Cont. of "Why My Friends ROCK!..."

Part Two: Scott Robinson (on the right)
Scott is a cutie. That's all I have to say about him. He is definetly one of my funnier pals, like if I could rate him on a one-to-ten scale, he would be a TEN. He always makes me laugh with his silly crazy antics, no matter how sad or angry I am at myself at a tournament he can always put a smile on my face and a laugh in my heart (aawwww soo cliche).

In Denver we totally created a game with another one of our friends named Braden (he will be part three of next weeks installment of "Why My Friends Rock!...") It's called "The Mute Game." We got a regular T.V. remote controller and took turns telling stories and being periodically muted with the remote-control. Seriously, funniest game ever! Especially if you get the timing just right. ooohhh man. hilarious

Scott: cool kid, fun guy and all around lovable.

Many Part Series: Why My Friends ROCK!...

Part One: Jonathan Ott
Jon and his family are way cool. They used to live in Spanish Fork (I think) and both Jon and his father fenced with me at Utah Valley Sport Fencing, but now he lives in Boulder or Denver or Avara..Avacad...well somewhere in Colorado. I just spent a weekend at his house with my teammates for the Junior Olympics and I have never felt so... well taken care of in my entire life. His parents would get up early early in the morning and cook us breakfast, they would drive us all to and from the airport/venue/restaurants and best of all they made me coffee in the mornings.

Jon is just an awesome guy! I can be the biggest dork around him and not feel like I have to live up to my intelligence level. He accepts all of his friends for who they are and he's loyal as hell. Anytime any of us are at a National Competition with eachother he would make sure and come to as many of UVSF fencer's bouts and pools as possible and cheer just as loud as the rest of us. I love that even though we only ever see him like three times a year and no longer fences with us, he still considers us his team. It's beautiful.

Jon is a great guy. I'm blessed to have known him and lucky that I can call him a friend.

"I Was Once A Wise Fool..."

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Theatre is my passion. It's what I live for, and what I come to school for...or so I thought. It's what I planned to do after I graduated. I was going to go to Southern Utah University, and master in Theatre. I was going to become a High School Drama Teacher...at least, that's what I was going to do. Until I woke up one morning and asked myself what the point of pretending to be someone else was exactly? Did I do it because I like to entertain? Did I do it because I thought it was fun? Or was it because I didn't like who I was, and I wanted to be someone else? And the answer made me sick. I'm a pathalogical liar, to myself and others all because I can't deal with the real world.

So if that's not what I want to do, then what is? It's terrifying to not have the answers.

My life is changing. Drastically. Things that I thought were important, now seem moot. Things that I didn't really care about, things I didn't think would be important in my life are now suddenly major determining factors in my life. I had my life planned out, I knew what I was going to do and how I would do it. Now, my scrupulous planning, it seems, was all for naught. It's scary. I feel out of control; my foot is stuck on the accelerator of the Car o' Life, I'm careening, swerving in and out having to dodge traffic, and all I can do is hold on to the wheel and pray to God that I survive.

I should listen to myself.

I'm about to make a decision here.

It feels right.

..but I'm still scared.

Should I...?

I recieved a full tuition and fees scholarhsip offer from Casper College, located in Casper Wyoming, it's pretty neat... one small problem:IT'S THE GEOGRAPHIC CENTER OF NOWHERE!

The Rest Is Still Unwritten...

I really don't like that song that much... I just like that line.

It makes me feel like I'm in control of my life.

I'm in control of my future.

I'm in control.

period.

And that feeling is glorious.