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Name: Anna
Birthday: 7/23/1987
Interests: Africa, writing, music, reading, dance, people, culture, photography, psychology, interior decoration, college basketball, cleaning, laughing, coffee, Pearls Before Swine, the ocean
Expertise: Sleeping? Oh wait, I'm not even very good at that...
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Member Since:
8/19/2003
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| I have come upon an interesting realization. I think in pictures. I haven't ever been able to figure out exactly what kind of learner I am - I never thought of myself as a visual learner, but I'm not exactly an auditory learner either. In fact, I never really fit well into any category. And then I realized that I am actually a visual learner, but I don't learn in words, I learn in pictures.
It makes sense - I make collages because I think that the pictures can often express emotions and tell stories far better than words could. Rather than describing emotions, I can much more easily draw a mental picture of them. That is why movies made after books which do not fit my mental pictures bother me so much - because the pictures are stronger in my memory than the words themselves so the pictures will always be ingrained in my mind. I rarely simply put something on my wall. I surround it with photos or other paper - partially for the visual aesthetics, yes, but also largely because the surrounding pictures, even if they are just colors or textures express what I feel the words to be saying. I read words then can easily choose the pictures to accompany them. They simply fit together for me.
This is somewhat frustrating, however, when it comes to learning. In a class, you read a book, you listen to lectures, but you rarely see what you are learning. You study psychological disorders by reading a book or hearing a description, not by actually seeing them in person, or even in a film. Fictional works create mental pictures. Textbooks, however, fall short. How do I learn to see things that were not designed to be seen? | | |
| A PSALM OF LIFE TELL me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream ! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal ;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way ;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle !
Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant !
Let the dead Past bury its dead !
Act,— act in the living Present !
Heart within, and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate ;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait | | |
| Things that brightened my day -
1. A long email from a friend that I haven't seen in a long time
2. A really interesting and thought provoking discussion in Intro to Lit
3. Watching videos of Rob Bell and Andy Stanley in Family Life
4. Coffee with Jessi Hundley
5. A note and giant chocolate bar from Whitney sitting on my board
6. Listening to Dido for free on YouTube
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| "If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
Then we'd see the day when nobody died..."
33 million people living with AIDS globally
2.7 million new infections yearly
6,000 deaths today
Was it hers?
World AIDS Day 2008...
AVERT
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| Hello Lord, it's me your child.
I have a few things on my mind.
Right now I'm faced with big decisions, and I'm wondering if you have a minute.
Right now I don't hear so well so I was wondering if you could speak up.
I know that you tore the veil so I could sit with you in person and hear what you're saying, but right now, I just can't hear you.
I don't doubt your sovereignty, I doubt my own ability to hear what you're saying and to do the right thing, and I desperately want to do the right thing.
Right now I don't hear so well so I was wondering if you could speak up.
I know that you tore the veil so I could sit with you in person and hear what you're saying, but right now, I just can't hear you.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I think you are telling me to wait, and though patience has never been mine, Lord I will wait to hear from you.
Right now I don't hear so well so I was wondering if you could speak up.
I know that you tore the veil so I could sit with you in person and hear what you're saying, but right now, I just can't hear you.
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