My day was booooooooooring after school. So I decided to make a blog! :D Actually, I wanted to blog since ever. I just never could figure it out, and I didn't know that they have this blogspot thingy. But I found this site just a while ago. And..it was sad at first when I found this site. But now everything is okay, and I hope it stays like this. :) Aaaaaaand I'm going to try to get more people to blog. Because it's freakin' awesome.
Anyways. High School is going great so far this year. It has been a rough summer, and a rough start this year. But, I hope it gets better to the point where there's no worries about anything, and I can relaaax and be stress-free! :D Tomorrow I have to march in the parade in Hamburg for Popcorn Days. >_> I really hate parades. Here's the reasons.
1. I hate sweating. And in our uniforms, you would sweat after a parade if it was 50 degrees out.
2. I have to keep my flute straight and horizontal from the ground, and after every parade, I nearly cry because my right shoulder is in sooo much pain from keeping it horizontal. >_>
3. I hate my pants....the uniform pants. xD Yeaaaah. They are weird. And funky.
4. And I hate the after-smell. Everyone smells soo bad. Combine that with the uniforms equals D:
Yepp. True stuff. And also. This freshman boy, Alex, keeps calling me right now as I type. He left me a voicemail, and he is wondering if I'm at the game so I can talk to him........I'm not at the game. He's kinda...scary. I don't really talk to him that much. If I do, he'll keep talking and talking. Then he'll like ask me more stuff about my personal life. Uhhh. I barely know him. And I'm NOT ending this relationship now to date him. He keeps asking me about this one I'm in now. >_> This kid drives me insane.
Also. Next week is Homecoming week!!! Another band-related thing: we are going to do a show out on the field...again! Man...I miss doing that. It's soooo fun. :) And I have no idea what I'm going to wear for super star day on Monday. :/ Crap. On the other side, I'm excited for the dance. :) Yaaaaaaay! :)
Another thing I just thought of before I posted this. My mom is going to let me go to church with the Kunz's Sunday again. :D See, the first times I went to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in town, I loved it the first time. Everyone was sooo nice to me, tons of people greeted me. I love it when they give you the little glass of water and bread. I don't know actually what they call it...but my old church calls it communion. My church serves grape juice. They serve water. And the funny thing is they pass them differently. Every time that tray is passed to me I'm like, "Oh my goodness, please don't drop it...I'll be an embarrassment to the whole church!!!" I'm surprised that I haven't dropped it yet. I'm so clumsy. ^_^ When I go to church here I don't really experience the Holy Ghost like I do at the Methodist church. So, thanks to Hannah Kunz for taking me there. :) But I met up with Elder Charlesworth and Elder Devoe. They invited me to get baptized...September 12th. Which was supposed to be TOMORROW! :/ My mom wouldn't let me. Until I'm 18. She disagrees with the church soooo much. They're christian. Yet she doesn't believe that they aren't. She doesn't understand what I love about the church so much. When I told her about the baptism...she flipped. A week she wouldn't treat me the same. It was upsetting. Other family members tried to back me up to become Mormon. Then I would just cry. They weren't yelling at me or anything...I just cried. I don't know why. I really wanted to be baptized. But I guess after a week everything is good. My mom will let me go to the church, when ever I wanted *coughcough* which is EVERY Sunday. Maybe seminaries in the morning I could go once in a while. But I'm going to church this Sunday and I'm excited. Elder Charlesworth is just funny and right now I miss him. xD Elder Devoe doesn't really talk much...but when he does, he makes me laugh. It's like, they're serious about teaching you then they goof off. Pssht. Men. And Elder Charlesworth is leaving this month. :/ I wanted him to baptize me but I'll wait till I'm 18 and he better be here in Nebraska when I get baptized to baptize me. Right now I'm just going to keep learning, going to church, and never give up for what I believe. Maybe Mom will cool down once she realizes that I'm still the same person when I go.
And today is September 11th. In American History, Mr. Ritchie let us listen to a song that The Eagles wrote 8 years ago on this very day. I think The Eagles are a 60's or 70's band? I dunno. I liked it. I got tears in my eyes actually. I get sooo emotional, it's ridiculous. I would cry if I saw a dead squirrel on the road. :'( But I remember that day on 9/11.....I was in 2nd grade and teachers in the class were getting phone calls from the school office. And their faces and reactions...they were trying to be calm as possible. And it was scary. We knew something was wrong. But we were too young to understand everything happened that day. So today I just thought more about the 9/11 attack then the previous years. P.S. Mr. Ritchie is the awesomest teacher ever!!! I hate it when he leaves for golf though, he's never there the last hour. :/ And he showed us a scary video about Michael Jackson's 'ghost' in his home called Neverland. And this scary dude popped out and screamed! From animations. I screamed. Like a girl. >_> Gaaaah.
Sooo that's what's been on my mind lately. And many other things. So I should stop typing now...this blog is getting pretttttttttyyyyyy long isn't it? And I made my point on this post. :) Success! First blog! WHOO! Okay. I'm done now. :)
Byyyyyyyyye! :)
No comments:
Post a Comment