vague and abstract.

is what my writing has been labeled.
and sometimes my english teacher tells me i should change it.
but what if i like it that way?


my words on this blog have been lacking.
maybe it's because i've been placing the majority of them in places else where;
writing essays, filling out applications, building porfolios and resumes.
the future is comin fast, and i can't wait to see what the next couple of months bring!

(i seem to be more loyal to instagram this days,
follow me @__nicolemarie___
that's two under scores before and three after. annoying and abnoxious, i know.)



i found these words scribbled in the back of an old note pad of mine.

"i've learned something:
who you want to become in the future,
is a part of who you are today."
my old self was smarter than i thought.



i am grateful that at times like this
i have a word to use,
a way of means
to express human emotion--
to label the state of our souls.


this week,

i guess this story was very interesting.

Sister Dalton is an amazing example and leader.

I got the chance to not only meet her but chat with her

for some time after the opening ceremony of
the Internation Art Competition and Exhibit
going on at the church history museum.

it was an experience I'll always cherish.


happy equality day.

We, as human beings, owe it to each other to look out for one another; because we don’t know each other’s stories or what one person has been through. What we say could have more affect than we thought possible and we don’t know how someone will take our words. Just like the ancient philosopher, Plato, said it: “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” His words still slip into my mind and resonate with my soul every once in a while. How many people do you walk by over one twenty-four hour period? They each have a life just like yours: worries, trials, hopes and dreams. What got them to this point and where are they going? People of every color on the personality color test dot the earth. It may be hard to see eye to eye with a different shade but our story is only one out of the 7 billion out there. So what makes it more important than any of them? We should be willing to listen to other’s opinions or ideas.
--an exert from my last english essay, Secret Battle.



ironic, really, that my insecurity is the amount of confidence I have.

"yea, I know that I am nothing; as to my strength I am weak; therefore I will not boast of myself, but I will boast of my God, for in his strength I can do all things; yea, behold many might miracles we have wrought in this land, for which we will praise his name forever."
--Alma 26:12

i believe it and i strive to,
though i may not be perfect.



has always been one of my favorite pastimes.
especially when i have a good tune to serenade my ears.


the semester.

"There's more mercy in Christ
Than there is sin in you."
-Brother Gillon

Only the worlds best seminary teacher. And thats the truth.
Learning about the events that took place in the New Testament from him was unforgettable. He simply taught from the spirit and spending 95 minutes with the spirit every other day for a whole semester can change a person.

i won't soon forget about this semester I had in that class.



it being the new year
i feel very goal oriented.
i'm just out to follow my dreams
and making things happen.
i hope this year is filled with:

temple trips (at least twice a month)
healthy eating and exercising (it feels better that way)
friendship (i have been so blessed)
learning (passing AP tests included)
creativity (in all aspects)
financing (earn then save, save, save)
growth (spiritual and just as a person)
happiness (a heart full of gratitude is the key)

and if have anything to do with it,
this year will be full by its end.

welcome 2013!


the question.

i hope to be asked with some kind of breath taking view.
one thats sentimental to us.
that, would be my dream come true.


7 pages in the mail.

who knew they could cause so much mind fleeting.
i just wonder if it's awkward for a canadian mail man to pass along so much
america on the outside of a letter.



why is it distributed so unevenly?
why can't we all share it?

maybe thats why the Lord has asked us to serve and love one another.
because then some how, some way
a little self-worth can be given to every one.


now is the start.

sent in the mail: one of the most magnificent gifts I've ever received.
I have no doubt its pages will be filled with history come five years.
to imagine the memories that will, is beyond comprehension.
but oh how significant they will be.