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Monday, May 31, 2010

For the record

I am now a graduate.
Yes, I'm still in denial a little bit...
AND (drum roll please)I am blogging on this lovely little laptop I call my own. :)
Quite exciting don't you think?
So I'm gonna summarize Grad Night, since Explaining would take too long. :p
Rock wall? All the way to the top... yeah, I'm kinda proud of myself too. Volleyball, boxer bingo, guitar hero, basketball, laser tag, deal or no deal, FOOD, pictures, synchronized swimming contest, music, no caffinated beverages :(, getting a bottle of water thrown on me, dancing, slipping ice down water thrower's shirt, hugs, high fives and wrap it all up with Denny's at 5 in the morning. :) It was WAY fun. I think I'm still recovering. Haha

Well, now I'm sort of caught up. So there.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I Am Superwoman.

I just cleaned the messiest room on the face of this PLANET! Truly. It was disastrous.
And then I did some laundry. By some I mean pretty much every article of clothing I own. And some socks. And I fixed my retarded sink, and cleaned the bathroom and all sorts of fun stuff.

But I have to admit.
I'm feelin pretty negative today. Basically graduation isn't coming fast enough and teachers feel the need to squeeze in a ton more last minute information. Really. It's quite silly of them. Like any of us are coherent enough to pay attention? Like anyone's going to remember?
And then when I try to sleep on the floor of AP English (it was ok. Mrs. E gave me a blanket and we were watching a movie.) a certain BOY kept being annoying and poking me and saying in a rather sesame street-ish voice, "WAAAAKKE UPP SHANNNON!!!" (Now that I think about it he sounded more like the giant odd guy from the Goonies.)

And. I hate Subway. Just so you know.
This could be a long summer.

Luckily I know a little song. Lots of 'sunny side sunny side's and 'eather bunnies'. :p (Knock knock. -Who's there? Cargo. -Cargo who? Car go BEEP BEEP! Run over the Eather bunny.)
Truly folks it's a classic... And you will feel no pain when life's driving you insane if you stay on the sunny side of life.
Just sayin.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Dear love and or anything that resembles it... dear high school relationships and guy friends and anything that can be twisted into something remotely

(blast ran out of room.) Dramatically romantic...

I hate you.

You are the definition of my insanity.




Thank you, that is all.














Ok so not all. I just realized like it actually dawned on me realized that this week is the last legit week of my high school career... WEIRD!
Just sayin.
Oh and the 'Cedar City Madrigals' concert thing was awesomely fun. Even if we all pretty much forgot one line in one of the Les Miserables songs... And that one part of Kua Rongo... But nevertheless... it was fun.

The End.

I'm now going to devour an ice cream cake. And enjoy every fattening second of it.
Peace out.
Or hatred... sometimes that stuff floats the boat rather nicely.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ERIN!!!!

Happy birthday to YOU! :D

Today ladies and gents, my sister of the name of Erin (affectionately known as 'Ernie' :p She may kill me for that one...) Is the grand age of DD... yes folks, that means Dating and Driving. Equally scary. ;) She's SWEET SIXTEEN!!!!







So the car? It's not Erin. And sadly it doesn't belong to her either... she'd just appreciate it. Luv ya seester! ;) Even if you do tattle about hand washing nail polish escapades. (Nope, never gonna live it down. ;p)

HAPPYHAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY happy HAPPY HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY!!!! You've officially hit the mad-completely bonkers stage of life. But all the best people are... ;)

Monday, May 17, 2010

PI KAY MY KA KEE MY RAH!

Ya... not really sure what that has to do with anythin.
OH yeah. It's part of the song that I need to memorize by Thursday. With actions. Grand. Also, I had to miss fourth hour to go to CV to practice this very song with their mads... and then run back speedy quick to teach a bunch of snotty fourth graders. :p (Ok so the snotty part was a wee bit of an exaggeration. They just didn't listen a whole lot... except for when Spencer, aka 'grape man' came in and did a dramatic 'struuuumm'! Vegetables are greaaaat... singing act thing.) Crazy chaotic beautiful infuriating confusing upsetting glorious miraculous fast paced life.

Wednesday- girls movie party/ Erin my favorite 16 year old (almost) sister's birthday
Thursday- Combined Cedar City Madrigals concert at the Heritage Center, 6:30 I believe. It's gonna be sweet... just sayin. You should all show up. :)

Friday- PIUTE HIGH'S GRADUATION! I kinda can't believe it. Anyway, I'm going to that one for sure!
Saturday... who knows. Yet.

And I still don't know my Subway Schedule for this week.

STRESS!

(scream it at the top of your lungs a few times. Swish it around in your mouth... You'll feel better. Promise.)

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Dear Weather,

I approve slightly more so than that stunt you pulled earlier this week.
Rain=good. Snow= not so good. :) Got it?
I'm glad. :p

Anyway, so today was supposed to be senior sluff day. And then I got all these texts saying that it's next week instead because of the weather. So I had to go to school after all. Stinkin 90% attendance policy. Just sayin.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

This post

goes out to the prying, music stealing, attempted hand holding, mean teasing males of America. And other humanized nations.

Let me make myself very clear. In fact, by doing this I'm granting you a large favor men. So listen up.

You're driving us all nuts. If you ask what's wrong and we say nothing, ask again. Sometimes we want you to prove you really care and wanna know. However, when we've said, don't worry about it, nothing, I'm fine, it's sort of none of your business, etc... we pretty much want you to just hush up and walk the other direction.
A prime example of what not to do would be, eh, I don't know... sending "You're so rude for not spilling your life story to me- my testosterone levels are ridiculously high for my age but I control it and be nice anyway, blah blah blah blah..." (Yes, perhaps you're 'nice', sir. But you're a total handsy action oriented fellow. So the previous statement holds no significance in my eyes.) Just sayin. Those sorts of texts usually don't work.

Also when someone looks like they're about as cuddly as a porcupine... don't press your luck with an unwanted hug. A- it just messed up my hair. B- ew. and C- You're gettin a little over eager and although the first "Are you ok" was considerate of you, the following MILLION gestures were a wee bit superfluous.

-Now- :)
On the bright side, State Choir was actually sort of fun. We went ice skating... (Wait. I suddenly decided I can't remember if I already rambled about this. If I have just pretend you care, and skip over it. :p)
Ice skating. Oh yes.
There were three kind of people. The super macho show off type, the 'I just broke every bone in my body because I have no balance with this madness' kind, and the type that probably could have been fine by themselves but clung to someone else -usually the show off macho ones- in order to get some much needed previously neglected human affection. Even if it was fake affection.

One boy looked like he was about to eat a baby, he was so angry from falling a bajillion times. A chaperon lady fell and got a concussion, one girl face planted, and another girl was glued to my arm and nearly killed me a lot of times. :p And then I skated mostly alone... until Mr. Clever boy discovered that the music playing at the rink was most opportune and fortunate for him so he'd ask a girl to 'dance'. Which basically entailed holding hands and skating during the song. Smooth huh? Haha, I should've thought of that one. ;) And thus we have the quote: "Woah! I held five hands in one night! I'm a playah!!" "It was ice skating. It doesn't count." :p

So I just found out today that we pretty much stunk at state. We got a 2, and two 1-'s. Ha. So much for quality. But hey, we've got quantity and I figure as long as you have one of the q's you're good to go. :)


So. Now that I've sort of ended on a nicer sounding note... I'm gonna go hunt down some prozac. :)
Have a nice Tuesday.
Even though it snowed.

Thursday, May 06, 2010

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

It's the most wonderful time... of the year.
(Yeah, I have a Christmas song stuck in my head. But that's not the point.)
My baby sister is now 8 years old.

... Do you know what this means???

It means its super special and she got a super adorably beautiful white baptism dress and she'll be 'the newest member of the church'...(I remember feeling ridiculously cool when one of the members of the Circleville bishopric said that about me. :p)

Bri is, and forever will be, our "mama queen". (Yes sisters, that means we will forever be the baby queens. Haha, what a cute little diva.)

And now, in all of my Subway stinking glory, I think I'll go join the wild play-dough party in the kitchen.

Happy Birthday baby sister! I love you lots!









Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Seminary's breath of fresh air




"There is a beautiful story of a man, and a fire. This man lived on his own plot of land, with his own little farm. He spent hours working on his land, and it gave him great pleasure to make things with his own two hands. He had spent the past week completing a new hen house, and was proud of his efforts. It wasn't anything fancy- but it was his hard work. One night the man awoke with the realization that there was a fire outside his house. To his dismay, the newly built chicken coop was engulfed in flames, but with relief he noticed that all the chickens seemed to have made it out of the large door he created for them. When the fire was extinguished and the coop was beyond repair the man ventured in to survey the full extent of the damage. It was devastating. While looking over the beams he stumbled on something that appeared to be a single, dead chicken. In his frustration the man kicked the animal, muttering 'stupid bird,' but what he saw next would amaze him. When the body was kicked there was a flurry of motion. Tears brimmed in the man's eyes when he noticed a tiny cluster of badly singed, but very much alive baby chicks. The mother hen had gathered them beneath her when she realized they wouldn't make it out in time. She had saved her babies lives. ..."

3 Nephi 10:4-6 "... I have gathered you as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings..."

Alma 34:16 "And thus mercy can satisfy the demands of justice, and encircles them in the arms of safety, while he that exercises no faith unto repentance is exposed to the whole law of the demands of justice..."




Christ extends his arms of mercy unto us, he shields us from the pain and danger we find ourselves in today's world. We just have to remember to do our part of the work.
He truly is our beautiful savior, and I'm so thankful for the knowledge we have of his love. :)

Have a wonderful Tuesday :)

Monday, May 03, 2010

Dear May.

Your arrival means Summer is close by.
However this whole end of level testing isn't making me very happy.
Perhaps you could fix that.
Love Me. The disgruntled and stressed senior.


Heaven help us. :p

Saturday, May 01, 2010

Dear soul, here's some music to feed on.

Music is one of the most incredible things ever, isn't it? Especially when it's GOOD music! I love instrumental music. Like this, or this. Or even this!
And I love choir songs (like this one, this one, and this one :) And this too.), mostly since this year I did choir. I think it's even more appreciated once you've taken part in creating the music.
Or sometimes some crazy music is much appreciated. Like Crazy rock stuff (blind cougar and such. ;p)

Also. only 27 more days til graduation. Insanely crazy yes? Yes.
Have a marvelous Saturday everyone- 'cause it's a special day. Go get ready for Sunday.

ALSO the AP English final is Thursday. My stomach has now caught onto that news and is feeling sickly. Ha.