Hodge Podge

I'm typing this post before I type in a title. We'll see what it turns into. I've actually been waiting for a great, funny story to happen before I blog again and nothing super funny has turned up.... so I'll just stick with my little stories and updates.

IN LOVE with Casablanca. That movie is an emotional roller coaster. It makes me want to watch more master pieces from past decades. Since I don't have much time to lay around and watch movies though I want some recommendations. Next on my list is How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying and then Avengers! I want that to come out on dvd so bad. Also can't wait for Les Mis to come to theatres. eek! I'm going to be in that soon too. Fun fun fun.

Awkward moments... 1) I was walking up the stairs at school to my physics class and then suddenly I felt someone pounding on my back pack. I looked behind me and it was some random girl I've never met before. What the?!?! She sorta smiled at me. Either she thought I was someone else, one of my friends walked by, I'm crazy, or she's crazy. Guess I'll never know. 2) My seminary teacher announced to the class that my best friend and I are engaged. Then, my other guy friend tried to plan our wedding with my mom the next day... in front of a bunch of friends. Why? lol 3) A director and music director talked through almost my entire audition... haha that was fine though. 4) Lost our first home football game. I brought a friend to it and it was sooo boring. 37 to 0? ouch.  5) My phone makes a screaming sound when I get a text. It is normally on vibrate though. Well, during the fitness routine at DYW someone sent me a text and the volume was on loud. My final embarrassing moment was claiming the screaming bag in front of a handful of girls I don't know. haha life.

One expression says so much. I love knowing someone so well that all you have to do is make a face and they know exactly what you're thinking. My favorite part of choir is definitely staring at friends and trying to get them to laugh. ;) I'm super excited for retreat! The theme is Harry Potter and the shirts look awesome. Sooo many events coming up. It makes me feel like I should get a job again... but who has time? We also played Bigger or Better in choir. This is a scavenger hunt type game. We divided into groups of 4 or 5 and each group was given a paper clip. The team member who had the paper clip that day was in charge of trading it for something bigger or better. Gab had it first and she got a stuffed dog. The next day Laura traded that for a giant painting. Levi returned with rock band for a ps2. I traded that for a microwave. Bryce kept the microwave and gave us a play tower. <3 I now have a castle in the choir room. Go Cobras! With that microwave we were kind of hooligans.... We burned cds and tooth picks, exploded soap, and turned on light bulbs. I'm glad our old microwave is going to good use. So does anyone want Rock Band?

Tori's birthday was this month and we made her cupcakes. <3 I'm exactly 6 months older than her. Riley will be 16 at the end of this month. Party! I think it's time for a road trip.... when is the only question. Now the song Life is a Highway is Stuck in my head. I think that includes this random blog post. I smell cookies!

Senior?

Just finished up day two as a Senior and it really doesn't feel all that different than the last few years of High School. I guess there were no jitters or real worries. By Senior Year you really do know the school in and out and there isn't anyone older than you to think about on campus. A part of me wishes and hopes that the underclassmen respect me the way I use to respect seniors my freshman and sophomore years. They just seemed so cool, smart, talented, funny.... I doubt I'm as amazing as I think I am, but it would be nice if some young-ins thought of me in awe as I did of those few seniors back then. :)

I wasn't able to change my schedule and drop lunch to be AP Human Geo or ASL 3 like I was hoping, but I am content with my schedule none the less. I start off the day with Meyer for Comp 101. Creative writing is usually a piece of cake so I'm not too concerned. Next, I head over to AP Government with Abbott and I already adore her. She is hilarious and I'm sure she knows her stuff. Every time she talks about Kemmer I miss him! Second hour is concert choir. Choir is choir. Nothin new there. Third hour I'm with Franzen learning AP AB Calc. Haha he seems nice and like a good teacher so maybe I won't die during this final year of math. Performance Theatre follows that with the push to raise your stakes on stage! Fifth hour. Lunch. I guess a break in the middle of the day is welcome. Sixth hour I sit next to Laura and together we will power through physics until lastly, I hit seminary. This will be my first, and only, year with Brother Geottle so I'm excited to get to know him along with the others in my seminary class (even though I already know most of them). Well there we are! 0-7 with a lunch and let the year continue. I'm still having some mixed feeling, but "we don't even have to try, it's always a good time!"

After my mom driving me to and from school the last three years I feel guilty. I should have walked.... but who wants to do that?!?! I've decided to try to take another stab at the truck so Joey is reteaching me how to drive the blasted stick shift, no air, no radio, truck. Driving myself around in an extra car would be so convenient. A day or two ago I ventured out of the neighborhood  to the High School to practice with Joey. There is this awful light in between the elementary school and the high school that I seemed to have stalled at not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES. Yes, I am completely embarrassed. My only defense is that the truck is simply terrifying to drive. On the third attempt to go, my old English teacher drove up and waited at the light behind us. Joey was done sitting at the intersection so he pushed me to try again at this third green light and I finally pulled out just as the light switched from yellow to red... leaving my old English teacher to wait for the next light. Sorry Zona! Both of them have teased me quite a bit since that and I'm still not ready to take "Little Red" (as my dad likes to call the truck) anywhere outside of the neighborhood by myself. *deep breath* They say practice makes perfect. I just hope practice takes away that awful feeling in my stomach when I start to release the clutch at a green light.