So I learned that.... I have the option of NOT going to fourth term because I'm ahead in credits....
that's awesome.
I'm not taking it, but the very fact that I have that option is beautiful.
Oh and I'm going to Orem High Prom. hoorah
Monday, March 26, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
BORED
| Your Japanese Name Is... |
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| You Have Your Sarcastic Moments |
 While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge. In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead! And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in. Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious. |
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
I know... I said Braden, but I can't find a picture of him on my computer anywhere...so
Part Three: Rebecca Dorff
Rebecca Dorff is an awesome friend. She's smart. She's funny (in her own crazy way). She's a good fencer and she understands when someone justs needs quiet time.
She is the pickiest eater I've ever met. Whenever we go on a trip an have to eat out at a restaurant, she gets the exact same meal: a burger with nothing on it but meat and ketchup... it's awesome.
REBECCA IS AWESOME!
Rebecca Dorff is an awesome friend. She's smart. She's funny (in her own crazy way). She's a good fencer and she understands when someone justs needs quiet time. She is the pickiest eater I've ever met. Whenever we go on a trip an have to eat out at a restaurant, she gets the exact same meal: a burger with nothing on it but meat and ketchup... it's awesome.
REBECCA IS AWESOME!
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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.
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.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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.
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.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
"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.
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.
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