Musical practice started today. YAY! I'm happy- I love musical season. We were supposed to dance, but the choreographer couldn't make it, so we just learned some songs.

My school's basketball team had their first defeat last night. At least, the first defeat that counted. I wasn't surprised; the team they played was HUGE (meaning the height of the guys) and were also undefeated. It was a stressful game- but was a lot of fun. The game determined which school would be first in our league.

I've had a small breakout on my face. Ew. And they're all the stupid kind of zits that are under your skin and so your skin just looks like the surface of Mars close up. I've also been eating a lot. Like, not at meals, but it seems like I'm eating little things constantly. I blame hormones.

The darling Abby posted about Covenant College over on her blog- and I think I might like it. As of right now, there is only one other college I'm looking at, but I'm a sophomore and I have time. It fits all of my first- glance requirements, (Christan College but doesn't say "Christian" or "Bible" or anything like that in the name and out of state) plus its closer to home than the other college I'm looking at. (Seattle Pacific University) It has a variety of Undergrad programs, including English Communications, Journalism, and even English Theatre. I think I might like it...

Wait. Actually, as I read their website more, I don't think I want to be an English Major there.... All of their sentences are one- thought sentences, and a lot of their sentences start with "and"... hmm. Well, it seemed good at first.... I'll probably still look at it, but it won't be my first choice.

As I look around the SPU website, the more I think I'll like it. The English department looks tough, and an English major has to be proficient in a foreign language, but it seems good. The writing on the website is pretty good, too. No major grammar errors that I'm aware of!

Oh, dear blog, I bet you feel rejected and lonely, don't you! I is sorry.

High school is so stressful. I'm only in tenth grade, and my dad is already making me look at colleges so he can plan vacations around college visits! It sucks. The closer I get to having to decide what I want to do for the rest of my life, the less I'm sure what it is I want to do! *sigh...*

Finals are this week, and all of my teachers gave more tests on top of that. Apparently they'll help us study... Yea, the same stuff we've been studying for the past three weeks! It's not going to help us study, it just adds to the stress level!

Sorry for venting.... life sucks. Well, not really, but life during finals does. I want chocolate.

My family doesn't really have any snack foods in the house, and after church my mom went to the grocery store, so Yearin and I looked for some. THERE ARE SO MANY TYPES OF POPTARTS!! Yes, that was random. I'm a random person.

I'm hyper today. I don't know why, I just am... So I think I'll end this post with a hamster on a piano...

Happy New Year!

In 2008, I:

Traveled through seven different countries in 3 months

Made friends that live all over the world/country

Started Cheerleading

Was in my schools first musical

Started blogging

In 2009, I will:

Spend 5 weeks in Ukraine

Cheerlead- again

Turn 16!

Get my learners permit

Get my drivers license

Celebrate my first year of blogging.

Whacha Get?

So, yea, this post is just a little late.... Mainly because my computer crashed and so now I have to use my moms computer, and I don't like blogging when my parents are in the room and I just remembered my parents read this but I'm too lazy to take that out and this is a really long run on sentence and hopefully people can read it cuz I find run on sentences impossible to read.

Wow.

So anyway, this is what I got for Christmas:

An iPod (4g purple nano)

Two books (Do Hard Things by Alex and Brett Harris, and I forget the name of the other one....)

A Vera Bradly purse

clothes ( a jacket, two rocker tees, and a sweater)

money ($250, but $130 is for travel)

gift cards (to target...)

nail polish

hair dye

So what did you get?

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My family had the dinner for my extended family at my house this year, which I honestly didn't mind. However, all my cousins are three or more years younger than me, and we got rid of all my toys. So with nothing to do, my cousins decided to play pretend. The story? They were kids home alone one night, and they get robbed, but defeat the robber by beating her up. The robber? Yea, that was me. Fuuuuuuuuuun....

The Other Side

(This is another assignment for school. The assignment was "If you could create an ulterior persona, what would that person be?")

There was a flurry of activity going on around me. The Prop and Set crews were running around on stage, making sure everything was in place. Makeup artists were putting the final touches on the actors and actresses. Everything had to be perfect for opening night!

If I could create an ulterior persona, it would defiantly be a Broadway actress.... or a concert flutist.... or a singer in a rock band.... or... so many to chose from! I'd probably go with the acting, though.

Acting is one of my first loves, one of the few I'm somewhat nerdy about. I love every thing about it- learning my blocking, memorizing my lines. even the last week of 24/7 rehearsal before opening night. It's stressful, but I love it.


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The assignment ended there, but I have one more thing to say: PSAT results.

For those of you who don't know what that is, the PSAT is the test you take that prepares you for the SAT, the test you take to get into college. I did OK, I guess...

Christmas Memories

I wrote this for school today, and thought it would make a good blog, so I decided to post it here! Don't you feel special?

I woke up feeling euphoric in my special Barbie Christmas pajamas to the sound of eggs cooking on the stove and the smell of cinnamon rolls in the oven. At six years old, I had been waiting for this day all year, and couldn't believe it was finally here! I umped out of bed and ran to the stairs, then stopped, remembering that I had to wait for my parents to check and make sure Santa had come.

"Mommy!" I cried. "Daddy! Did Santa come?" My dad walked to the stairs a few minutes later, carrying a steaming mug of tea.

The calming sent drifted up the stairs, as he said "He came. Do you want to open presents or eat breakfast first?

I ran down the stairs, sounding like a stampede of six children. Half an hour later, I was euphoric once again. I had gotten all I wanted and more!