Procrastinatory Update on my Life

Procrastinatory (pro-cras-tin-a-tor-e) n: "I have homework . . . I think I'll post stuff on my blog!"

Thursday will mark the beginning of a great adventure. A great adventure indeed. For Thursday is the day the Shakespeare team will go to Cedar City for the Shakespeare Festival. I shall perform and be judged. I shall learn and play. Thursday will mark an epoch in my life. It is the climax of this story. This story of how I became an obnoxious thespian.

"Obnoxious?"

Obnoxious. As in, quoting Shakespeare more often than most people. Half of my conversations include, 'that reminds me of something we did in Shakespeare,' 'We did this really funny thing at the Renaissance Faire,' 'I wish I were in that musical,' and of course, overly dramatic reactions to things. This is obnoxious.

Tomorrow we will get our team jackets. Pictures will be posted. (I hope)

I got a dramatic monologue and was told it was comedic. So I tried to make it comedic. Then there was this part about death. So now it really is dramatic.

1000 Page-views

This blog just recently reached 1000 page-views! :O Though I'm pretty sure that a large percentage of these views belonged to me, this is still a pretty special milestone. (shniffle)

I saw this last night:

And spazzed out a bit. Now we are over 1000. How special.

Freshman Adventures

Though I am still in the Jr. High, I am a freshman, and I am having adventures.

~Going to a newly-built school
~Preferring the old one
~Working on THREE monologues
~Finding money in the road
~Friend duct taping himself to a bench
~Showing off
~Taking honors classes (duh)
~Taking almost every extra credit opportunity even though I am an A student
~Wanting shoes
~Ruining friends' appetites at lunch
~Scaring random people (on accident)
~Not taking choir (mild regret)
~I could totally star in the musical that my old school is doing. Not that I know what that is . . .

Well, now that I've got that all written out, it doesn't seem like much of an adventure. But it feels like one.

Start Salivating . . .

. . . now.

Pretzel + Nutella. You're welcome.

School

It began on Tuesday. I feel that the color I would use to describe my summer is greyish-brown. It did, of course, have lovely specks and drips of awesome colors, but my summer was not well spent. I resolve to do better next year.

In wasting a majority of my summer being a lump, I was not prepared for school, and all of the stuff that was dumped upon me. But now I think I am. I'm getting into school mode.

Such stuff I could type. Such stuff I shan't type. Such pictures I have taken, and neglected to take. Such such-ness.

Hipster

Youth Conference

Last Friday and Saturday I went to my very first....

YOUTH CONFERENCE!

But it was a ward conf., and we didn't have an over-nighter, so the Beehives and Deacons were aloud to go. Call me a jerk, but if I have to wait, everyone should have to wait. >_> But I had a good time with my youngish friends.

Day 1- SLC Temple Square, and the Humanitarian Center

This is my sister

Day 2- The Devil's Kitchen in Payson Canyon, and some lake in a place.
I must say, driving in a canyon is the WORST. :P I get a bit carsick.... but no mishaps. And Devil's Kitchen is cool.
But my favoritest part was at the lake. Rope swings, baby.