Here's my bubble. Here's life. *pop*

Well, I had a truly amazing Thanksgiving weekend. Things went really well, there weren't any fights with anyone going on. Things were just going very well. And then reality stepped in. Over the past couple weeks, I've gotten very close to a boy, and now I would consider him one of my closest friends. But the other night, I found out that his brother died in a car crash. Now, my life has been exceptionally easy. No one really close to me has died, and I haven't really had to deal with much. So, it's always a shock to me to see other people get a hard dose of reality. Obviously it broke my heart to think about what he must be going through. I cried for hours and had horrible nightmares once I fell asleep, so I cannot imagine what he and his family must be going through. It's a truly humbling experience to watch someone going through something like this, and I am more thankful than ever for my knowledge of God and heaven and the eternal nature of families. God bless those who have lost loved ones, and may you feel God's love this holiday season.

A Slice of the Pie of My Life

At the moment, pretty much my entire life is devoted to dance team; however, I've found that dance team truly is one of the best experiences of my life. If there's anyone thinking about joining dance team, I highly recommend it, although you may not be fortunate enough to get the team with the level of awesomeness that I have.
I've found a new level of confidence, and I have twenty new sisters that I know I can count on. (One thing you'll learn about me is if I'm even remotely close to you, I'll consider you family. If I had to list all the people I consider family, my computer would crash.) This particular dance team is strangely close-knit so I've been told, especially considering its size. I hope my girls are reading this, and if any of you are, thank you for the amazing experiences and those still yet to come!

High on Life

Given my first post and the fact that by most people's standards I am very conservative, one begs the question as to how I could possibly be getting high on life. Well at the moment the title refers simply to the fact that I'm (usually) very happy, without any outside chemical influence. But it also means that at the moment I'm so busy it feels like I'm high, only not in a good way. I'm kept very busy, taking five honors classes, dance team, babysitting most every other day, and other various positions that sop up the rest of my time. (So, bear with me. If you follow this blog, you may have to read my complaints about how busy/stressed I am. Let me apologize ahead of time) But regardless, I am very proud of the fact that I can be happy while not on drugs or any other unhealthy vice. And that's the story

Oh the Cleverness of Me

I'm on my high school's dance team, and with many other dance teams, we do head stands a lot. What most people don't know is that repeatedly doing headstands on hardwood floors has some nasty side affects, namely a throbbing headache, sensitivity of the scalp, and dandruff like snow on Christmas morning. The latter symptom chose to manifest itself in my third period class today, and due to my own lack of ability to endure that level of humiliation, I chose to come home from school early. As you can imagine, I really feel good about myself at the moment. (not that my self-esteem depends on whether or not I have dandruff. still it's a stupid reason to be home from school.)

First Blog

Hello to anyone who is reading this. A friend of mine suggested I start a blog, so here goes. I'm probably your typical high school student. Actually no that's not really true. I'm a lot more conservative than most high school students. I don't do drugs or anything like that. In fact, the most addicting substance I've ever had was about a tablespoon of Monster. (although some say my cookies (the one thing I can actually cook) is addicting as well) Haha, and if you haven't guessed it by now, I'm a Mormon.
Yours truly,
High on Life