Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Someone once said an unwritten goal is merely a wish. So I've taken to writing down my goals to make them more real. I think my blog is a good place for writing goals because then it's public and people can see my progress and help me.
Well...my sisters and I have this goal...to hike to the I. We attempted it once and failed because there was a "No Trespassing" sign and we didn't feel ready to get in trouble with the law. Jarom has hiked the I, so I wrote him asking for pointers. The only thing he could tell me was to be sneaky, which no offense didn't really help a whole lot. Our goal has yet to be realized. We're still trying to gather the courage to attempt this intense hike. Wish us luck. And if anyone has advice...we would love to hear it.
Friday, May 22, 2009
During the transformation scene at the end of Beauty and the Beast, there are eight couples who waltz around the Beast/Prince and Belle. It's supposed to be this beautiful scene-I will probably end up crying. Can't you picture it? Tears streaming down my face as I try to waltz gracefully?
Back to the point of this post. Last night we learned the waltz and then tried to fit it in with the rest of the scene. We didn't really know where to enter and start dancing, but we were listening to the music for the "Tale as old as time" theme to start playing. Because that's when we start waltzing. Unforunately, this theme appears at least three times. Finally my partner and I thought we heard our entrance music, so we went waltzing across the stage.
I wondered why our waltzing path was suddenly so open and uninhibited by other members of the cast. Oh, maybe because it wasn't our entrance. But we didn't realize that the choreographer was shouting at us to get off the floor. Or that the cast was snickering because we were randomly waltzing across the stage. So...yeah, it was awkward.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Eleventh grade honors English was quite the class. Mr. Rich has the most interesting and distinct personality of any teacher I've ever met. Such a funny guy. I am convinced that his class is the only reason I passed the AP test. I learned how to write analytically in that and only that class. Because, no offense, I learned nothing but how to skip class everyday in AP English. My whole blog was even a product or Mr. Rich's class! Anyway, I just want to share one of my favorite memories from that class.
It was a quiet day-I think we were all reading silently. Mr. Rich had been ranting about his love life but had settled down for a time. Suddenly he slammed his hand on his desk, stood up, and exclaimed, "Girls are scum!" Then as every head in the room turned to look at him he started up on another tirade. Oh, what a guy.
PS: My champagne glass costume is getting better and better. I get to wear a wig. A bubble wig!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
...I'd have more time to blog. The trouble is that I just don't have anything interesting to say. Not like my blogs are always deep wells of knowledge and wisdom, but you know.
I just have one thought right now. There are many, many reasons why I prefer working at the MTC Bookstore rather than the main BYU bookstore. But there is one perk of working at the BYU Bookstore that very nearly trumps all my reasons I don't want to work there: they can wear jeans and t-shirts. I wish I didn't have to wear a skirt to work every day.