Benton Paul. Jill is lovely for introducing this to me via her facebook status.
I sincerely apologize to all of you out there who are starting to notice my stressful posts and worrisome attitude, it'll pass when Amber leaves, my scholarships are finished, my auditions are over, and when I have a plan. So... that makes my stress cycle end around... July.
Utah State just notified me that I'm to audition for scholarships and orchestras on Saturday. I'm rather excited. Horribly nervous though. I could very easily pass out in the middle of one of my songs... That would make for a rather exciting audition though, I wouldn't be easily forgotten. But this audition has many upsides: a road trip with Katy, a whole day with Becca, a tour of a campus I might be attending, and who knows what other adventures I might encounter.
Wednesday I might be in a coma. Everyone seems to be leaving. Andrew, Richie, Amber and Keaton. Thanks for all leaving me at once. You all will be amazing missionaries, and the world will be blessed immensely from all the work you will all put in. I'd rather just sleep for a year or two and wake up when you all return. But, if Annie and Becca can wait it out, so can I. So here it goes.
Letters of recommendation can make or break your scholarships. Thank goodness I went to my English teacher. Kind of. We have never gotten along, I spent more than 1o of his classes sitting in the hallway, and he tends to yell at me when I argue his opinions. But he, for some unknown reason,(i vote drugs) he wrote me an amazing letter. He made me seem like the perfect student. He took my quality of never shutting my mouth and turned it into confidence, open mindedness and vocal. Oh the power of words. I feel like he deserves cookies, but that scares me.
I had to leave lunch with my family early today to retrieve the letter previously mentioned. I had only eaten half of my food, so I told my mom to have it put in a box for me and I bolted. Mistake. My dad and grandfather ate it. It was possibly the biggest disappointment of my day.
Oh to be a child and worrying about which crayon, or an adult with a set career. What an awkward stage we are all in.
31 January 2011
30 January 2011
Breaking Down
Trust Company.
Amber's leaving, quite soon. I might collect enough tears to rush me through the keyhole just like Alice. I've never seen so many people in my little house before. It was a true blessing to see all the friends and family come for her. She's loved, but how could she not be. She's a sweet, honest spirit with love for everyone she meets. This recently just came to my mind, but I've never really heard her judge. Sure, she has her pet peeves, but she really does love everyone. I want to grow up to be my big sister. We are constantly told we look like twins, I hope we really do. She's someone I will always want to resemble, inside and out.
Are breakdowns allowed during the college search process? It should be an item included on each application.
Name:
Desired Major:
Residency:
10 minutes to stress and cry
Social security number:
They should all look like that. I deeply envy all of those who know what they want to do with their life, where they want to go, how they're going to get there. I'm terrified. Right now all I'm seeing is a bright future at Old Navy.... I could also see myself as a very successful hobo.
This is all so terrifying and stressful. I'm truly scared.
But we're not actually allowed to show this are we? We all have school, work, daily responsibilities and commitments. We're not actually allowed to break down, there's too much to do.
Amber's leaving, quite soon. I might collect enough tears to rush me through the keyhole just like Alice. I've never seen so many people in my little house before. It was a true blessing to see all the friends and family come for her. She's loved, but how could she not be. She's a sweet, honest spirit with love for everyone she meets. This recently just came to my mind, but I've never really heard her judge. Sure, she has her pet peeves, but she really does love everyone. I want to grow up to be my big sister. We are constantly told we look like twins, I hope we really do. She's someone I will always want to resemble, inside and out.
Are breakdowns allowed during the college search process? It should be an item included on each application.
Name:
Desired Major:
Residency:
10 minutes to stress and cry
Social security number:
They should all look like that. I deeply envy all of those who know what they want to do with their life, where they want to go, how they're going to get there. I'm terrified. Right now all I'm seeing is a bright future at Old Navy.... I could also see myself as a very successful hobo.
This is all so terrifying and stressful. I'm truly scared.
But we're not actually allowed to show this are we? We all have school, work, daily responsibilities and commitments. We're not actually allowed to break down, there's too much to do.
27 January 2011
Boy Meets Girl
Call me up if you wish to participate in an activity such as this.
Here's my side notes for the day-
-Solo&Ensemble. Always a good time, when you know how to keep time...
-Softball, better every practice.
-If you fell a little stuffy in your sinuses, please blow your nose. Nobody likes to sit and listen to you sniff and snort it up to high heaven for 90 minutes.
-Park horizontal when nobody is in the parking lot. It'll spice up your life.
-Amber leaves in 6 days...
-I learned duets today. Amanda also learned that I can't play different chords with different hand simultaneously.
-People watching. It's an addiction.
-I would love to go back to the days when Harry counted for book reports. We're beginning to grow apart.
-Brenna doesn't rhyme with anything. If anyone can think of a good rhyme for my name, we will go to lunch.
Here's my side notes for the day-
-Solo&Ensemble. Always a good time, when you know how to keep time...
-Softball, better every practice.
-If you fell a little stuffy in your sinuses, please blow your nose. Nobody likes to sit and listen to you sniff and snort it up to high heaven for 90 minutes.
-Park horizontal when nobody is in the parking lot. It'll spice up your life.
-Amber leaves in 6 days...
-I learned duets today. Amanda also learned that I can't play different chords with different hand simultaneously.
-People watching. It's an addiction.
-I would love to go back to the days when Harry counted for book reports. We're beginning to grow apart.
-Brenna doesn't rhyme with anything. If anyone can think of a good rhyme for my name, we will go to lunch.
25 January 2011
What Do You Do With a B.A. in English?
Avenue Q. It's a song, I was thrilled to discover it.
Can I get an amen for those stressed with applications and scholarships?
I can't decide where to go, I don't think I'll get enough scholarship anywhere, I'm in a pickle.
Things are coming together for some, but everything seems to be falling apart for me. As acceptance letters come in the decisions get harder.
I can't wait to begin college, but who knows how I'll get there.
Can I get an amen for those stressed with applications and scholarships?
I can't decide where to go, I don't think I'll get enough scholarship anywhere, I'm in a pickle.
Things are coming together for some, but everything seems to be falling apart for me. As acceptance letters come in the decisions get harder.
I can't wait to begin college, but who knows how I'll get there.
23 January 2011
Enchanted
Taylor Swift. I missed my music, the 30 days were getting repetitive, and I was losing interest in myself. And if I was losing interest there wasn't any hope for any of you.
"I love T-Swift's new album.She's finally growing up, and she seems to be right on track with my life."-Sharissa
This girl enchants me. She's a doll. Friday night turned into a 'why not since it's just us' date. I might have made her boyfriend jealous. But it's fine. We ventured to a high school basketball game. I've never seen my school with so much spirit. I was rather proud. And even more so of Sharissa for starting a fair amount of the cheers. With our sugar cravings taking over our entire bodies we went to The Chocolate to give our date some formality.
Working at an establishment such as this would be more than enjoyable, it would feed my need to watch and observe people. This place is full of dates, 1st 2nds or 178s. They were all there, so eavesdropping became inevitable. Some were discussing their science class-1st date. Others were discussing their sunday school classes-1st date. Those discussing science seemed to be rather enchanted with each other. And those discussing their sunday school classes, well he seemed to be more enchanted with all the girls walking past him. His date noticed and called him out. Embarrassing? We like girls like this.
Bargain Balls can be enchanting for some and not so much for others. Which side were you on?
Megan. She's enchanting. We have a forced friendship that seems to be dying. Somethign must be done. Speak with her for a mere 10 minutes and you will be enchanted as well. She's hit movie star status over at Timp, mention her name and there's a high chance a member of her fan club will perk up and join in your conversation whether they know who you are or not.
Becca. is rather enchanting. Her blog makes me tear up now and then. I miss her a lot of the time.
Katy, bless her heart is enchanted. Poor thing can't even speak around the boy. "Katy, my name is hi" is her favorite sentence around him. All we can say is that she chickened out on the hug that would have began their eternity together.
Mission farewells can be enchanting. The feeding grounds for nicely dressed young adults.
"I love T-Swift's new album.She's finally growing up, and she seems to be right on track with my life."-Sharissa
This girl enchants me. She's a doll. Friday night turned into a 'why not since it's just us' date. I might have made her boyfriend jealous. But it's fine. We ventured to a high school basketball game. I've never seen my school with so much spirit. I was rather proud. And even more so of Sharissa for starting a fair amount of the cheers. With our sugar cravings taking over our entire bodies we went to The Chocolate to give our date some formality.
Working at an establishment such as this would be more than enjoyable, it would feed my need to watch and observe people. This place is full of dates, 1st 2nds or 178s. They were all there, so eavesdropping became inevitable. Some were discussing their science class-1st date. Others were discussing their sunday school classes-1st date. Those discussing science seemed to be rather enchanted with each other. And those discussing their sunday school classes, well he seemed to be more enchanted with all the girls walking past him. His date noticed and called him out. Embarrassing? We like girls like this.
Bargain Balls can be enchanting for some and not so much for others. Which side were you on?
Megan. She's enchanting. We have a forced friendship that seems to be dying. Somethign must be done. Speak with her for a mere 10 minutes and you will be enchanted as well. She's hit movie star status over at Timp, mention her name and there's a high chance a member of her fan club will perk up and join in your conversation whether they know who you are or not.
Becca. is rather enchanting. Her blog makes me tear up now and then. I miss her a lot of the time.
Katy, bless her heart is enchanted. Poor thing can't even speak around the boy. "Katy, my name is hi" is her favorite sentence around him. All we can say is that she chickened out on the hug that would have began their eternity together.
Mission farewells can be enchanting. The feeding grounds for nicely dressed young adults.
21 January 2011
13-The Late Letter
I would like to think my week went something like this:
A girl woke up one day to find her school had disappeared, absolutely nowhere to be found. Rather confused she hopped back into her car and drove in the direction of her home. She was nearly there when a giant man slammed her car to a stop. He then told her that there was a mistake with admissions several years ago, and she was supposed to be admitted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when she was 11. He then handed her an envelope with her name written rather beautifully on top. It explained many things but here is the summary. Seeing as she was now 18, she could still attend and take the fast track to becoming a responsible witch.
With no hesitance whatsoever she accepted.
She then traveled to England and obtained all the necessary items a witch or wizard would need to attend this school. More thrilled than she had ever been in her life, she then ventured into the school. This brings us to the present, perhaps I will tell you more of my adventures at a later time.
A girl woke up one day to find her school had disappeared, absolutely nowhere to be found. Rather confused she hopped back into her car and drove in the direction of her home. She was nearly there when a giant man slammed her car to a stop. He then told her that there was a mistake with admissions several years ago, and she was supposed to be admitted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when she was 11. He then handed her an envelope with her name written rather beautifully on top. It explained many things but here is the summary. Seeing as she was now 18, she could still attend and take the fast track to becoming a responsible witch.
With no hesitance whatsoever she accepted.
She then traveled to England and obtained all the necessary items a witch or wizard would need to attend this school. More thrilled than she had ever been in her life, she then ventured into the school. This brings us to the present, perhaps I will tell you more of my adventures at a later time.
19 January 2011
Mary Poppins. 12
We all wish for a bag much like Mary Poppins's. Big, vintage carpet design that holds anything your little mind can conjure up. But I don't have to wish for something like that. You see, even though my bag isn't carpet. It holds, well, everything.
-Spiders. I use my bag quite often.
-My wallet
-A classic pistol
-gum
-A portable dvd player
-Pens
-Keys
-A small elf. He assists me in all of my problems and questions
-A lamp
-Instant snow
-Santa
-A notebook for boring moments. Written are all the thoughts that go through my mind during meetings and classes. I'm rather funny when I read it a few days later
-All the members from the band Parachute. Ready to play for me at any moment in time.
-A grenade. You never know.
-A money tree. A small one though, it can't grow anything more than a 10. That's fine though.
-Spiders. I use my bag quite often.
-My wallet
-A classic pistol
-gum
-A portable dvd player
-Pens
-Keys
-A small elf. He assists me in all of my problems and questions
-A lamp
-Instant snow
-Santa
-A notebook for boring moments. Written are all the thoughts that go through my mind during meetings and classes. I'm rather funny when I read it a few days later
-All the members from the band Parachute. Ready to play for me at any moment in time.
-A grenade. You never know.
-A money tree. A small one though, it can't grow anything more than a 10. That's fine though.
18 January 2011
Rivalry 11
Amber Ryan And Sophie.
Amber Ryan and I are all 3 years and 2 months apart. 21 18 and 15. And I suppose Heavenly Father thought we needed a little innocence and hyperactivity in our family, so he sent us Sophie, 7.
We all have our moments where we get along better than a 3rd party member would ever think siblings could. Ryan and I go on dates. Sophie and I go on adventures, and Amber and I wander shopping centers.
Then there's the backstage scenes when all the cameras are off. Yelling and fighting are often found during our commercial breaks. We're like any other family of 4 children. However, rather soon Amber is embarking on a mission to Spain, and a few months after that I'm leaving for school. 2 kids left. The Lewis house will be rather quiet....
Amber Ryan and I are all 3 years and 2 months apart. 21 18 and 15. And I suppose Heavenly Father thought we needed a little innocence and hyperactivity in our family, so he sent us Sophie, 7.
We all have our moments where we get along better than a 3rd party member would ever think siblings could. Ryan and I go on dates. Sophie and I go on adventures, and Amber and I wander shopping centers.
Then there's the backstage scenes when all the cameras are off. Yelling and fighting are often found during our commercial breaks. We're like any other family of 4 children. However, rather soon Amber is embarking on a mission to Spain, and a few months after that I'm leaving for school. 2 kids left. The Lewis house will be rather quiet....
17 January 2011
Vanity-a recurring theme today. 10
Sweats
Clean clothes so as not to look frightening at work.
Sweats
A giant t-shirt
But as previously mentioned sweats is an awful idea if you wish to receive respect from anyone over 16.
Clean clothes so as not to look frightening at work.
Sweats
A giant t-shirt
But as previously mentioned sweats is an awful idea if you wish to receive respect from anyone over 16.
You're So Vain
Carly Simon. However, if you were born in a more recent time, like me, you fell in love with song while Kate Hudson and Matthew McConaughey serenaded each other rather loudly.
I ran a few errands today, or rather, I became a mother figure by taking my brother to the doctor and picking up his prescription. I was told enough time to doll myself up, but I fell asleep and woke up in time to throw on my trusty sophomore basketball sweats, a bun and a hoodie. Mistake.
I didn't know that not getting ready for the day results in losing IQ points, and the hidden suggestion for people to treat you much like they would a small 7th grader.
Dear receptionists, pharmacists, doctors and interns. I may look younger without my daily dose of mascara, but I still happen to be 18. I still know what insurance means, I know what a prescription is, and how to turn it magically into medicine. Yes, my younger brother is several inches and many waist sizes larger than I am, but I can comprehend your small words just as well if not better than he can.
Mental note:When going to an interview, taking a test, or participating in anything of importance, look pretty. If not, I might as well be a garbage truck driver.
I ran a few errands today, or rather, I became a mother figure by taking my brother to the doctor and picking up his prescription. I was told enough time to doll myself up, but I fell asleep and woke up in time to throw on my trusty sophomore basketball sweats, a bun and a hoodie. Mistake.
I didn't know that not getting ready for the day results in losing IQ points, and the hidden suggestion for people to treat you much like they would a small 7th grader.
Dear receptionists, pharmacists, doctors and interns. I may look younger without my daily dose of mascara, but I still happen to be 18. I still know what insurance means, I know what a prescription is, and how to turn it magically into medicine. Yes, my younger brother is several inches and many waist sizes larger than I am, but I can comprehend your small words just as well if not better than he can.
Mental note:When going to an interview, taking a test, or participating in anything of importance, look pretty. If not, I might as well be a garbage truck driver.
16 January 2011
8 and 9. Conjoined, yet completely different topics
8-I apologize for all of the orchestra and music references, but if you went through the weekend that I went through, you would say all this as well.
The moment when all the orchestra tunes. All the different yet similar pitches. Combine that with the suspense you have as the conductor raises his hands for the first note. I always worry I will fall out of my chair. It's a glorious moment.
9-I believe in my Savior, brother and friend. I believe in my Heavenly Father, and I believe I'm blessed with his guidance every moment of this life. I also believe that blankets are possibly the best invention known to man. I have a strong faith in mints, chewing gum, and toothpaste. I believe in running and the high's acquired from doing so. I believe that fruit is the greatest food group, right along side with the meats. I believe in monsters under my bed and I believe that high school is extremely overrated. 1 Semester left seniors. I believe we all have amazing qualities, but I wish more people would realize this. I believe in life long relationships. I believe chicken pot pie to be the ultimate comfort food. I believe that all dreams have a strong meaning in one's life. I believe that snow brings peace and sun brings energy.
The moment when all the orchestra tunes. All the different yet similar pitches. Combine that with the suspense you have as the conductor raises his hands for the first note. I always worry I will fall out of my chair. It's a glorious moment.
9-I believe in my Savior, brother and friend. I believe in my Heavenly Father, and I believe I'm blessed with his guidance every moment of this life. I also believe that blankets are possibly the best invention known to man. I have a strong faith in mints, chewing gum, and toothpaste. I believe in running and the high's acquired from doing so. I believe that fruit is the greatest food group, right along side with the meats. I believe in monsters under my bed and I believe that high school is extremely overrated. 1 Semester left seniors. I believe we all have amazing qualities, but I wish more people would realize this. I believe in life long relationships. I believe chicken pot pie to be the ultimate comfort food. I believe that all dreams have a strong meaning in one's life. I believe that snow brings peace and sun brings energy.
14 January 2011
7
I'd like to think I have many best friends, and I do. I love a lot of people and I would devote hours of my time to any one of these people.
But my very best happens to spend a lot of time with me. We spend a lot of afternoons, nights and mornings together. We go to school together every other day. We share the same passions, angers, frustrations, and joys. He gives me hickeys more than normal, sleeps in my bedroom some nights and others right downstairs. I've wanted to drop-kick him, and other times I would cry if he wasn't in my life.
His name is Victor. And he's my violin.
But my very best happens to spend a lot of time with me. We spend a lot of afternoons, nights and mornings together. We go to school together every other day. We share the same passions, angers, frustrations, and joys. He gives me hickeys more than normal, sleeps in my bedroom some nights and others right downstairs. I've wanted to drop-kick him, and other times I would cry if he wasn't in my life.
His name is Victor. And he's my violin.
13 January 2011
SAVE THE DATE
My masters District Orchestra and Choir concert will be this Saturday night at 7:30 at the Salt Lake Tabernacle. Please, if possible attend. It brought the audience to tears last year, and I can only imagine it will do the same this year. Please come. You won't regret it.
p.s. it's free. Need more incentive? I don't think so.
p.s. it's free. Need more incentive? I don't think so.
A day in the life of a violin-6
My day included, early morning violin, some english, some tests, a movie, more violin. practice. oh. and more violin. I believe I hopped on the crazy bus. First stop-insanityville.
-AP English should consist of lectures and assignments to help us pass exams right? If you agree please pass that on to my teacher. We read an article showing in lengthy detail how nutty and wacky America has become. Fits right in with grammar and paragraph organization doesn't it? I thought so.
-Orchestra. I almost ripped my hair out. Several times. Stand partners that never show, Conductors that, well, can't conduct. You might as well stand up there waving a blanket around, odds are you will keep better time than my oh so lovely conductor. I'm also a new fan of being expected to have perfected a song that I have never seen before. Ha.
But then all becomes well with the world when we travel to masters orchestra rehearsal.
To be surrounded by musicians who care, a conductor who knows more than the students, incredible music, and adorable new stand partners, you may as well call it my heaven on earth.
My day needs to consist of studying for finals as well, but we like to procrastinate.
-AP English should consist of lectures and assignments to help us pass exams right? If you agree please pass that on to my teacher. We read an article showing in lengthy detail how nutty and wacky America has become. Fits right in with grammar and paragraph organization doesn't it? I thought so.
-Orchestra. I almost ripped my hair out. Several times. Stand partners that never show, Conductors that, well, can't conduct. You might as well stand up there waving a blanket around, odds are you will keep better time than my oh so lovely conductor. I'm also a new fan of being expected to have perfected a song that I have never seen before. Ha.
But then all becomes well with the world when we travel to masters orchestra rehearsal.
To be surrounded by musicians who care, a conductor who knows more than the students, incredible music, and adorable new stand partners, you may as well call it my heaven on earth.
My day needs to consist of studying for finals as well, but we like to procrastinate.
12 January 2011
It's reptile season
As shown below, it's now the time for the scales to come out.
Mid-winter. When pants, tights, boots and anything used to cover legs become essential. Us girls get so used to just throwing on pants that when the time comes for us to wear a skirt, we take one short glance at our legs, cringe, then hide them beneath pantyhose. And forget lotion. The appearance of our shins and lower thighs become a thought on the backburner of our minds and we simply forget. Shorts? Heavens no. Try sweatpants.
Then we forget, while our legs go into hiding for these freezing months, that when it becomes time for them to shine, they shine a little too much. The pasty look becomes in again.
Cavemen legs are also acceptable during this time of year. Why pull out the razor when putting on pants is so much easier. Our legs begin to look like hairy alligators. It's ravishing.
Mid-winter. When pants, tights, boots and anything used to cover legs become essential. Us girls get so used to just throwing on pants that when the time comes for us to wear a skirt, we take one short glance at our legs, cringe, then hide them beneath pantyhose. And forget lotion. The appearance of our shins and lower thighs become a thought on the backburner of our minds and we simply forget. Shorts? Heavens no. Try sweatpants.
Then we forget, while our legs go into hiding for these freezing months, that when it becomes time for them to shine, they shine a little too much. The pasty look becomes in again.
Cavemen legs are also acceptable during this time of year. Why pull out the razor when putting on pants is so much easier. Our legs begin to look like hairy alligators. It's ravishing.
5
Love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind.
If anyone can name the movie, and better yet the actor, you will be boosted to number 1 on my favorite people list.
I don't think I've ever been in love. I've been in like, but not love. One day I hope it will happen to me, but I hope that day is a few years into the future. Love is something I don't understand. Everyone seems to have a different definition of it. One that's added into every definition however, is best friend. So let's just stick with that.
If anyone can name the movie, and better yet the actor, you will be boosted to number 1 on my favorite people list.
I don't think I've ever been in love. I've been in like, but not love. One day I hope it will happen to me, but I hope that day is a few years into the future. Love is something I don't understand. Everyone seems to have a different definition of it. One that's added into every definition however, is best friend. So let's just stick with that.
11 January 2011
Day 4-why would this interest anyone
This bores even me.
Toast pasta pb&j and soup.
There you go. I know you were all on the edge of your seats dying from curiosity of what I consume each day. You can all rest peacefully now.
Toast pasta pb&j and soup.
There you go. I know you were all on the edge of your seats dying from curiosity of what I consume each day. You can all rest peacefully now.
10 January 2011
My Shiny Teeth and Me
Fairly Odd Parents.
I brush my teeth a lot. Every time I leave the house, Every morning, every night, after most if not all meals, when I'm bored or when my mouth feels dirty. This results in me brushing my teeth 3-6 times a day. Over-excessive? My record is 10 in one day. It's often.
Brushing teeth gives me the same reaction that some girls get from cleaning, running, screaming, practicing, cooking, and who knows what else. It's a stress reliever. I was once told at the dentist I brush too hard. It's a chance that I might lose all my teeth at an early age. Not from rotting, but I might just scrub them right into non-existence. Which is fine with me. I plan to buy colored and designed dentures. At least one for every day of the week.
We have a relationship, my teeth and me. And we get along perfectly.
I have more dreams than normal about them all falling out. Worst nightmare. You dream about spiders, ghosts, dying, creepers, going to school in nothing but panties, kidnappings. I dream about losing a tooth. I woke up crying at one point.
I brush my teeth a lot. Every time I leave the house, Every morning, every night, after most if not all meals, when I'm bored or when my mouth feels dirty. This results in me brushing my teeth 3-6 times a day. Over-excessive? My record is 10 in one day. It's often.
Brushing teeth gives me the same reaction that some girls get from cleaning, running, screaming, practicing, cooking, and who knows what else. It's a stress reliever. I was once told at the dentist I brush too hard. It's a chance that I might lose all my teeth at an early age. Not from rotting, but I might just scrub them right into non-existence. Which is fine with me. I plan to buy colored and designed dentures. At least one for every day of the week.
We have a relationship, my teeth and me. And we get along perfectly.
I have more dreams than normal about them all falling out. Worst nightmare. You dream about spiders, ghosts, dying, creepers, going to school in nothing but panties, kidnappings. I dream about losing a tooth. I woke up crying at one point.
The Blessings
My Parents. Well, they're fantastic. If you knew them I know you would agree completely.
Jennifer. She's my best friend. We chat a lot, usually more than necessary. My dad likes shooting us stern looks from the stand in church because he knows we're talking too much. She understands all the random non-important happenings I rant about, and at times joins in the ranting. I quite enjoy it. She's one of the most giving people I know. Working full time while still being an incredibly mom can be no easy task. I realize at times I take all her service for granted and I try to let her know how much she is fully appreciated. One of the best cooks I know. I refuse to enjoy a brownie unless it comes from her. And my favorite of her dinners are the random sauces and pastas she makes by throwing all leftovers into a pot. They're uniquely delicious and fantastic for lunch the following day. She's amazing. I lover her with all my heart and more, and I'm truly thankful to be blessed with her in my life. I can only dream of being the mom she is to me.
Steven. He's a hoot and easily my favorite person I've ever known. If you're an avid reader, one of the first entries tells much about him. He's amazing and more loving than anyone I know. And I love the way he shows his love. "I love you" isn't a common term of his. But hugs, laughs, games, smiles and actions say it over and over again. We throw water at each other at dinner, he jumps out and scares me, walks centimeters behind me, teases like nobody ever has, and laughs his head off at a lot of my minuscule tragedies. And I wouldn't want him any other way.
He has every answer to any question you could ever think of. Knows just about every answer to any homework assignment, is willing to stay up late to finish my laundry, stays up all night when I'm sick, makes me a lunch every morning before school, leaves work if ever I need something. He sacrifices so much of his time it's unbelievable. He's a truly kind and giving person. I'm also quite partial to his random dance moves, loud and wonderful singing, and his diverse knowledge of music. I love him so much. He's a fantastic dad.
These paragraphs are quite scattered, so if you're looking for organization I apologize.
Jennifer. She's my best friend. We chat a lot, usually more than necessary. My dad likes shooting us stern looks from the stand in church because he knows we're talking too much. She understands all the random non-important happenings I rant about, and at times joins in the ranting. I quite enjoy it. She's one of the most giving people I know. Working full time while still being an incredibly mom can be no easy task. I realize at times I take all her service for granted and I try to let her know how much she is fully appreciated. One of the best cooks I know. I refuse to enjoy a brownie unless it comes from her. And my favorite of her dinners are the random sauces and pastas she makes by throwing all leftovers into a pot. They're uniquely delicious and fantastic for lunch the following day. She's amazing. I lover her with all my heart and more, and I'm truly thankful to be blessed with her in my life. I can only dream of being the mom she is to me.
Steven. He's a hoot and easily my favorite person I've ever known. If you're an avid reader, one of the first entries tells much about him. He's amazing and more loving than anyone I know. And I love the way he shows his love. "I love you" isn't a common term of his. But hugs, laughs, games, smiles and actions say it over and over again. We throw water at each other at dinner, he jumps out and scares me, walks centimeters behind me, teases like nobody ever has, and laughs his head off at a lot of my minuscule tragedies. And I wouldn't want him any other way.
He has every answer to any question you could ever think of. Knows just about every answer to any homework assignment, is willing to stay up late to finish my laundry, stays up all night when I'm sick, makes me a lunch every morning before school, leaves work if ever I need something. He sacrifices so much of his time it's unbelievable. He's a truly kind and giving person. I'm also quite partial to his random dance moves, loud and wonderful singing, and his diverse knowledge of music. I love him so much. He's a fantastic dad.
These paragraphs are quite scattered, so if you're looking for organization I apologize.
09 January 2011
Day 2-Infatuation
My First love? I'd like to think we were very best friends who were 'together' because everyone told us we were, had our first kiss because we were supposed to. Not really because we felt that way.
9th grade and student council. But we began our innocent love story the spring before during track. The biggest attraction that I felt towards him was his height. He was substantially taller than me, and in 8th grade those boys were very few and far between.
Our flame grew ever so brighter during the student council training in st. george that summer. And in 9th grade it became inevitable. excerpt from my journal that year-"He's my very best friend. He steals his mom's phone to text me everyday. He always knows when to make me laugh. And we always have so much fun working on things for student council. I really like him. I wish I knew if he liked me back." I will spare you the next estrogen filled entry when I found out his feelings were mutual.
But that's just it. We were best friends who loved spending time with each other. We were constantly teased by everyone in our class. Sadly, things exploded after our first kiss and we didn't talk for at least a year.
However, we grew up, realized our stubbornness, and were thrown into each others lives again. No nothing love related came of this. But we are fond friends again. The Jazz is usually a hot topic for our conversations, and he works at chik-fil-a. I visit him now and then. He's a joy to have around, and he grew into a smart, caring young man. He's going places.
He's a great kid. An admirable first love.
9th grade and student council. But we began our innocent love story the spring before during track. The biggest attraction that I felt towards him was his height. He was substantially taller than me, and in 8th grade those boys were very few and far between.
Our flame grew ever so brighter during the student council training in st. george that summer. And in 9th grade it became inevitable. excerpt from my journal that year-"He's my very best friend. He steals his mom's phone to text me everyday. He always knows when to make me laugh. And we always have so much fun working on things for student council. I really like him. I wish I knew if he liked me back." I will spare you the next estrogen filled entry when I found out his feelings were mutual.
But that's just it. We were best friends who loved spending time with each other. We were constantly teased by everyone in our class. Sadly, things exploded after our first kiss and we didn't talk for at least a year.
However, we grew up, realized our stubbornness, and were thrown into each others lives again. No nothing love related came of this. But we are fond friends again. The Jazz is usually a hot topic for our conversations, and he works at chik-fil-a. I visit him now and then. He's a joy to have around, and he grew into a smart, caring young man. He's going places.
He's a great kid. An admirable first love.
08 January 2011
Day 1-It's me.
Brenna
Past: I grew up here in Orem, attended several elementary schools, played football with the boys and mouthed off to the teachers. Went to jr high, where the mouthing off resulted in sitting in the hall and serious criticism. My brothers attitude is blamed on him being related to me. I am a legend at OJHS.
Present: 18, working, schooling, residing in Orem.
Future:College. Possibly Journalism, possibly Musical therapy. Refuse to get married until Amber returns from her mission.
Quirks: I Enjoy blogging while sitting in my closet, I have an obsession with my violin, Victor. I enjoy fighting with my English teacher, I have a problem with laughing and talking to myself out loud. I'm always louder than necessary.
Hop on the bandwagon, it's a party
Day 01 – Introduce yourself with pictures and words
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today
Day 11 – Your siblings
Day 12 – What’s in your bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – What you wore today
Day 15 – Your dreams
Day 16 – Your first kiss
Day 17 – Your favorite memory
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday
Day 19 – Something you regret
Day 20 – This month
Day 21 – Another moment
Day 22 – Something that upsets you
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry
Day 25 – A first
Day 26 – Your fears
Day 27 – Your favorite place
Day 28 – Something that you miss
Day 29 – Your aspirations
Day 30 – One last moment
07 January 2011
Breathe
Anna Nalick.
Whew. Quite a day, and we can only wish time could be turned back once in a while. But then again, what fun would that be.
BYU football players. Who knew they could be so famous around here. Poor QB turned redder than a ripe tomato when 2 employees asked for his signature today, and our manager fawned over him like a 10 year old would over Justin Bieber. I guess with talent comes fame. And to those who received the lucky inside scoop, I hope you understand why this paragraph is included.
Sleeping is nice, naps are better, but napping on your parents bed? There's nothing like it. I truly believe that I receive more beauty sleep while on my parents bed than in any other place in this world.
Cookies are always welcome at my house. My dear friends are very sweet.
Late night hot chocolate and movies are a wonderful way to spend a classic friday night.
I'm a big fan of blue and green eyeshadow mixes. Gorgeous and fun. If only we could all be that talented with applying make-up
Whew. Quite a day, and we can only wish time could be turned back once in a while. But then again, what fun would that be.
BYU football players. Who knew they could be so famous around here. Poor QB turned redder than a ripe tomato when 2 employees asked for his signature today, and our manager fawned over him like a 10 year old would over Justin Bieber. I guess with talent comes fame. And to those who received the lucky inside scoop, I hope you understand why this paragraph is included.
Sleeping is nice, naps are better, but napping on your parents bed? There's nothing like it. I truly believe that I receive more beauty sleep while on my parents bed than in any other place in this world.
Cookies are always welcome at my house. My dear friends are very sweet.
Late night hot chocolate and movies are a wonderful way to spend a classic friday night.
I'm a big fan of blue and green eyeshadow mixes. Gorgeous and fun. If only we could all be that talented with applying make-up
06 January 2011
A Lack of Color
Death Cab for Cutie. Please listen to it. It makes no sense. Sort of.
It's a day. Just a day. Nothing spectacular occurred. Nothing embarrassing happened. Nobody was mean, rude or spiteful. Everyone was in their norm. No surprises here. Rather than out of the ordinary extra ordinaries, we were forced to look for the hidden excitements. Try it.
A new tradition could have possibly been sparked today. Katy craved cinnamon, I craved sugar. A dessert treat, cinnamon roll and smoothie more than just hit the spot. Although we could have very well gained more weight than was consumed from all the whip cream and icing, this could occur monthly.
Procrastination and I get along. The key words in my AP English assignment- 'review' and 'begin'
Let me put those in senioritis language for you. Study the period before english. And don't begin. It's not technically due for a week. If you happen to be in this class, it's ok to cheer.
Oh how we all love the chastity lessons in good ol' seminary. This lesson however turned into: Boys, you must stay pure for your preisthood, mission, college, career, wife, family, future callings. Girls, you must stay pure for... well your temple marriage. I feel upstaged. I don't believe I've heard 'girls you need to get married' more in a 90 minute period than I did in 4th period seminary.
Well, I'm off to find myself a hubby.
It's a day. Just a day. Nothing spectacular occurred. Nothing embarrassing happened. Nobody was mean, rude or spiteful. Everyone was in their norm. No surprises here. Rather than out of the ordinary extra ordinaries, we were forced to look for the hidden excitements. Try it.
A new tradition could have possibly been sparked today. Katy craved cinnamon, I craved sugar. A dessert treat, cinnamon roll and smoothie more than just hit the spot. Although we could have very well gained more weight than was consumed from all the whip cream and icing, this could occur monthly.
Procrastination and I get along. The key words in my AP English assignment- 'review' and 'begin'
Let me put those in senioritis language for you. Study the period before english. And don't begin. It's not technically due for a week. If you happen to be in this class, it's ok to cheer.
Oh how we all love the chastity lessons in good ol' seminary. This lesson however turned into: Boys, you must stay pure for your preisthood, mission, college, career, wife, family, future callings. Girls, you must stay pure for... well your temple marriage. I feel upstaged. I don't believe I've heard 'girls you need to get married' more in a 90 minute period than I did in 4th period seminary.
Well, I'm off to find myself a hubby.
05 January 2011
Say Hey
Treniers. Listen Here. It's adorable.
The beginning of softball season, there's so many things to be said about this momentous occasion. Freshman Year-Terror. Insecurity.
Sophomore Year-The older girls seem so old. I want to be like them.
Junior Year-This drama better stop. Now. Get me out.
Senior Year-Bring it on. Love the girls, love the game, love life.
Honesty time, I'm not all that good. I've improved more than I could have ever hoped for. But I will never be as good as Brit. And it scared me silly that I might have to possibly fill her shoes.
The energy in open gyms can never be replicated. No pressure, being told to take it easy and slow, blasting the music, laughing and tricks from the coaches. Divine.
First bruise of the season? First open gym. I would have a good story for all of you, but I have no clue where it came from. But chances are it's from falling on the gym floor. Not really softball related. Oh well. There will be more bruises and stories to come.
Only thing bad about open gyms? The gray game. Let's hit it right on the boundary. Totally fair. Then give the next girl one right to the chest. So fair...
The beginning of softball season, there's so many things to be said about this momentous occasion. Freshman Year-Terror. Insecurity.
Sophomore Year-The older girls seem so old. I want to be like them.
Junior Year-This drama better stop. Now. Get me out.
Senior Year-Bring it on. Love the girls, love the game, love life.
Honesty time, I'm not all that good. I've improved more than I could have ever hoped for. But I will never be as good as Brit. And it scared me silly that I might have to possibly fill her shoes.
The energy in open gyms can never be replicated. No pressure, being told to take it easy and slow, blasting the music, laughing and tricks from the coaches. Divine.
First bruise of the season? First open gym. I would have a good story for all of you, but I have no clue where it came from. But chances are it's from falling on the gym floor. Not really softball related. Oh well. There will be more bruises and stories to come.
Only thing bad about open gyms? The gray game. Let's hit it right on the boundary. Totally fair. Then give the next girl one right to the chest. So fair...
01 January 2011
Happy Hangover
No, there was no drinking involved. But the lack of sleep serves as a sufficient substitute.
Lessons learned in 2011-
-Brenna can function until midnight. Give or take 20 minutes. After that she's done.
-Movies involving brain power from the viewing party are a horrible idea at 1 in the morning. Your eyes want to shut with all the power you possess, but the movie's intrigue draws you in, keeping you from peaceful slumber
-Functioning the day after almost no sleep seems nearly impossible
-I discovered that if I am forced to function and even more, go to work, people need to avoid me. I apologize for my smaller than normal attention span, rude comments and shorter than ever temper
-No sleep may and most likely will result in random outbursts of sobbing
This will be a learning year for me. 1 day down and already several lessons learned
Lessons learned in 2011-
-Brenna can function until midnight. Give or take 20 minutes. After that she's done.
-Movies involving brain power from the viewing party are a horrible idea at 1 in the morning. Your eyes want to shut with all the power you possess, but the movie's intrigue draws you in, keeping you from peaceful slumber
-Functioning the day after almost no sleep seems nearly impossible
-I discovered that if I am forced to function and even more, go to work, people need to avoid me. I apologize for my smaller than normal attention span, rude comments and shorter than ever temper
-No sleep may and most likely will result in random outbursts of sobbing
This will be a learning year for me. 1 day down and already several lessons learned
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