Okay my last couple of days have been crazy-ish, enjoy.
On Tuesday night, I went to the the annual special needs Valentine's dance for mutual. It's so much fun, the special needs people are so fun to dance with and also all of the youth in our ward have tons of fun just dancing and not caring what other people think. The only guy in my ward that I danced with this time was Mike Fifer, the other slow dances I danced with special needs guys, it was spiffing. There was this one lady there that just loved to get in front of everyone and dance, and I swear she knows every song known to man. She also had a boyfriend that she was showing off to all of the girls, she was awesome. I had such a delightful night!
The next day, Wednesday, was solo and ensemble day, which if you guys don't know about, too bad because I don't want to explain it again. Anyway, during school I had a field trip to Empire, which is a Chinese food restaurant. Us Chinese kids got to go which was dandy and we all felt cool because we ate with chopsticks and ordered in Chinese. Right after school I had to go to piano lessons. Right before, I was practicing my solo a ton, but I was freaking out because my voice kept on cracking, and I was mad because it doesn't usually crack, but then I remembered that I was sick last week and I had a sore throat. I freaked out and drank tons of water and had cough drops. I went to piano lessons for 45 minutes, and then my sister Ashley drove me to my school. She was so busy talking to me that she accidentally got on the wrong high way, so I was freaking out a little inside because I didn't want to be late and I had to pee really bad, but we eventually got off and I made it to the school in time. I went in to the band room and sang my solo for the judge, and my voice didn't crack which was a miracle. I was confident and I thought I did a great job. Twenty minutes later, I went in again for my ensemble. We sang "Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be", and it was just four of us girls. I thought we did a pretty good job, but not the best we could've done.
Right afterward, my friend Heather's mom who is my Young Womens leader, took me to the church and from there, the Bountiful temple. We were there for a couple of hours, and I was able to read a lot from the Book of Mormon while waiting which was good because I'm way behind in seminary. On the way home, we saw a huge house off the side of the road, so I had my YW leader, Kristen, turn around so we could look at it. It looked like a hotel and I was very jealous, even though two minutes before I was saying if I was rich I wouldn't buy a really big house. I changed my mind. It was a fun but busy day, and I was exhausted when I got home.
Today, I found out that I didn't make districts for solo and ensemble, but I did get a 1- which was the same I got last year and really good since the highest score you can get is either a 1 or 1+. My friend, Heather, made it to districts though. My ensemble got a 2+. I also got back my math test, and the class average for the test was 75%. I really think it's the teacher's fault, because we have smart people in my class (well obviously since it's an honors math class). Math is just hard this year, and I want to throw up when I think that I'll be in pre-calculus next year. Gross. Math definitely isn't my forte this year, well actually it never is, it's usually my mezzo forte or something, so this year it's like my pianissimo... Ok never mind. I thought I should get extra credit in seminary though, because we had to make math equations and make like prayer + faith = testimony except for trickier, and I did logarithms, so I felt smart. It was fun explaining it to the class, because no one but like four people who are in Algebra 2 with me got it, and they told me I explain better than Mr. Free. Sweet. In musical theater, we started learning some songs for the musical "Bye Bye Birdie", and soon I will probably hate those songs, and even now they are stuck in my head.
That's it, I'm tired and I've got to survive one more day of school so I should probably go let my body regenerate or charge or whatever it does while you sleep. Goodnight, you all make my dark days brighter.
On Tuesday night, I went to the the annual special needs Valentine's dance for mutual. It's so much fun, the special needs people are so fun to dance with and also all of the youth in our ward have tons of fun just dancing and not caring what other people think. The only guy in my ward that I danced with this time was Mike Fifer, the other slow dances I danced with special needs guys, it was spiffing. There was this one lady there that just loved to get in front of everyone and dance, and I swear she knows every song known to man. She also had a boyfriend that she was showing off to all of the girls, she was awesome. I had such a delightful night!
The next day, Wednesday, was solo and ensemble day, which if you guys don't know about, too bad because I don't want to explain it again. Anyway, during school I had a field trip to Empire, which is a Chinese food restaurant. Us Chinese kids got to go which was dandy and we all felt cool because we ate with chopsticks and ordered in Chinese. Right after school I had to go to piano lessons. Right before, I was practicing my solo a ton, but I was freaking out because my voice kept on cracking, and I was mad because it doesn't usually crack, but then I remembered that I was sick last week and I had a sore throat. I freaked out and drank tons of water and had cough drops. I went to piano lessons for 45 minutes, and then my sister Ashley drove me to my school. She was so busy talking to me that she accidentally got on the wrong high way, so I was freaking out a little inside because I didn't want to be late and I had to pee really bad, but we eventually got off and I made it to the school in time. I went in to the band room and sang my solo for the judge, and my voice didn't crack which was a miracle. I was confident and I thought I did a great job. Twenty minutes later, I went in again for my ensemble. We sang "Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be", and it was just four of us girls. I thought we did a pretty good job, but not the best we could've done.
Right afterward, my friend Heather's mom who is my Young Womens leader, took me to the church and from there, the Bountiful temple. We were there for a couple of hours, and I was able to read a lot from the Book of Mormon while waiting which was good because I'm way behind in seminary. On the way home, we saw a huge house off the side of the road, so I had my YW leader, Kristen, turn around so we could look at it. It looked like a hotel and I was very jealous, even though two minutes before I was saying if I was rich I wouldn't buy a really big house. I changed my mind. It was a fun but busy day, and I was exhausted when I got home.
Today, I found out that I didn't make districts for solo and ensemble, but I did get a 1- which was the same I got last year and really good since the highest score you can get is either a 1 or 1+. My friend, Heather, made it to districts though. My ensemble got a 2+. I also got back my math test, and the class average for the test was 75%. I really think it's the teacher's fault, because we have smart people in my class (well obviously since it's an honors math class). Math is just hard this year, and I want to throw up when I think that I'll be in pre-calculus next year. Gross. Math definitely isn't my forte this year, well actually it never is, it's usually my mezzo forte or something, so this year it's like my pianissimo... Ok never mind. I thought I should get extra credit in seminary though, because we had to make math equations and make like prayer + faith = testimony except for trickier, and I did logarithms, so I felt smart. It was fun explaining it to the class, because no one but like four people who are in Algebra 2 with me got it, and they told me I explain better than Mr. Free. Sweet. In musical theater, we started learning some songs for the musical "Bye Bye Birdie", and soon I will probably hate those songs, and even now they are stuck in my head.
That's it, I'm tired and I've got to survive one more day of school so I should probably go let my body regenerate or charge or whatever it does while you sleep. Goodnight, you all make my dark days brighter.
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