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Sunday, August 31, 2008

Love Thy Neighbor?

Today, we went to church. The whole morning, I had been really upset, Ashley wouldn't let me into "our" bathroom to do my hair after I got out of the shower, so my hair was ugly because I didn't even do it (just brushed it and let it dry, which I never do), and I just wasn't very happy. I also had a presidency meeting after church, my friend was in the hospital, and I had to give the stupid lesson in Sunday School.

So I went into Sacrament Meeting still feeling like crap. I resisted the urge to run outside and freak out all during the opening exercises and stuff and even during Sis. Barlow's talk. I told myself that even though I was having a bad day, I was still going to do my lesson and not make someone else give it. When the next person got up to speak, mom took me outside on this hill at the back of the building, and we talked about stuff that was bothering me, and by the time we went back inside and the meeting was about over, I was feeling pretty good, even though I was self-conscious because this dress I was wearing made my butt big like the ugly step sisters in Cinderella, my hair was all weird, and I didn't even put on any makeup.


I went into Sunday School feeling happier and pretending everything was dandy. Everyone wanted to go outside, and since I was the teacher of the day and it was my choice, I said OK. It was really windy, but they still wanted to be out there. Everyone sat down except for Matt even though I told him multiple times to. I was pretty surprised, usually he's the best behaved in the class. I told Joye to give the opening prayer, but she didn't really want to, but I finally got her to, and everyone started to be quiet, but she started giggling, so I told Ethan to do it instead, but he didn't want to. Thankfully, Ryan offered to give it.

I started trying to give the lesson, which was titled "Love Thy Neighbor", while Matt still was doing whatever and people were talking. I asked them questions, and they started answering them, and a couple opened their scriptures when I told them to. Then Ethan went over to join Matt, and Andy (the "Sunday School Teacher" apparently) got a huge ball of grass and threw it at them and went to join them too. I just kept on going, asking them some more questions. I kept on telling Ethan, Andy, and Matt to answer the questions, but they were ignoring me. At least Ryan, Ben, and Joye were actually listening to me, so I gave them each gum. I then asked them to open their scriptures, and it took them a while before they finally did, and then I asked them to start reading, but then I looked at them, and they had closed their scriptures again. I told them we were going to read that and to open them again, but they ignored me, and I had no idea what was going on. I finally go so mad I threw the teacher's manual back at Andy, picked up my scriptures, and stormed back inside. I was so mad, they were being completely rude!

I was having a horrible day, and mom finally made it a bit happier for me, but they just made me feel worse. So much for love thy neighbor. I didn't even get past the first page of the manual. I know sometimes I'm obnoxious, but I'm never that bad am I? And even when I am rowdy, I always listen to the lesson and I'm able to tell you what it's about. I didn't want to stay in the church building and do nothing and wait for them to come find me, if they felt nice enough to. I went outside and walked straight home, crying the whole time. Nice job boys! You made a girl cry! When I finally got there, I put my stuff in my room, went into the living room...and played the piano. I always do this if I'm upset. I get to pound on the keys and express myself. I play two fairly long pieces that I had been working on, then got up to see the time. I saw that it was about ten minutes before YW started. I went into my bedroom to do my makeup so I wouldn't feel so ugly, and then I did my hair. I then walked back up to the church. I went into YW and felt even worse because all of the mia maids were going to their leader's house to eat cereal and listen to the lesson, which they do every month, but they usually have salsa or cinnamon rolls. I won't be a mia maid for another month and a half.

After church finally ended, I found that Ethan had left a voicemail and a text message saying sorry and that he was such a jerk. I was glad he apologized, unlike the other boys. I don't really blame Joye, she wasn't really that bad.

Now, I'm in comfortable sweats, mom is making a delicious dinner, and Amanda and Chelsie are sleeping over. All is well.


Moral of the story: Love Thy Neighbor!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Some of My Favorite Quotes

These are some of my favorite quotest or sayings! For those of you who don't want to read the whole list, at least look at the last one!

  • I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.
  • Always forgive you enemies-nothing annoys them so much
  • I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.
  • Everyone makes mistakes. The trick is to make mistakes when no one is looking
  • Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone sees it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings
  • When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
  • What do you mean, my birth certificate expired?
  • Is it good if a vacuum really sucks? (haha, Sariah, remember that?)
  • A good friend would bail you out of jail, a best friend will be sitting next to you saying, "dude, that was freakin' awesome!"
  • Life was so much easier when my clothes didn't match and boys had cooties.
  • Why do people say "no offence" if they're about to offend someone?
  • Everyone is entitled to be stupid-you're just abusing the privilege.
  • The man that smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on.
  • What you call dog with no legs? Don't matter what you call him, he ain't gonna come.
  • Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died.
  • Everyone wants to go to heaven; but nobody wants to die
  • When you are courting (a.k.a. dating) a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity. - Albert Einstein
  • Keep smiling, it makes people wonder what you're up to
  • I'm not quiet, I'm plotting
  • The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese
  • I do whatever my ricecrispies tell me to do
  • I'm going to live life or die trying
  • They say the truth will set you free. But then why is it that every time I tell the truth I get sent to my room?
  • Consciousness-that annoying time between naps.

And...the best for last!

  • Birdie, birdie, in the sky, why'd you do that in my eye? Looks like sugar, tastes like sap. OMGSH! IT'S BIRDIE CRAP!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

School...

Today was the second day of school. The first day, I went to school and listened to teachers drone on about classroom rules while I dozed off a bit, and they had us tell about ourselves as if anyone else in the class cares. The only class that was really fun was choir. That class is so fun! There's like 70 girls in it.

After my seventh period class (it's English, and my English teacher is really quiet, soft and nice unlike strict, weird, terrifying Mrs. Keeler or Mrs. Killer) I tried out for volleyball. I though I was doing pretty well. I made serves over the net, did some nice spikes, bumps, sets, all of that fun stuff. But unfortunately, I didn't make the first cut. Today, I went to one of the volleyball coaches to ask what I should work on because I though I did a dang good job (inside of my head, I was kinda hoping they'd say "but didn't you make the first cut? I put you down to, oops! My mistake, yes come after school today for the second cut"). She said that I was getting very good, but I needed consistency. I would make some really good spikes or bumps, and then I'd do one or two that weren't very good, and I needed to always make them good. I was glad when I heard that, because I was afraid she'd say that I was horrible and needed to work on all of my skills if I wanted to slightest chance of making it next year. So, it's not like I'm bad, I just need to make sure I won't do the bad spike or whatever every now and then, it needs to always be good.

So just like last year, I'm really quiet during school and I don't seem to really fit in anywhere. The friends I hang out with are all loud and fun, and I just stand around and smile like some idiot. Some of you may find that hard to believe, seeing me bouncing off the walls at church, but at school, I'm not shy, but I just do my own thing and don't really talk or do much.

We took a pre-test in Geometry, and he said that anyone who got 20 or over right does well in Geometry and doesn't struggle. I got 25/43. Yay!! I couldn't remember how to factor the equation or find the slope and midpoint so just guessed. I got the factoring right actually. So maybe I'll do better at Geometry that with Algebra and mom won't get mad at me because heaven forbid I get a B+! For me in pre-algebra, that would've been a bit sad, but in Algebra, that's great!


Let's see how school goes...

Oh yeah, dad finally got this computer in the kitchen working so I don’t have to steal mom’s!! Yay dad!
One more thing, people like Aunt Suzie, Aunt Marjorie, etc. Could you add me to the people who are aloud to see your blog when you get the chance? I like to see what you guys are doing too. My email's falling_stars2481@yahoo.com.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Volleyball

This past week, I've been going to a volleyball camp at my junior high. It went from Tuesday to Friday, 1-3PM. Last year, I went to the volleyball camp, too. I tried out for the team last year, but didn't make it. I'm hoping I can make it this year.

I've pretty much been having trouble with serving, and some of my other skills aren't as good as they could be too. I would go to the volleyball court at the park with dad, and I couldn't get the stupid ball to go over the net. I am pretty good at bumping the ball, and I sorta need a little help with setting. I did have some issues with spiking too. Spiking was also a bit hard because I'm not tall enough to do it the correct way over the net.

I went to the park with dad Thursday and Friday morning before volleyball to work on my skills. On Thursday I started to get pretty upset because I couldn't serve still and I was in a bad mood. Miraculously though, I got two over the net during camp. I was so excited to practice with dad the next day, but I still couldn't get it over the net. I didn't get upset that time, but after a while, we started to work on spiking and I got loads better. I just have to hit it more up when I do it.

On the last day, we got into four lines and had five minutes to serve the ball over the net, go get it, and then give it to the next person in line. We had to get it into a hula hoop on the first bounce to get a point though. I was really happy because I actually got the ball over the net multiple times. The only time I got it into a hoop was when I hit a girl on the other side, and it bounced off of her into the hoop. I don't think that counts.

We worked on spiking after that, and I did very well I thought, and then we did some games.

Tryouts are on Monday (first day of school) right after school, and that's when they'll make the first cut. I asked them what they looked for, and they said skill, teachable, quick on their feet, and that sometimes they take someone who isn't very good over someone who is because of being easy to teach or something. I think I have a fair chance of making it. If I don't though, at least I know I'll make it in 9th grade, and I've got church volleyball to look forward to. Well, no, Church volleyball actually annoys me, but at least I'm still playing. Wish me luck!

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Tubing for Mutual

For mutual last night, we went to Echo Lake. It isn't too big and the beaches were horrible to walk on, but it was fun!

We met at the church at 5:30 PM, and we got into our cars and left. The car I was in was the last to get there. It was around sunset when we arrived, and about everyone had gone on the boat, tubed, waterskied or jet skied. The people in my car except for Brittany Hyatt went on the boat (Kaylie, Ashley Roylance, Janie, Megan, Heather, et moi) and Joye, Matt, and Matt's older brother whose name I can't remember came too and Bro. Wilcox drove.

We got out a little ways and then Bro. Wilcox asked who wanted to go tubing first. He said that Kaylie should and she can try to make me go with her (BTW, Kaylie is 4 days older than Ashley Black). I have never gone tubing, and I've never seen it before, so I had no idea what I got myself into. We both put on a life jacket and got on the tube. Once we were holding on tightly, he started to drive.
He started going really fast and both of us starting screaming and held on for dear life. It was pretty cool and scary. He started going in really fast circles, then switch direction so the tube would fly off of the wave and hit the water. I hated that part because either you would slam really hard on the tube, or the water would whip your legs. After Bro. Wilcox did another one of those, Kaylie fell off, so we had to go and get her. After she got back on, he started going again.

I don't think Kaylie fell off after that, but a couple of times one of my our arms would let go so we were holding on with one hand, we would slip halfway into the water and have to help each other back up, and our tube kept on flying through the air which hurts. After we'd been going for a long time (I can't exactly remember because it all happened so quickly), I think Bro. Wilcox started doing fast swerves again and circles.

The tube was going crazy on the water, and then I think it did another huge jump or something, and we both fell out. It scared me because I saw all of this rushing water right next to me, and I fell into that mess. I went under for a moment, then came up and saw Kaylie a bit far from me.

The boat came back and got us, and we both got on and sprayed ourselves with the hot water shower thing. I was really cold. After that, Heather and Ashley R. went on. They went on a huge jump, and Heather sorta did this handstand jump thing into the water, and Ashley R. bit her tongue or cheek or something. Anyway, it started bleeding. They didn't do it for very long, and then they got out. We then persuaded Megan to get on, and Joye went with her. Janie didn't want to go. They were in there for not too long also, and they both fell off twice.

After that, I sat at the front and brushed my hair out with my fingers and put it in a half pony tail. It dried and all of the girls were jealous because it looked like I had just done it. Haha, yes!

Matt wake boarded after that and did some pretty cool jumps.

When we got off, it was around 9PM. We stayed and chatted for about 20 minutes, then headed home. It was so much fun, and I'm glad I didn't decide not to go like I wanted to earlier.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Girls' Camp Pics

Here are some pictures from Girls' Camp that our Bishop took.

http://picasaweb.google.com/gregdavisathome/GirlsCamp2008DC2Ward?authkey=f36IQDteXWM

These two are the only close up pictures of me I think, and it's on the rope course. Notice how lovely my hair looks.
http://picasaweb.google.com/gregdavisathome/GirlsCamp2008DC2Ward/photo?authkey=f36IQDteXWM#5234150821491928786

http://picasaweb.google.com/gregdavisathome/GirlsCamp2008DC2Ward/photo?authkey=f36IQDteXWM#5234150834471060386

Harry Potter

I was looking at people's blogs today, and I came upon Amanda's and she had a new post that was titled "47 Ways to Annoy a Non-Harry Potter Fan". That made me think of the 101 ways to Annoy, Harass, Confuse, or Generally Scare Voldemort which I haven't read in a while. So I went to www.mugglenet.com to find it, and the countdown of the Half-Blood Prince movie caught my attention. It said 332 days, 5 hours, four minutes, and something. This confused me, because I had known for a long time that it was coming out this Thanksgiving. I started thinking of if it meant 32 days 3 times or something, trying to make sense of it. I then looked down and saw the Poll and the topic was "How do you feel about Half-Blood Prince being delayed until July 2009?". I just went into shock, because that was impossible. How could that be? I voted as "I feel like a kid who just found out Christmas was rescheduled. WHY, WB, WHY?!?!", and that seemed to be the popular vote. I am so upset!! I don't know how long this information had been out and, if it had been out for a while, why didn't anyone tell me?! I thought I may need a calming potion, so I proceeded to the 101 Ways to Annoy, Harass, Confuse, or Generally Scare Lord Voldemort, and I started laughing so hard, that I didn't feel so upset for a few minutes, so I put it on my blog, and I hope that you will feel the same for a minute.

101 Ways to Annoy, Harass, Confuse, or Generally Scare Lord Voldemort
Sure-fire ways to get yourself killed, or at least Crucio'd round the block and back again
by Amanda Lack (stars_planets_clocks)
1. Ask him why he 'doesn't have such a cool scar?'
2. Laugh at him.
3. Wake him up by singing Beach Boys songs in his ear. 'Round, round, get around, I get around...'
4. Knit him things. Really hideous things.
5. Give him kangaroo-ears for a month.
6. Smile during Death-Eater meetings and say you taught him everything he knows.
7. Chew bubblegum all the time. Should he address you, your only response will be a series of huge bubbles in quick succession, the last of which will burst everywhere and make a mess.
8. Dance the Funky Chicken.
9. Ask him when was the last time he took a bath.
10. Pat him on the head and give him flowers when his plans are foiled yet again.
11. If you ever need to say 'Like taking candy from a baby', be sure to add 'Of course, SOME of us might find that harder than others.' Stare pointedly at him.
12. Play 'knock-&-run' at his bedchamber door late at night.
13. Call him 'The-man-who-let-the-boy-live'
14. Ask why the Dark Mark couldn't look like something 'more socially acceptable?'
15. Insist that you have met chunks of cheese with more cunning plans than his.
16. Pinch him. Make sure he squeals.
17. Be cheerful.
18. When he tries to impress you with his powers say 'Awwwww, lookit. Voldie's got a twiggle!'
19. Try to teach him to play a mouth organ.
20. Roll your eyes during plotting sessions and say things under your breath like 'You're the boss, boss' or 'It's your funeral.'
21. Greet him in the mornings with a sarcastic 'My sir, you look particularly menacing today.'
22. Taunt him about his middle name. 'Marvolo? Whats that, a washing detergent?'
23. Keep a 'good-behaviour chart'. Award points and give out gold stars.
24. Magic-marker Potter-style glasses on him while he sleeps.
25. Apparate into and out of his room rapidly. Do this non-stop for an hour. *poof* there *poof* gone *poof* there....
26. Play cards with him. Tell him he has no poker-face and how does he expect to rule supreme without one?
27. Let off party-poppers in his face whenever the urge strikes you.
28. 'Did you even HAVE a girlfriend? Like, ever?'
29. Get a pair of finger puppets closely resembling himself and Harry Potter. Re-enact all of Harry's victories over him in a spectacularly childish way. Be sure to give them both squeaky voices.
30. Anytime he enters any room, insist on entering first and announcing him grandly.
31. In these announcements, fake a trumpet noise and give him an equally fake drumroll.
32. Exclaim sarcastically 'You're breakin' my little heart here, o dark one' whenever he starts to talk of what has caused to become who he is.
33. Encourage him to 'think happy thoughts!'
34. Ask him to give you written summaries of his sinister plots for revenge and war. Correct his spelling.
35. Mock his choice of Quirrel as a 'host'.
36. Tell you think a yoga class could 'cure him of his wicked ways'
37. Get the song 'Mr. Tambourine Man' stuck in his head.
38. If he's having evil-plotter's-block in one of his scheming sessions 'Wingardium Leviosa' a light bulb to float above his head. Turn it on. Look offended when he gets angry and say you 'thought you were helping!'
39. Tell him constantly to stop repressing his anger.
40. Buy him a stress ball.
41. Hint that he is only a character in a book and will never triumph.
42. Call him Tommy-boy.
43. If you're feeling gutsy, call him Voldie-poo.
44. Whack him in the arm and say 'mosquito' - every few minutes.
45. Say he 'looked better under the turban'
46. Eat his pet snake. Offer him some.
47. Endeavour to teach him to steeple his fingers, lean back and say 'Eeeexcellent'.
48. Start drawing outlandish parallels between his life story and 'Star Wars'. Talk at great length.
49. Be generally in awe of him and never look away.
50. 'Imperius' his Death Eaters into a rousing chorus of 'All Things Bright And Beautiful'
51. Shower him with confetti and rice, anytime you think he needs to make a 'grand entry'.
52. Paint all the Death-Eater masks with bright colours and glitter.
53. Throw him a 'care-bears' themed birthday party.
54. Tell him what Snape's really up to.
55. Politely exclaim now and again that you 'don't know how he can be so afraid of dear old Dumbles'
56. Sing 'California Dreamin' at the top of your lungs when he's trying to have an 'evil moment'
57. Should you ever be eating with him - drum tunes with your cutlery, play with your food and blow bubbles in your chocolate milk.
58. Ask him to dance a polka with you.
59. Work cutesy phrases like 'pushing-up-daisies' and 'smooth-as-a-baby's-bottom' into conversation as much as possible.
60. Ask him if he's sure 'the whole evil-maniac-out-for-power-and-revenge thing isn't getting a bit old?'
61. Get him to play 'Twister' with you.
62. Tell him you know this great therapist in London....
63. Throw Tupperware parties. Insist he sit through them.
64. Tell him you've met plenty of people more evil than he.
65. Hide his teddy bear. That ALWAYS makes him cry.
66. Get him a plant. Act mortally offended when he doesn't water it and it dies.
67. Steal, snap and bury his wand.
68. Tell him Lucius did it.
69. Give Rita Skeeter full knowledge of his whereabouts and contact details.
70. Remind him that he isn't even really alive.
71. Write him a theme song. Start singing it whenever he is about to do or say something particularly clever and nasty.
72. Offer to sacrifice Draco Malfoy 'to the cause'
73. Insist on reading him bedtime stories. Include 'The Ugly Duckling'
74. Make vague allusions to Harry Potter being his son.
75. When he's done something particularly nasty - cross your arms, waggle a finger and say 'Now now, do you really think Salazar would have approved of that?'
76. Ask him how he can possibly wish to harm a single hair on the head of 'that sweet, innocent, cute little boy.'
77. Tell him Wormtail has a crush on him.
78. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophecy."
79. Leave disgusting and rotting dead things near him. Insist that it is 'Aromatherapy'
80. Begin any question you ask him with 'Riddle me this!' Emphasis on Riddle.
81. Do not EVER act in the slightest way intimidated by him. Treat him as you would an eccentric acquaintance.
82. Cuddle him at random moments.
83. Sign him up for Little-League.
84. Ask him why he's afraid of a frail old man with a beard the size of a beehive and can't fight babies.
85. Throw biscuits at him. Constantly.
86. Tell him you think evil master plans of world domination are 'kind of girlie'
87. Quote Argus Filch. Insist HE will one day rule the wizarding world.
88. Wonder aloud whether the name Voldemort commands as much respect as, say, Potter or Dumbledore.
89. Mimic everything he says in a sing-song voice.
90. Mimic everything he does with exaggerated limb-movements.
91. Write sonnets for him.
92. Insist he help you with the newspaper crossword every morning.
93. Follow a few paces behind him, spraying everything he touches with a can of disinfectant.
94. Tell people he's 'really just a big softie'
95. Psychoanalyze him. Conclude that he is 'mildy depressed' and 'a bit of a control-freak'.
96. Mock his baldness.
97. Smile and say loudly 'Who loves you, Volders?' at inopportune moments. (Ie: another of his attempted 'evil moments')
98. Get him drunk.
99. Drag out a banjo at Death Eater revels and start playing 'Kumbayah'
100. Let him catch you trying on Death-Eater robes.
101. Be Harry Potter. Be alive.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

School's Starting Again

School's starting in one week, one day, eleven hours, and fifty-five minutes. I went shopping with Mom and my sisters this past week for school and I got my first semester schedule. I'm happy with the stuff that Mom bought me, and my schedule is OK, though not the best. Just so you know, you don't have to read this, as I'm just posting this for something to do at the moment. ;)

At the store, I got four shirts (orange polo, red, red with Mickey Mouse and goofy characters, and a white one with a winking smiley face), a pair of knee length super cute shorts, and denim capris. The next day, I got some grey shoes that look exactly like the black ones I always wear which made me happy because I think whoever made those shoes deserves tons of money. I'm pretty happy with my clothes.

I got a bunch of folders, pencils, pencil case, etc. for school. I hate binders because they're big, and though they might be useful, they fall apart a lot which drives me crazy especially when I'm trying to carry one to class.

My schedule, as I said, is OK. First period, I have Mr. Wilkinson for Geometry. (Mom just finished making taco soup! Yum!!!!!!) I heard some people say that he is really good and that Geometry is really easy, so that makes me feel better. Second period, I have Mrs. Freeman for health. Ashley said that her favorite subject is sex education and she goes over it a lot. Great. Third period, I have French 2. It says Mrs. Lee as the teacher, but the room changed from D22 to E7. There has been a rumor that she either quit or got fired. I'm wondering if they just haven't put the new teacher's name on the schedules, or if they just wanted Mrs. Lee to be in E7. I guess I'll find out. I don't mean to be rude, but I hope they've hired a better French teacher. Fourth period, I have Mr. Dart for U.S. history. Ashley says he likes to hear his own voice, and a lot of people say that they didn't like him. I'm hoping that I can change to Mr. Plant because he's better and he's the boys basket-ball and the girl's volleyball coach. Fifth, I have Mr. Tran for science which makes me extremely happy. I was hoping to get him. I have him for advisory too with my friend, Sariah. Sixth period, I have girls' Choir with Mrs. Swallow, and seventh, I have Mrs. Tanner for English. Mrs. Tanner also teaches art. I'm upset because I don't have lunch with my best friend, Sariah, and I have only advisory which is once a week with her. So as you can see, my schedule isn't thrilling, but I'm still fine with it.

I'm getting anxious because I hated 7th grade, but I'm hoping that since I think the worst is going to happen again, it will all turn out great. I won't get my hopes up though. Junior High hasn't been very fun.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Hannah's Birthday

Today, Hannah turned ten years old!

Yesterday, mom took Hannah, Emma, and me shopping for school clothes. We all got some things, and then Hannah got a Nintendo DS game called Purr where you get to have cats and take care of them. I got really cute clothes.

For her birthday, Mom and dad bought her a new bike, Ashley bought her earrings, Emma got her some rings and a necklace, and I made her a watch and earrings. We then went to the mall to get some shoes, clothes for mom, and Hannah got an earring holder. We got home and had fettuccini (Hannah's favorite dinner), frosted cupcakes, and sang to her. She really liked her birthday.

I was deep cleaning my room yesterday, when I came upon a strange, brown box. I then remembered that I had gotten it for my 12th birthday (about two years ago), and I hadn't done anything with it. I opened it, and it had a bunch of beads, wire, crimp beads, some things to make earrings, and a watch thing. So, I sat down and beaded the bracelet and connected it to the watch thing to make a beautiful flowery pink bracelet, and I had mom help me make the earrings since I forgot how to make them. I decided that I wouldn't really like a flowery pink watch, so I put it in a little handy dandy pouch that came with the kit, and made the decision to give it to Hannah. Later that night, I spent forever making a card for her. I searched everywhere for a picture of just her and me together. That took a long time to find. I'm pretty proud of her present and card.

You may have noticed that I changed my blog title. I've been thinking lately that "It's My Life" is a really stupid name. It's my life? Wow, really? I thought it was Megan's! I was asking my dad about what a better name would be, so he started say ones like Blogspit instead of Blogspot and really stupid ones, and then a burst of inspiration hit him and he said, "What about Celestial Confessional?" So, that's my new name, and hopefully I won't be changing it anymore.

I think my new layout is pretty sweet, too. Do you?

Sunday, August 10, 2008

My Summer's Excitement

This summer has seemed too short. Last summer seemed to take forever, though it could be because I was excited for Junior High. This year, I have been dreading the start of school because last year was a disaster. Already, it's August 10th, and school starts in two weeks and one day. Unfortunately, summer's ending.

Summer's Ending!? Wait!

But I haven't gone on vacation yet!

What have I done this summer?

  • Went to a Viewmont High School Basketball camp
  • Went to a Viewmont High School Volleyball camp.
  • Crocheted a blanket
  • Gave Misty and her babies to the Humane Society Center of Utah
  • Sold my guinea pigs
  • Went to Lagoon once even though I have a season pass
  • Listened to Harry Potter 7 four times
  • Listened to Harry Potter 6
  • Listened to Harry Potter 5
  • Practiced the piano
  • Learned how to cook multiple things
  • Dog-sat Marjorie's dog, Porthose
  • Had many sleepovers with Amanda
  • Watched Grey's Anatomy on my ipod too many times
  • Made a blog
  • Had a bunch of girls come over to watch old Disney movies and have pizza and treats
  • Went to Girls' Camp
  • Watched the Olympics on TV
  • Chores

There goes another summer, full of adventure, excitement, and one to remember...

Monday, August 4, 2008

Girls' Camp


Hey everyone! On Tuesday, July 29th, I got to go to Girls' Camp. It was so much fun, and we have a great group. We have over twenty girls I think, and all of them are very pretty, fun, and nice. That made camp even better.



On Tuesday morning, Ashley and I woke up at 6:30AM, got ready, and headed over to the Wilcox's house. We had to wear our pink camp t-shirts (I painted mine and Ashley's, and I still wish I would've switched them around, because I liked Ashley's better than mine). When we got there at 7:30AM, all of the girls were there, chatting and yawning and sitting around. So I joined my usual group of girls. We learned how to sew these square things all pretty and colorful for orphanages so that the kids can learn their colors. An hour later, we were off in our cars (I was with Brittany Hyatt, Hillary Nielson, Kalie Madsen, Brother Nielson, Bishop Hill, and the actual Bishop Davis) for a very long, squished, tired, oh-so-exciting, five hour car trip! We just went on forever and ever, and it seemed like we never got closer. It was very hard for me to fall asleep as I was in the middle seat with no window to lean against, and I wasn't just going to curl up on the Bishop who was sitting next to me.

I survived.

We ate lunch with some other YW in the other cars on the outside of a restaurant, while letting the car with the trailer (Ashley was in that one) go on and generously letting them get a head start. We lingered longer than necessary at the restaurant, and when we got to camp about an hour 1/2 later (I think), everything in the trailer was unloaded. Jolly good.

At around 4PM, we arrived at Jackson Hole, and got to our camp site. I was in the 2nd years tent, as I was a second year even though I was the oldest and born in '94 while they are in '95. We got a nice, big tent. I instantly got insect repellent, as I have a theory that I have sugar in my blood. Mosquitoes always go for me, as some of my family members may remember from seeing me at camp outs with them all over my face (I've got a very good picture of me with them all over my face. Good memories). I was a bit obsessed over that can, and stole my tent people's sometimes when I couldn't find mine.

So, later that day, we went to a waterfall. We walked for a little bit to get there, which was a great way for my shoes to start their slow torture, biting into my heel (I also cut my big toe nail too short, and I tripped over big rocks which made it all the worse). The waterfall was so amazing. It was huge and there were lots of rocks and logs to climb all over. Heather was walking near the waterfall and slipped on some algae and fell. There was a log right in front of her which stopped her from going right into the waterfall. I noticed that if she had slipped a little to the right, she would've gone straight into the waterfall. We climbed up a little bit and took some pictures. It was fun!

We had dinner that night and played some games, then had our devotional. We then went to sleep (at least I did).

The second day was the best! We woke up early and rented some life jackets, rafts, and oars. Jill Grahm, while we were there, came speeding toward us while honking. We all got really excited because Jill came. She is so much fun! We got into groups of who would be in which raft (everyone wanted Jill or Jenny to be in their raft), then went down to the river. We all got in our rafts, and started rafting. I had so much fun! I was rowing for most of it, and we went on all of these rapids and we were splashing and having war with the other girls' rafts. I jumped out two times with some other girls. The water was freezing. It took your breath away when you jumped in, and I didn't stay in for more than ten seconds.

We were on for a long time, when we came to the two largest rapids. Big Kahuna and Lunch Counter. Lunch Counter was the craziest. I looked back at the other raft after we got off of the rapid, and saw that they had just barely come of of Lunch Counter too, and Jill Grahm and Jen Davis had fallen out. The people in the raft were yelling at Jill to get the oar, but she was so far away from the oar that they left her to go get it. We picked up Jen in our raft, then went to get Jill from a shore that she floated to because her raft had left her. We got her in, then caught up with Jill's raft. They had stopped, so we had Jill duck down and we yelled "Did you get Jill?" They answered no, so we said "You didn't?! She's still back there?!" We pretended to freak out and act all concerned, and they were all freaking out too. It was funny. We then showed them Jill, so they relaxed and took her and Jen back. Apparently they were stopping because they were trying to turn around or something.

After we were done rafting (which took about 1 1/2 hours), we went up this hill into a parking lot and waited there for the leaders to pick us up. Everyone sat down and started talking. I layed down on the asphalt, used my life jacket as a pillow, and fell asleep. When I woke up, we left. The girls said we were there for thirty minutes.

We went to some place with picnic tables and had lunch for a while. We got warm and cooled off, and we were having second thoughts about going rafting again because we were so warm now, and the water was ice cold. We went again anyway.

The second time was the best. I was in a raft with Ashley and Brother Wilcox, the Bishop, and some others. The water was still really cold, but you could tell it was a bit better. There was a raft with some people we don't even know in it, and we had a huge water fight with them. We got them all really good. There were more rapids than last time, and it was just altogether more fun than the time before. This one lasted 1 1/2 hours too. I was so sad when it ended.

That night, we did skits. It was so funny! In my group, our theme was you rock (ROCK ON-Recognizing our Celestial Knowledge of Nature was our camp theme, so you rock, we rock, I rock were the themes). We have 10 random things we had to use. So in my group, a girl named Janie wore a wig and was named Pebble. She went around to all of us asking if we're her mom. Each of us would say what we were according to our items. I.E.: "No I'm just a mormon" "No I'm just a tree" "No I'm just a clown" and I had a barbie and a car, so I said "No I'm just a hit and run driver". While I said it, I would hit the barbie with the car so that it would go flying. She then came to Jill and said like to everyone else "Hi, my name is Pebble, are you my mother?" Jill would look up and Janie would say "You rock? Me pebble, You rock?". Then, all of us would say "Huh? Oohhh!" And then they were reunited. Jill came up with that. It was so funny! The leaders did one too which I recorded.






The next day, we woke up early, too, and went to some rope's course place. I was in Jill's car with the same girl's and Bishop Davis. We were just driving along for a long time, singing, talking, laughing, doing our abnormal things, when (and I'm not exactly sure how this goes) Kalie said, "Is it really this far?" and Jill said something or other, and Hillary said "We passed it a long time ago. Jill stopped the car really fast and shouted "Hillary!". So we turned around and drove for fifteen minutes until we got there. I saw it the first time too. But, you know how I am, I didn't really think anything of it. I was in my happy place.

We got there and all of the girls were playing football and volleyball. This guy gave us all these harness things and rabbit ears (things that hook on to our harness and wire so we won't fall. Smart thinking), then showed us what to do. We were to climb up this really tall rope ladder, where each of the things to climb was as tall as you, walk across a wire, walk across a criss crossing wire, across a long log, another wire, flat rope ladder thing, across another one, jump to a platform, and go down a zip line. This is all thirty feet in the air. I'll have pictures later.

So I was all confident and everything and excited. I watched all of the girl's go and stood around, jealous of those that were up there. But it took forever. It was so hot and everyone wished they were back river rafting again. My turn didn't come for a while. I hadn't had any water, and everyone else had all of the chairs. I was waiting for a long time, just standing and I was getting dehydrated. It was finally my turn, but I didn't have butt straps to my harness thing, so I had to get another one and had to wait longer. Great. So I stood around longer. I was getting so upset. I was hot and tired and I didn't even care if I went on anymore. I wanted to go.

After a long time, I finally got to go on. Everyone had a hard time with the ladder because they had to swing their legs up onto it for every time they climbed up one. I didn't really have trouble because of my arm strength, so I just climbed it like a rope. It still wore me out. The first wire to get across was awkward. The second one was all criss crossy, and I got pretty far across that one until I didn't know what to do. I trusted that the rabbit ears wouldn't let me fall, but I still got scared. So, instead of freaking out like an idiot, I simply just sat down on the wire. I stared at the ground and sat there, feeling upset and helpless. But, Stacy Grahm (Jill's daughter) ran to help me like an angel. I stood up and did what she said, and Lo and Behold! I made it across. The rest of it was still, I wouldn't say scary, but maybe uneasy for me. I was so happy to get on that zip line and zoom away from there and wave at the boys playing basketball with their shirts off as I went by. I think I might do it again if I get the chance, but with less confidence.

Some hours after we got back, we went swimming at a hot springs pool made in 1933. When I first got into the pool, I just slipped in off the edge. It's usually not that deep on the edge. As I slid in, I heard someone say "Celeste, I wouldn't do th.." before I slipped in and sank. It was 8 feet deep. I got in and thought, "Oh dear, I'm not stopping", so I sped back up to the top. Really, what pool does that? That was annoying. The water was so warm, and I could've stayed in there forever. I annoyed people as usual by splashing them and being my usual unusual self.

We had fajitas that night!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That night, the leaders blindfolded us and put us in chairs. They turned on music about Christ, and we sat there listening to it as they put a baby doll, hay, sacrament cups, and bread in our hands throughout four songs. They then put a crown of thorns on our head, and they shoved it on, so it hurt, then did it to the next person. They then had a big needle and pushed it hard into our palm which hurt too. After we did that, during a song, they had us take our blindfolds off and there was a picture of Christ on the bishop's laptop right in front of us. After that, we had testimony meeting. It was really cold all during it and I was shaking. After I bore my testimony, I was shaking uncontrollably and I don't think it was just from cold. Not everyone bore it this year like last year, but it was still wonderful.

The next day, we packed up, gave out awards, and went home. I got the award for best photographer because on the first day when we headed back from the waterfall, we saw a deer, and I took some pictures and one was perfect. Ashley got "Most Love able". We also revealed Secret Sisters the night before, and the person who had me, had me last year too, which was beyond cool. I was so surprised. She's Alyssa Lawson.

The ride home was so fun, because I was in Jill's car. Her daughter was doing Jill's makeup while Jill was driving, we were shouting at people, throwing things, playing games, talking, sleeping, and laughing our heads off. That was sweet.

I was so relieved to be home though. I showered and had Mexican food, and came home to a room that Hannah had messed up. That was a shame, because I cleaned it before I left so I could come home to a clean room. It's a bit destroyed now because I threw my camp stuff all over when I got back anyway. It's amazing how that bag just multiplied into many disastrous things.

I got sun burnt though. I put on sunscreen, but the 70 SPF is probably just $1 lotion squeezed into that tube. A spot on my back if all peely and flaky, and my face looks horrible. Makeup saved me the shame of showing my horrible face at church though, but I probably looked fake. Whatever.

I'm sad camp passed so quickly, and a week ago, I was just about to go to camp. I already can't wait until next year, lol (laugh out loud for you oldies =D).
Kalie Madsen

Megan and Joye!!!