I like that, I like that a lot.

I like that my brother plays catch with me almost everyday.

I like that today I didn't catch the ball and got hit in the leg.

I like that I got a pretty nice bruise from it.

I like that I have to climb under a fence quite often because I chipped the ball off my mitt into my neighbors yard.

I like that I will be doing a sport again.

I like that I will get to wear long socks.

I like that I will get to play with friends.

I like that I feel like a little kid again.

I like that it feels like summer when I am playing.

I like that I will get to use my soccer cleats.

I like the smell of grass and sweat.

I like that my Dad is happy I finally decided to play.

Softball-I like that.

Laura Story - Blessings

We watched this today in Seminary. Lovely.

Just remember...

Heavenly Father loves you. Need I say more? He is constantly there to catch you when you fall, to help you through the hard times, and to send you friends when you need a hug.

"Everyone deserves a nap"

Lately, it seems all I can do is take naps, and most of the time I justify them by saying that I am a teenager, I had early morning layouts this week, and it is the end of the term. But the truth is, is that while some of them are just delightful, after some I just feel plain lazy. I am constantly falling asleep while people are txting me, and then I feel bad when it is an hour later and I still haven't txted them back. But, today when I was txting Zach he said this, "It is okay, everyone deserves a nap." Dear Zach Price, you are my hero. haha

I'm pretty excited about it.

Have you ever felt totally opposed to something and then out of nowhere you get decide that you actually like the thought of it? Softball. I used to think that I hated it and there was no way that I would ever even think about playing it. Then Kinsey invited me to be on her rec team. At first it was like..."are you crazy? No, I do not wanna play." Then I got a txt from her inviting me again, and the strangest thing happened...I got this urge to play. So, I thought-why not? It's playing with friends, and it will give me something to do. I told my dad (who has been trying to get me to play for the longest time) and my brother, both of which are baseball enthusiasts. After that my dad told me that I better start practicing, so Mckay took me out and started playing catch with me and giving me pointers. It was fun. I'm pretty excited about it.

Thank you miss Kins and Mckay. :)

Here we go again

Op, so here I am...again....in Newspaper...blogging. Lately this has been becoming quite the common occurrence. It's like I don't have time when I am at home because I am always doing school. But, then I come to school and do the things I probably should have done at home. I like it.

What the wet my laderhossen!

It all started after young womens tonight, when me and Kendall went back to my house to do math. Which was actually going quite well, Kendall was tutoring, and there was much understanding. I even factored some words all by myself. Yay, for best friends that are math geniuses!

So, then Kendall picks up her phone, and in a perplexed voice asks,"Why won't my phone shut off?" I bang it against the table, and shut it hard...all the normal tricks that seem to work. Then she notices something...something awful...her phone is charging... by itself. It. was. possessed. No joke about it ladies and gentleman, it is something you would have to see to believe-but not really because you can just read this post.

Well, Kenal's phone is pretty messed up anyway, so we just shrugged it off, did a couple more problems, and walked to my car take her home. Then, Kendall proceeds to tell me how something is going to pop out of her phone and kill her, and how this is just like the movie Missed Call. I start freaking out, then she tells me everything turned out okay in that movie, so I relax a small bit.

Then, I'm behind this car and this hand looked like it was sticking out of the window in front of me! So scary. We, pull up to her house and Kendall says,"Ah," and points to her dads car were an orange cat is perched on the trunk. But, obviously in my shaken state, the worst possible scenario ran through my mind and I mistook the cat for a person. Holy freakin' Halloween in March, I screamed a scream that has not been screemed for a very long time. So I begin to flip a U'y and stop mid-turn to catch my breath, and Kendall says, "Nobody lives here...so you might want to turn around." Oh, thanks for the heads up! Now I'm just staring at a freaking haunted house!?! What the lanta is going on around here?! So, I turn and pull by Kenal's house, she makes me promise to wait till she is safely inside, she gets in, I drive off, park, run inside my house, and finish my math hw.

Ghosts? nonsense. Possessed cellphones? You better watch out.

A lot a bit of happiness

5:20 AM-Wake up, get ready.

6:45 AM-Go to an AP history test review

7:41 AM-2:15 PM- regular school

2:15-3:30 PM- P.E. make-up workout

3:30-3:40 PM- come home gain my bearings. Leave.

3:40-6:00 PM-HOSA prep for state at Cammie's. Go home.

6:00-6:30 PM- go to the grocery store with my momma.

6:30-7:00 PM- sit and stare at facebook.

7:00-7:30 PM- Eat dinner.

7:30-now- blog.

I am quite content. I have decided that I love busy days, especially when they are filled with some of your favorite things. Today school was just great. Why? Because, I love school even though it is one of my main sources of stress, we had an assembly, a great lesson in seminary (as always), Thayne brought doughnuts, I fought with Tyler and Caleb about where St. Petersburg is (we all ended up laughing), lunch was provided by HOSA, 4th period was human biology.

Life is definitely good. Amidst all the heartbreak, the trials, and the stress there is always the Gospel of Jesus Christ to be the shining light at the end of the tunnel. And life, instead of being filled by all the little disparaging things, is enveloped in good and a lot a bit of happiness.

Wanna hear me ramble?

Sometimes blogging is a struggle. I want to write, I love to write, I just don't know what to write. It's a problem. I even sunk so low as to look up prompts for what to write. "Dishonor. Dishonor on your whole family." If you can name that movie I will be very proud of you, maybe even grace you with a pat on the back.

While I am on this complete ramble let me just make a confession; I may be in love with a caribou. One that is caramel, not an actual caribou, and is preserved in a frozen milk. Really it's just ice cream. But, it's really good ice cream...

So, uh...the movie is Mulan, and this post is quickly getting worse...soooo, that is all for today.

Science fairs: what a good activity.

After going to foxtrotting at young womens/young mens, Kenal Celeste bribed me (with gummy bears) to go to the district science fair with her. I knew that it would be fun due to the fact that Lindsey and Mckay were in it, but it ended up being so much more of a splendid time then ever expected.

Not only did we find great fun in talking about things that had no relevance to science-such as Kendall's pants (not as weird as it sounds-promise.) We also found that science fairs are the optimal place for making new friends. Chase (winner of the fair), Caleb, and Joseph, what gems. We are now best friends. haha

So, next time the science fair rolls around you all should go. You never know what will happen.