to you long ago, is the love that you give to yourself- love yourself and others will love you too.

All I need is the air I breathe...

I was driving the other day and a OneRepublic song came on my iPod that just spoke so true to some of the feelings I have about a lot things, people and situations in my life.

Say (All I Need)

Do you know where your heart is?
Do you think you can find it?
Or did you trade it for something
Somewhere better just to have it?
Do you know where your love is?
Do you think that you lost it?
You felt it so strong, but
Nothing's turned out how you wanted.

Well, bless my soul
You're a lonely soul
Cause you won't let go
Of anything you hold

Well, all I need
Is the air I breathe
And a place to rest my head.

Do you know what your fate is?
And are you trying to shake it?
You're doing your best and
Your best look
You're praying that you make it.

Well, bless my soul
You're a lonely soul
Cause you won't let go
Of anything you hold

Well, all I need
Is the air I breathe
And a place to rest my head

Do you think you can find it? (repeat three times)
Better than you had it
Do you think you can find it? (repeat three times)
Better than you had it.

Whenever the end is
Do you think you can see it?
Well, until you get there
Go on, go ahead and scream it
Just say it.

Often times I find myself so wrapped up in "things" that I think will make me happy- when in realty I should be thankful for what I have right here, right now. I am healthy, I have a job, I have great friends and an amazing family. I think everyone goes through a period of searching for something better. During that journey I think people figure out that what they really need- they already have. But then there are people that take a few more detours on their journey and lose people along the way.

I guess this song just made me think about what is important to me and what is worth sacrificing. It reminded me not to take things for granted and to be aware that those who are dear to me may not always be there due to actions that are in my control, and actions that are out of my control.

It also reminded me to live in the moment. I don't know whats around the corner, and there is no sense in dwelling on it. I am just going to try and live my life the best that I can. I am going to enjoy and cherish every moment I have with the people I care about, because you never know "whenever the end is" (like the song says).

So for right now, "All I need, is the air I breathe and a place to rest my head."

First

I forgot how intimidating a blank page can be- Suddently I have got this pit in my stomach like I used to get in college when I was forced to write some profound paper on some topic that I had chosen. It was usually at that moment I cursed myself for picking said topic and wishing I would have chosen a more in depth one that provided more information for me to write on.

However, this is not an assignment that a professor has given me- which for the record I think they gave us those horrible assignments to watch us cry and see how haggard we look the day the paper is due (seeing that the majority of most college students stayed up all night finishing the paper)- so this "pit" I have in my stomach will go away at some point.

Now even though I have complained about writing papers and the painful research that went into those papers- I must admit I miss it all. It will be two years since I graduated from college, and looking back on it, not only do I miss the life (part time job, campus life, people, parties etc.) but I miss learning. The challenges that all my classes gave me, albeit stressful at the time, were some of the best learning experiences I have ever encountered! But for the record- I do not miss multiple choice tests- that just shows how lazy a teacher/professor is! I miss the research papers, the presentations, the projects and the lectures. Even my most hated class, Art History, I do miss all the beautiful statues and paintings that I studied and the culture that came along with those pieces of art. Plus the professor was a little nuts, so she made it just a tad more entertaining. Side note: I hated being tested on all the pieces of art- it was the only final where it literally took the whole 3 hours. I have never seen so many different forms of Buddha in my life!

Anyways, I am hoping that by blogging my brain will once again be stimulated :)

Tune in next time for more thoughts by me!