tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64894315782984707392024-02-07T16:27:31.547-08:00All That I AmHunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-10233609520213880362011-08-23T23:56:00.000-07:002011-08-24T00:00:16.763-07:00You're My Best FriendWell folks, it looks like this will be the last post on this blog until after my mission. Except probably really the last post ever because I suck at blogging. But then again being on a mission supposedly teaches you to be more diligent in whatever it is you do. But then again I might just come back and be a huge lazy bum. Um. Anyway, for the last time the URL to my mission blog is www.elderhunterstewart.blogspot.com.<br />
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So as I mentioned in a previous post, I was hoping to do a little something for Clayton and Mikey in a post and this is pretty much it. If I had more time I would have been able to put together a sweet video of like everything we've ever done together, but since I'm, you know, moving to Africa in two days, time is a little short.<br />
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Michael Big Black Nielsen and I have been friends since we were 4, since I moved to Louisiana. I want to say he has been with me for every single birthday (except for a few when I was out of town), even after he moved to Texas. I called him Big Brother when we were in pre-school, and well, he literally is a big brother. . . He's huge.<br />
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Clayton Bridge moved in next door when we were five or six, and man we did everything together. Ten o'clock sharp we would be at each others house, no exceptions. We were masterminds of the commercial, and champions of the black belt. Sometimes it creeps me out how much our brains think alike. He moved to Texas for 5th grade. That didn't change a thing.<br />
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</div>With all the goodbyes I've been saying it has never been a thought that I wouldn't see these guys very often after my mission. Nope, these guys are my buddies for life. Yup. There's some serious bromance right there. As if you couldn't tell from this picture:<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">So without further ado, here are some videos from our youth, with all of them being equally embarrassing and awesome.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This was an attempt at a horror movie sequel to the 1958 film <i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XhyRpvgm03g">The Blob</a></i>. Which is by far the greatest movie ever (fun fact for you <i>Grease</i> fans, this was the movie that was playing during the drive-in scene). Anyway, at some point during us trying to make this incredible sequel we decided to do stunts. I guess we were just that upset by the making of the sequel (and my attempted British accent) (.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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Yes. For anyone who didn't actually believe I was a black belt, here's the proof. Clayton and I were 10 and this was at the school talent show.<br />
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And finally the greatest thing known to man (besides The Blob. And Legend of Zelda) commercials made by Clayton and myself. Which were made for the beauty competitions Breeann would host with Savannah, Clayton's sister and another family friend. Enjoy.<br />
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Oh, and see ya in two years. Kbye.<br />
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P.S. Noonafish, Sweet baby noonas, Holy noona, Noona. Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-27194608704252953242011-08-21T21:53:00.000-07:002011-08-21T21:53:14.588-07:00AfricaSo just a heads up, I actually posted my talk on my mission blog if anyone wants to read it. The website for that blog is: www.elderhunterstewart.blogspot.com.<br />
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85 hours to go!Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-70555144572832928392011-08-18T00:27:00.000-07:002011-08-18T15:28:09.483-07:00On and OnCounting today there are officially 7 days left until I am on a plane leading me to the great expanse known as Africa. Today also marked the last day I got to spend with my very long time friend Clayton Bridge, and in a couple of days it will be the same with Mikey Big Black Nielsen. I intend to do a couple posts about each of them, but first I really need to get my farewell talk for this Sunday finished. I'll get that done sometime. I guess.<br />
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By the way I set up a blog for my mission and the link is <a href="http://elderhunterstewart.blogspot.com/">here</a>. If you click on that the same day I posted this you will see there is nothing there. That is primarily because I haven't left yet. In case you were concerned I was playing a mean trick. Basically what that blog will consist of are the emails I send home to my family every week, and if I'm able to send any pictures with those emails, then they will be in the blog post as well. But I hear internet is pretty sketchy in Africa, so I have no idea how often there will be pictures. However, I am thinking that before I leave I will post the aforementioned farewell talk on there. For all you people who have more important things to do than come to Louisiana (soooo pretty much everyone).<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsX35m8qMi1KoqTeM9xr_hUNNVeo9hKU9HorOW7FPVFZqFlS6oKnExDwUtrBwOjBt1LIhr01Doelu8hNlT1mK6dn85eoslQFf3VecrGcmY2Q5WplYGThTUEHfdYyNSF-3WYe0w0Kt9E93G/s1600/alligator_jumps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsX35m8qMi1KoqTeM9xr_hUNNVeo9hKU9HorOW7FPVFZqFlS6oKnExDwUtrBwOjBt1LIhr01Doelu8hNlT1mK6dn85eoslQFf3VecrGcmY2Q5WplYGThTUEHfdYyNSF-3WYe0w0Kt9E93G/s320/alligator_jumps.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(But even the alligators are friendly here!)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>But speaking of farewells, it's once again a pretty weird time in my life. In some ways this summer has been a bit like last summer. At least as far as the whole feeling of the looming unknown, and the fact that everyone I know is leaving for school before I leave anywhere. But the thing with this summer is that the goodbyes are much, much different than the last. The goodbyes began almost four months ago when I was concluding my winter semester at BYU, and they have continued sporadically up until today, and will continue until the day I leave. But the reason these goodbyes are so different is because with some people it really was goodbye. For whatever reason it just felt like that was it, and that the role in each others lives had come to a close. Whoever those people are they played a very important role in my life, and I would never regret meeting them, because it's all about what you take out of it right? Right.<br />
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Then there are those other people. The people you say goodbye to but you both know it really isn't a goodbye. Saying goodbye is just easier and less awkward to say than "Hey, I'll see you in a couple years because I know we'll still be friends and I'm pretty sure you still have a pretty important role to play in my life." But then again maybe I should say that, I'm sure it would make them feel nice to know that. All the same though, saying goodbye is never easy, especially because of the fact that I won't be seeing anyone for two whole years. It's weird because two years can sound like it's not that long, but at the same time it sounds so incredibly long. I mean two years ago I had just turned 17 and was feeling pretty cool because I no longer had an 11 o'clock curfew. The thing is though, it doesn't matter if those two years seem short or long, my true friends are going to be there when I get back. At times during this summer I've put too much thought into my plan for when I get back to school. Of course it is good for me to have a plan, which I do, but I think I was just a bit wary about all the unknowns that are still lying ahead. But then I think about those people and the fact that I have them around, and immediately any concerns go right out the window. Even people who I won't be around, such as Clayton or Mikey. I guess the main point I'm trying to make is that I'm thankful for the people who have come into my life, because it's those people that help me make it through just about anything. And I haven't even mentioned my parents because they are just way to stinking awesome for this blog post ;) All in all, I'm so excited to serve a mission for two years, and so excited to be reunited with everyone when the time comes. But with that said I can honestly say I have no plans to rush through anything, and I'm very okay with an open book ahead of me. I have everything I need to make it through, and I'm so incredibly thankful for that. So basically if you read this entire post you're probably one of those awesome people, and if not well, stop stalking me. Or just send me a package full of good stuff. Or a letter. Or a postcard. Or whatever. Because pretty much anything with a hint of home will probably be a really big boost to my day. Cause Africa is a stinking far away place from home. And the funny thing is that when I say home I don't just mean Louisiana, I mean all of freaking America. And that's a really big place. This has gone on much too long. I tend to ramble on when it comes to any kind of goodbye. But this isn't goodbye... right?<br />
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P.S. this post turned serious. Don't worry, my mind still pretty much works like this:<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nWhr2CR0zfY" width="420"></iframe></div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-89591018790116522442011-06-24T12:53:00.000-07:002011-06-24T12:53:05.817-07:00Called To ServeSo umm. I know I got my mission call and stuff like 2 months ago, so I probably should have done a whole post about it when it happened, but everyone kind of beat me to the punch and I figured that in today's world with all the ridiculous technology, anyone could find out what happened pretty easily pretty much seconds after it happened. So basically if you want to know the gist of what I would say anyway you can read my aunt's <a href="http://paris-family.blogspot.com/2011/04/call.html">blog</a> or my family's <a href="http://richandjillsplace.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-life-has-been-pretty-eventful-for.html">blog</a> (Thanks for making up for my laziness). However, what their blogs or any people can't perfectly describe or show you is exactly what went down when I opened it. So yes, here is the video that I have been holding hostage.<br />
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Yes I know my face looked ridiculous.Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-39793948920422472912011-03-13T22:18:00.000-07:002011-03-13T22:46:09.358-07:00Attention<div style="text-align: center;">Well here is a very quick and brief update of the past month or so, as well as random videos I never posted. Yeehaw.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So around the end of January all of my roommates, yes, ALL six of us decided we wanted to make a crazy awesome insane blanket fort in our kitchen. This is what happened:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So that sucked. If you want a picture play by play of pretty much exactly what happened (I would recommend reading for the full effect) check out my buddy Carson's blog by clicking <a href="http://carsenalthearsenal.blogspot.com/2011/01/almost.html">here.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Next up is a random blizzard that decided to hit us one fine January morning. Enjoy:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Next is a fun little timelapse of Carson and Brenton sleeping... right?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So anyway, after finding those videos I can say a little about what has been going on recently, Big Black came down this weekend from BYU-I (or Mikey, Mike, or Michael, as he is more formerly known) and </div><div style="text-align: center;">we just had a good ole time. Part of this fun time was watching lots of BYU basketball, and seeing Jimmer score 52 points. Amazing. We had quite more people over than we could comfortably fit in front of our TV, so we decided to make some stadium seats</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So over the past two weeks or so I've been in crunch time mode for finishing my Media Arts Application before it is due tomorrow on the 14th, and I FINALLY FINISHED. It took forever and it was a huge hassle but I finally got it done, minus one signature I should be getting tomorrow morning. This is what it looks like:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Now after I turn in my application I have to pick a time to have a short interview with 3 of the members of the Media Arts program. I only have to answer two questions, but those two questions could be whether I make it or not. Pretty intense. They say that only about half of the people who apply actually get in, so I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen. After the interview I simply wait for the email telling me my fate. And I usually don't ask for things like this but this is a really, really big deal to me so if any of you out there want to pray for me, I certainly wouldn't mind it. If you want to see the video I used for my application you can look back through my blog and find the video called <i>Searching</i>. Or if you're one of those people who like to do things the easiest way possible, just play the video below. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Except I just wanted to tell Jessica Graff that you can come back to Provo now. I kind of miss you. Kthanks.</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-64276886565159228812011-02-16T15:17:00.000-08:002011-02-16T15:17:18.892-08:00All The Days<div style="text-align: center;">Alright well, I have some time so back to the 60 day challenge</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><u>DAY 3</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">A picture of the cast from your favorite show.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Modern Family</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This show is just way too fantastic and funny and awesome to not be my favorite show. It also helps that Claire and Phil remind me of my own parents. So that's always fun to compare</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And although Modern Family is my favorite show, I still felt the need to mention my two close seconds:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The Office</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This had been my favorite show for a very long time. And it has a very special place in my heart. How cute.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjegIRNQg82l9C5C0HrKt6vBu0J857DIuL1GVfO3MiLzXl39eDCbTnoEaevnoI_edln6TNmN20PJhIjYolWjn_YDezicRUN9xLqNT0EkxI_BY-zSudy1Y_niUa3Gk5HfwHFaPhkHMpAcGcF/s1600/tree-hill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjegIRNQg82l9C5C0HrKt6vBu0J857DIuL1GVfO3MiLzXl39eDCbTnoEaevnoI_edln6TNmN20PJhIjYolWjn_YDezicRUN9xLqNT0EkxI_BY-zSudy1Y_niUa3Gk5HfwHFaPhkHMpAcGcF/s320/tree-hill.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">One Tree Hill</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I had never watched this show until I came out to college. I always thought it was just a bunch of whiney teenagers who had ridiculous drama, but it turns out I was wrong. Okay well there is some pretty ridiculous stuff that happens, but it is all very entertaining.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><span style="font-size: x-large;">DAY 4</span></u> <span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A picture of your night.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnOdxZvBdiCxQADElySUmR3kLN-n8f7oNnGIaa7dqMAOEf271x1vqdIasVXYudWZEtpry6Qj5xHscAhxjK7GemUdE4-zwPkjAplswkrKult1cN1iAkTJ6JLFJdNm0PrZ9h6hBJesNKo9J/s1600/Stacks_of_paper-300x242.jpg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p39TInlGBD0/TVxYsST4JDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/s1600/Stacks_of_paper-300x242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Studying and homework. Pretty romantic.</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-9584361359526910172011-02-15T01:41:00.000-08:002011-02-15T01:41:53.926-08:00Better Together<div style="text-align: center;">Okay so this isn't part of that challenge thing, but instead here is how I spent my Valentine's Day this year.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So basically there's this girl that's pretty amazing, and her name is Jessica Graff. And for whatever reason she puts up with me and was the best Valentine I could ask for. So here is a review of our night!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got her some pink tulips which stressed me out like you wouldn't believe. But it all worked out in the end.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then I made dinner for us: creamy chicken casserole, green beans, Rhodes rolls, and Martinelli's</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, the creamery ran out of the big bottles so I got a tiny 6 pack. Which we drank straight from the bottle. Because we're super classy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJodi_31HzRmw7S6shi1QZ-SxDgOwmmy8tp6eFLtANbDDmaXCYEKjgOoQ6KiZDrLb62f0c8QPOO5Ey_bhFxzm2ZeAbtxM-NWwG2rVLA-wE9sb-Ii23lDd7lfDdS2pogofuIoB_fhTeK4Xl/s1600/182253_10150143660638140_642803139_8065957_3554794_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">After dinner Jessica gave me my Valentine's gift which consisted of all kinds of things I love: a mix CD, pictures of us, plenty of candy, an almighty pack of Oreos, the creamery's magical mint brownies, and lots of other little thoughtful gifts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then to conclude the night, we watched <i>The Notebook</i>, which I will never ever admit to liking.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">okay I like it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So basically it was a very successful night full of getting fat and watching a cliche romance movie. But best of all I got to spend it with my favorite girl in the world. So that's the important thing right? I hope everyone else had a fantastic Valentine's Day with their girlfriend, boyfriend, best friend, family, themselves or cats.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and that they ate a lot of chocolate. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That is all.</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-33924478664646041132011-02-14T22:03:00.000-08:002011-02-14T23:11:14.902-08:00Better Is One Day<div style="text-align: center;">So Jessica and Kaitlin have been doing this thing called the "60 day challenge" and well, since I never feel very inclined to blog, maybe this will make me care a little bit more. And I'll probably just end up stealing Kaitlin's idea of just doing a few of them at a time and not everyday. So anyway, here we go.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><span style="font-size: x-large;">DAY 1</span></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A picture of yourself with 15 facts</span><u><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGJ4p1LZWySvuM8ioyXXt4BiGVQGGqKq9VwpyctrY0b0c3YzkFydK0sHMWPQcSnPV6pgDKqy1Sd7k1sL8bECWHW9Tv3kQDzcAzOYp6nKLuQ5w5VBSrDtuahJzC212yu42OKT8kFUxoJiA/s1600/69765_10150111911388140_642803139_7547017_4708757_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGJ4p1LZWySvuM8ioyXXt4BiGVQGGqKq9VwpyctrY0b0c3YzkFydK0sHMWPQcSnPV6pgDKqy1Sd7k1sL8bECWHW9Tv3kQDzcAzOYp6nKLuQ5w5VBSrDtuahJzC212yu42OKT8kFUxoJiA/s320/69765_10150111911388140_642803139_7547017_4708757_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><ol><li><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I love sushi</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm obsessed with soccer</span></span></li>
<li>I can raise one eyebrow</li>
<li>I think music is medicine for your emotions</li>
<li>I'm awkward</li>
<li>I have the best girlfriend ever</li>
<li> I try really hard not to judge things because of what society judges them (ex. He Is We)</li>
<li>I am attempting to get into the BYU film program</li>
<li>Contrary to popular belief, I do not curl my hair every morning</li>
<li>I could eat Oreos everyday </li>
<li>I hate my Biology class</li>
<li>I play intramural soccer at BYU</li>
<li>I miss high school soccer more than I probably should</li>
<li>I'm starting my mission papers this week</li>
<li>I have an absolutely amazing family</li>
</ol></div><ol><ol><ol><ol><ol><ol></ol></ol></ol></ol></ol></ol><span style="font-size: x-large;"><u>DAY 2</u></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">A picture of you and the person you have been close with for the longest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Michael Nielsen</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well what can I say? He's been my "big brother" since we were four. And we've had plenty of good times inbetween now and then. You don't just call anyone Big Black you know. </div></div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-47735876918662016652011-02-03T00:09:00.000-08:002011-02-03T00:09:43.006-08:00Won't StopA few days ago in my Book of Mormon class we watched this video and I absolutely loved it. I hope that anyone who watches it does too:<br />
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<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="500" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8nczw6xHJ0I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-40064285659163969982011-01-12T23:46:00.000-08:002011-01-12T23:46:55.328-08:00Age Six Racer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRgpJB74rXggbm_5onUk2x3XOhRSlD_3Igv75kZ14GAZ6ykAIVq6oygG06APa5NItG-CSzfQbrlcTHnSzX3PP528u7B6TkhOGuK5LEZaU97bfWDWHQqTKxO1XACEfDWIqQ_fiNOjZeg0K/s1600/Photo0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRgpJB74rXggbm_5onUk2x3XOhRSlD_3Igv75kZ14GAZ6ykAIVq6oygG06APa5NItG-CSzfQbrlcTHnSzX3PP528u7B6TkhOGuK5LEZaU97bfWDWHQqTKxO1XACEfDWIqQ_fiNOjZeg0K/s320/Photo0052.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bringing my Nintendo 64 to college was a brilliant idea. My roommate Jacob supplied the fourth controller and tonight we went crazy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I still came out on top ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Also, in other news,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I GET TO PLAY INTRAMURAL SOCCER AGAIN!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This may not seem exciting to anyone because I already told everyone that I was going to be playing, but what ended up happening is that when we went to sign up for this semester, the teams were all filled up already. We were put on the waiting list so I asked Breeann to talk to everyone she knew to see if I could get a spot on their team, but to no avail. But finally, today we were told a spot opened up and we have our first game tomorrow! And well,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">I'M REALLY EXCITED!!!!!!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">that is all.</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-11771129161681206172010-12-31T17:24:00.000-08:002010-12-31T17:30:42.327-08:00The New Year<div style="text-align: center;">Needless to say, 2010 has been one of the craziest and exciting years of my life. For many, many reasons.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">An incredible High School soccer career ends after we lost 1-2 in the State Finals</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I heard back from a PSA contest I entered and won first place! Oh, and $1,000...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was lucky enough to be able to visit the beautiful island of St. Thomas</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I finally graduated from High School</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got to spend a super fun weekend at Lexi's camp with all my friends</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I went with the Bridge family to the World's Greatest Waterpark Schlitterbahn</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><u><b>July </b></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Senior Trip to Disney World!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And well, the rest is history. Or you know, already on my blog.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So 2010 was a crazy and exciting adventure, but all good things must come to an end. But just because one good thing ends doesn't mean another can't begin does it? Tonight I will ceremoniously blow up plenty of fireworks, and look forward to what 2011 will bring.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Another semester of college</div><div style="text-align: center;">Plenty of new friends</div><div style="text-align: center;">Plenty of new memories with old friends</div><div style="text-align: center;">Exploring exciting new places</div><div style="text-align: center;">Learning to ski/snowboard</div><div style="text-align: center;">And of course the big one:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Being called to serve a mission somewhere in this crazy world.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So bring it on 2011, I'm ready.</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-90411310636330841842010-12-29T00:00:00.000-08:002010-12-29T00:00:08.224-08:00Everything's Magic<div style="text-align: center;">Jessica Graff,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Today is your lucky day.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Forever has shown us that leaving home and living on your own isn't guaranteed to be an easy thing. In fact, it can be a really, really hard thing. Exactly 18 weeks ago I moved into my dorm at BYU, and exactly 18 weeks ago I met my best friend.<br />
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So anyway, that was a nice cheesy, semi-dramatic beginning to a blog post. But I do mean it. Yeah, usually when a guy would opt to calling his girlfriend his best friend it's a problem. But in this case I just feel that of all the different labels you can apply to a person to identify them, she's my best friend above anything else. Which is a pretty freaking sweet deal. Just saying.<br />
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Jessica is Breeann's roommate Kaitlin's little sister (it's fun to make these connections), and because of this, we've been blessed with the opportunities to do things that most freshmen probably wouldn't be able to get to do together. For example:<br />
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Trips to Salt Lake for General Conference<br />
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A Trip to Vegas <br />
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Harry Potter Midnight Premieres<br />
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Or just plain old Sunday dinner<br />
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She surprised me at almost every soccer game I had<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anyway, to sum it up Jessica has made my first semester at BYU completely different and better than I could have expected. She's someone I can rely on, someone I can turn to when I'm feeling down, and someone who will just sit on a couch all day and eat junk food with me. What more could I possibly ask for? It's going to be really hard to say goodbye when I leave for my mission, but I'm always going to be coming back right? Who knows what will happen next, but I think things always have a way of working themselves out. So thank you Jess, for all the big things you've done or been through with me, but more importantly for all the little things. Thank you for being that someone I can know and trust for right now and always.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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ps I stinking miss you! </div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-54163333224014684832010-12-25T21:49:00.000-08:002010-12-25T21:49:46.386-08:00Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas<div style="text-align: center;">So I was sitting at home enjoying the lovely Christmas atmosphere when I remembered that I had this thing called a blog. So here I am updating all the people (no one) that read my blog.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well obviously, I am now back in Louisiana and am enjoying the fact that I can wear shorts anytime I like. So when I first came home from the airport, there were two really big packages waiting for me in the living room...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So basically. I was so excited that they were here I threw up the next morning! Seriously though. I threw up. And laid in bed the whole next day. It sucked. But the next day I was fine and we had some crazy fun. Here are some obscure videos that don't show anything. Feel free to fill in the endings with your imagination.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then of course, there was Christmas. And my family is crazy so this is what you get:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've been so busy I pretty much haven't even had a chance to see any of my friends! But I'll be able to see them all next week! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, that's about it. Merry Christmas everyone!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/APgzky3RujA" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="400"></iframe></div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-58644408264414646512010-12-16T18:21:00.000-08:002010-12-16T18:34:41.608-08:00Wasting Time<div style="text-align: center;">Well finals are officially over for me and I have absolutely nothing to do! Jessica and Brenton have both left to go home already, and as time continues, many more of my friends will be slipping off to their own corner of the world, myself included (3 days!). Needless to say there are not very many forms of entertainment. But here are some things that I've found.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>1. The Creamery is and always will be overpriced.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are a few of the more ridiculous prices:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> A) A normal box of Goldfish for $8.00.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">3) <b>The snow</b>. I was coming home from my first day of finals and found this outside our dorm. It was magical. Also if you care I took a timelapse of an entire day. So you can watch that if you want:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">That is all. Can't wait to be home!</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-74509770361172480032010-12-13T14:08:00.000-08:002010-12-13T14:08:49.479-08:00The Final CountdownYup. Finals are here. As I'm sure anyone who has read any college kid's blog would know.<br />
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So I feel weird because I feel like a lot of people have been really stressed and studying like crazy for all their tests, and I really haven't spent that much time doing so... I'm sure the classes I'm taking has something to do with it but still. I'm like concerned that I'm not worrying enough.<br />
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Oh well! I guess I'm doing okay because I took my Mission Prep test this morning and got a 98% on it! Then 30 seconds later I reentered the Testing Room and took a Book of Mormon test for two hours. But it payed off because I got a 91%! Woo. Unfortunately, those are the two easiest classes and I have three more to take. Finals weeks is dumb<br />
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Only about a week til I'm back in the warmth. Can't wait.Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-65878963270708868502010-12-08T22:40:00.000-08:002010-12-10T21:17:24.338-08:00Be Here<div style="text-align: center;">So there is this band called Parachute.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And they're amazing and everyone should know about them.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had the opportunity to see them in concert in August 2009 and they did NOT disappoint.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway, I just really like them and if you're into that kind of music then you should like them too. Here are three of their music videos, but I'd also recommend just listening to the song "Be Here" that I have in my playlist. Their second album is supposed to come out in early 2011 and I can't wait. Anyway, for your listening pleasure, Parachute:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I made the better one, along with some other timelapses. Here ya go.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">But the same meaningless words can mean so much, it just all depends on when they're used.</div><div style="text-align: center;">"I'm sorry."</div><div style="text-align: center;">They can make the difference. They can be empty.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some words are used more than they should be.</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Love"</div><div style="text-align: center;">No one ever seems to use this word the way it should be anymore.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just because someone picked your pencil up for you doesn't mean you love them.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I always wished I could be a master of words. I always want to be able to say the right things at the right time. But I guess that's something we have to continue to learn. To get better at. And until that day comes, I guess I'll just have to deal with my awkward moments and my inability to find the choice words to seal the deal. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just a thought.</div>Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-90477610864736755692010-12-04T13:18:00.000-08:002010-12-04T13:18:36.684-08:00Happiness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5J9DlN6h7VyCktvGajEDQ7smWI7w8F9TBMXcbul3GbNyQhCIl2fBpPHVcmRtQmejdTzaWTtFzoTiD9xA7crS9YSsNZNe6_TcBlMOHwrUtkbmS9aaGgrF0f9KII-M-2g8zRefkCo_igfGk/s1600/Photo0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5J9DlN6h7VyCktvGajEDQ7smWI7w8F9TBMXcbul3GbNyQhCIl2fBpPHVcmRtQmejdTzaWTtFzoTiD9xA7crS9YSsNZNe6_TcBlMOHwrUtkbmS9aaGgrF0f9KII-M-2g8zRefkCo_igfGk/s320/Photo0003.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>So Jess and I decided to attempt cooking some super real food, you know, besides our regular pasta. And Mom, I thought you'd be proud to see that we made one of the recipes you gave me. So yes, it only took about 3 and a half months before I realized it's possible to make good food on my own. And that, that is happiness.Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-83057346449393262382010-11-30T22:35:00.000-08:002010-11-30T22:35:17.953-08:00Surprise, Surprise<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQy1uce-8xwaZVV8P81WgIiLmi2MtuY5WMWLaSp94CN94TZQnzLmlkxEBy7T_42aL69EJ_eB0WctoLNtvJb1rxYSER-4kK4oTyQxxeNR_gLtqTmc0Iv-_v_0X3d7oCnAphLYV_EpwHVfWw/s1600/73607_1681972373159_1353078803_31808968_5246484_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well all I can say is that I was so happy that I went home for Thanksgiving! Well, I kind of went home. Breeann and I flew into New Orleans Tuesday night and drove two hours back to Lafayette. I got home around 9 PM or so and got to see all of my family! Needless to say we take really cool pictures:</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And as tradition would have it, we went out one night and dug a huge hole on the beach. Unfortunately, this year we couldn't find any shovels so we used dustpans. Still worked. The weirdest thing was that Big Black didn't come with us to Destin... His company was greatly missed. Anyway, these holes were about 5 and a half feet deep. And it only took us about 3 hours! Woooo.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Good times in the dorms:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This past Friday I also got to go to my first BYU basketball game, which we won by like 25 points or something. Pretty sweet.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And to close off this post- Mom, Dad, and Sav- turns out there are weird Mormons here too. You can't really tell in the picture, but here's a young lad cutting his nails in priesthood meeting:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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So first off I am more than freaking excited to be going home for Thanksgiving now!! My amazing parents decided to get Breeann and me plane tickets back home and I'm absolutely overjoyed to go home to the warmth and stress free zone. So thank you sooooooooooooo much for being the best parents ever! I'm sure Savannah is pretty excited for us to come back too because well, look what we left her with... just kidding! Love you guys.<br />
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So once again the snow began to fall today, but luckily it was pretty sunny and none of it stuck.<br />
I went to the Media Arts office yesterday to pick up my application for the film program here at BYU, and holy. crap. That thing is insane. Definitely something I'm going to have to put a large chunk of time into. However there is just one little part of the whole thing that I'm looking forward to. One of the requirements is that I make a 3 minute film that showcases my abilities. And it has to be something I make here and something that I write, shoot, and direct and do not appear in. So I'm going to have to come up with some kind of interesting idea. Hopefully something will come to me.Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-29292086812304277152010-11-09T16:50:00.000-08:002010-11-10T21:22:09.751-08:00AlwaysThere's nothing like finding yourself faced by an obstacle. Obstacles are generally designed to block your path, keep you from pushing forward. But sometimes obstacles are only obstacles because you make them that way. Take doors for example. At some point someone has the decision to make that door an obstacle or not. Sometimes they're open. Sometimes they're closed. Sometimes they're locked. And sometimes they're unlocked and you just have a really hard time figuring out how to open it, when all it takes is a little bit of understanding. Times like these don't come with instruction manuals, it's common knowledge right? Maybe, but maybe not. Either way all it takes is a little try. Unfortunately that try doesn't always yield the results you want. So you try again. And again. You keep trying until something works, or you finally understand. Maybe you tried to unscrew the door by it's hinges, but instead it fell on top of you. This will hurt you, but eventually you'll wiggle your way out from underneath and make it through the opening you worked so hard to get. That you endured that pain to get. But is that pain worth the trouble of getting that door open? I suppose that's something you have to figure out for yourself. <br />
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You won't always know what's on the other side. Maybe you'll finally get that door open only to see another door immediately on the other side. Except this door can't be opened by any clever moves or any secret techniques. This door has a timer, and all you have to do is wait.Wait for a door to open without any idea what could be waiting on the other side. It could open to a room filled to the brim with nothing, or maybe a room void of any empty space, cluttered with everything you could have ever wanted. Maybe you don't even want to know what's on the other side of the door, and it would be so much easier to just move on to the next unlocked door. But that door with the timer will always be set in the back your mind. You'll always wonder what was waiting on the other side. You might go so far from that door that it's too late and too far to go back. But you'll know that the timer eventually ceased, and someone could have come along and opened it for themselves, even after you worked so hard to get that first door open.<br />
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Our lives are full of doors. Doors aren't made to withstand large amounts of abuse, they aren't going to always be there waiting to be opened. But that doesn't mean you can't reinforce the doors. Add the nails, add the planks, add the steel. Take the time to make the door strong and unbreakable. Do this and the door can never fall. The door will be there through the storms and the waves. The door will be there forever and always.Hunter Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01793340795010523008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489431578298470739.post-74730061926998626912010-11-06T15:46:00.000-07:002010-11-07T20:28:08.840-08:00ForeverSo today I finally got to go to my first BYU football game! My friend Justin had an extra ticket and so I got to go for free. It was pretty sweet. And we won 52-7 (I think, we left a little early) so pretty crazy.<br />
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Walking around campus is a pretty cool thing. Fall is here and the leaves have all turned to red, orange, and yellow. It's interesting to watch the leaves falling from the tree and to think about the process the trees are going through, and to make a connection from those to yourself. As the leaves fall, it's the beginning of an ending. Everything seems to be fading away and coming to an end. There's a simple beauty in the colors and the motions of the leaves falling, a place that we should hope to find ourselves at the end of a stage of our life. Not necessarily when we die, but just at a stage where a part of your life ends and a new one begins. As new leaves begin to grow, they sprout young and confused, just as we are in the beginning. As they grow they begin to feel out the role they are meant for. But then the winds come. The snow comes. The storms come. Those leaves are thrown and tossed. Some leaves fall and can't hold on. But there are those who continue to hold on, continue to hold to the solid branch, not for any specific reason, but because they would know it is what they need to do. They know they need to hold to that, because something about it just feels right. They know that they need that branch just as much as the branch needs them. So hold on, because you never know how much you could really mean to someone, even if you appear to be the weak one holding on for dear life. Your perception isn't the only one. So hold on, hold on.<br />
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