OK, we did NOT start on choreography. Origionally, Dan (the guy who used to be on the BYU Ballroom dance team & who teaches us) was going to do the choreography for us, but now me, my friend Jasmine, & the other people in the club are going to have to do it ourselves. Actually, it's not that bad, since we've learned over 20 tricks & moves.
Last night was tons of fun though. We started learning this trick where we start in closed dance position (picture shown), the girl jumps over the connected hands, then do a back-flip from there. Believe it or not, this is actually really hard. We were working on the jumping-over-the-hands part for at least half an hour. Since none of the girls could get to the point where they were jumping over every time, we quit and went to something else. Let's just say that my feet hate me today.
Closed dance position
My shoulder hates me too because we also learned how to do this really cool thing (It's not really a trick, but then it is really hard to do. At least for us taller girls). It's like an illusion, let's call it that. Pretty much, we do the rock-step triple-step and then the girl spreads her legs apart, flexes everything, pushes on the guy to keep her up, and the guy turns so that it looks like the girl is ice-skating. It's super duper cool looking, but I did not do it perfectly once. (Quite frustrating, because I usually catch on fast). I feel bad for my partner, because I tried so hard to keep myself up, but I somehow ended up being dead weight, so it looked like my partner was trying to swing around a gigantic rag doll.
While learning how to do that jumping trick I mentioned earlier, the guys were paranoid that their girl was going to fall. So, Dan decided to use me to demonstrate what to do in "emergency situations". He just told me to try to jump over, and every single time he would say "OH NO SHE'S GONNA FALL!" and he would "save" me. One of the times he helped me have a graceful landing to the floor. I was a little frustrated because I was not able to jump over my partners' arm, so I would try my hardest to jump over and he would stop me. Oh well, it was still pretty funny.
Life lesson (for guys): Never drop your girl.
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We are FINALLY going to be starting choreography for Lindy. TONIGHT! Eeeee!!! Btw, it's the Ballroom Dance Club, and we're going to be performing it at the Jazz Band Swing Dance Dinner Fundraiser :) (Mile-long title) It's going to be legit, with crazy tricks and everything! Well, not as crazy as some tricks I've seen on Youtube, but crazy enough for me, or anybody, to be scared out of my wits to do them.
Confession: I'm really tall, and I'm scared of heights. Why do I say this? Sometimes, I have to be thrown in the air, and sometimes I reach heights that are well above my partner's head (Usually taller than I am). Let's see if I do get used to being thrown in air... Let the challenge begin!
Have you ever heard of the website called "My Life Is Average"? Well, if you haven't, look it up in your free time. It's amazing.
My Average story of the day:
I was reading MLIA just now and someone mentioned a website called http://www.wwwdotcom.com/. Being intrigued, I looked up this website. You know what it says? "
Attention:
You have reached the very last page of the Internet.
We hope you have enjoyed your browsing.
Now turn off your computer and go outside. "
I didn't even though there was a such thing as the last page of the internet.
So, I am way way WAYYY behind in my online classes (Not even halfway done with the work for both classes). Because LIGHT just ended last night, I decided that I suddenly have all of this time to work my rear-end off on finishing these blasted classes.
BUT I have another commitment that doesn't even require time: Facebook. Yep, I'm addicted to Facebook (again). The sad thing? I'm always waiting for a best friend to get on, or somebody to comment on my status. You know the drill; I waste a lot of time lolly-gagging around. It's pathetic. Which is most likely why I feel like my life is pathetic; I spend all of my time doing pathetic things. But that's not the point I'm trying to get across.
Sooo today, I would be working on English for 2 minutes, then I would spend 10 minutes on Facebook. Out of the big blue, I called my mom over, covered my face, ducked my head between my legs & told her to change my Facebook password. And she did. Then with one last status change, making sure notification e-mails will no longer be appearing in my inbox, & a little bit of wimpering, I logged off of Facebook for the last time until my online classes are done.
I feel like a part of me stayed with that little world of social-networking, but I'm confident that it will be able to wiggle itself free. But still, it's like the "No Facebook for a month" all over again...
But hey, at least I'll have time to finish my ingenius plan for the upcoming 100th post ;)
Dude, this is as hard as choosing a favorite star in the heavens (Name that movie!) My current favorite recreational book (aka, favorite book besides my quad) is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I have NEVER cried, or shouted as much as I did while reading this book.
Just a little bit of reminiscing here, I stayed up until at least midnight reading this every night the week before finals. Not good for my health, or my grades, but it was worth it. (BTW, I passed every final with surprisingly good scores. The night I finished this book, I was screaming "KILL THE DEATH-EATERS! GO MRS. WEASLEY, KILL BELLATRIX!!! .... YAY!!!!!" My family probably considered sending me to a mental hospital, or something. My younger brother and I are the only people in my whole family who are obsessed with HP (Actually, I think I'm the only one...)
Day 21 - A picture of something you wish you could forget.
I wish that I could forget all of the stupid things I've done. Not stupid things that I did on purpose (like lighting a big piece of paper in jewelry), but stupid things I did that I knew better & did it without thinking. Does that make any sense?
Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.
I would love to travel to every single temple in the world.
So far I've been to:
Mesa, AZ
Gila Valley River Temple, also in AZ
San Diego, CA
Newport Beach, CA
Salt Lake City, UT
Denver, CO
Manhattan, NY
I'm not the baby, that's Anna, my little sista, who was very little at the time. I was like 2 or 3 years old in this pic... Soo, about 14 years ago. Weird, I'm getting old
Yes, that's Reese Witherspoon, but the picture fit perfectly for one of my biggest insecurities: running while somebody is behind me. I'll tell you why if you would ask me, cuz it's embarrassing
Oh hai, it turns out that the 100th post on this blog is 15 posts away after this post... The blogger dashboard lied to me!! Anyways, back to the 30 Day Challenge...
Day 17- A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently
Being in LIGHT this year! It has helped me through some difficult times, I feel more confident about myself, & the amazing people in LIGHT have helped me grow spiritually! (I hope I haven't grown physically, I'm tall enough)
I'm depressed at the thought that our last show this season is a week from today :(
(Picture is at the old tabernacle in St. George Utah, where we did an EOI. Credit goes to one of the LIGHT mamas who came on tour with us. That was an amazing tour)
Day 16- (A) picture(s) of someone who inspires you
1st pic (Going clockwise):
Missionaries! They leave their families and friends at home to serve the Lord for two years. (In the pic: my friend Elder Brimhall who is currently serving a mission in Scotland)
Jeri Jack! She is a dear friend of mine. She's an amazing photographer, has an amazing testimony, funny, and is just an amazing person in general! :D
Howard W. Hunter. He was prophet for nine months and made a huge impact in that time! When he was told he could never walk again, he proved that theory wrong. Plus, he did everything to be like Christ! (Seriously, there are some amazing stories)
Emma & Joseph Smith! Joseph Smith was the first prophet of the church, and he sacrificed so much to restore the gospel. Same with Emma. She supported her husband the whole way. She's my role model. :)
2nd pic:
The first presidency, 'nough said :)
3rd pic:
Every single person in LIGHT.
There are a lot more people who inspire me, this is just a few. Haha
99th post! I'm going to be working on my 100th post tonight ;)
Day 15- A picture of something you want to do before you die
I want to get married in the temple and have a lot of kids before I die. (Most likely half of what you see in the pic.) Literally, if I am in a situation where I think I'm going to die, I say to myself "No, you can't die yet. You need to have a family before you do!" I've wanted to have a family for as long as I could remember!
Day 14- A picture of someone you can never imagine your life without
Dude, I can't picture my life without my family! (Gosh, it's a miracle that we could all fit into one frame...) I LOVE MY FAMILY SOO MUCH!!!
(P.S., my mummy made every single stocking you see in this pic except her own. 100+ hours per stocking.)
Do you ever take time to look out of your circle of friends, see that someone is standing alone in the corner, and walk over to talk to this stranger? Probably not. That means you have to step out of your comfort zone to meet someone who is a "loner", and people might call you a "loner" too. Or this person might not be a fun person, and they might stalk you for the rest of your life.But who cares? This person is a child of God, just like you and me. There could be many reasons why they are quietly sitting in the corner. Maybe they are thinking of doing something horrible to themselves. Maybe they are just stressed out about their lives. Maybe they're extremely shy. Whatever the reason, smiling and talking to him/her can make their day, maybe even change their life.
I have an amazing story here that I want you to read, and as you're reading it, just think about what you're reading.
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his
eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives."
He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before..
We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach.... but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
Call me weird, but I have recently discovered that I have an obsession for:
Celtic Music. It's just so happy! Plus, it reminds me of totally epic movies.
Jello. Made from animal bones, hooves, and skins. Delightful! JK. (I wonder if vegetarians eat Jello... I'll ask my friend Jasmine)
Hair accessories. (Pic coming soon. I'm sure you know what they are. If you don't, Google is your new best friend) No outfit is complete without hair accessories. :)
Yes, I do love soft snow, but that's not what I want this picture to mean. Two things: I love being happy, and I love being, well... me! I don't mean it in a conceited way at all, I'm just happy that I'm who I am, even though I do have many flaws.
Day 10 - A picture of the person you do the most messed up things with.
Excuse the weird pic. It has to be my younger sis Anna! We have been dealing with each other sharing the same room for 14 years. We do quarrel, like normal siblings, but man, the crazy things we do! (Right, Anna?)
It is very late on a Monday night, but I have no school tomorrow, so I might as well write a whole post about NY now :)
Tuesday/Wednesday:
Bye bye AZ!
Sooo our flight was suppose to leave from Phoenix at 10:30 PM. I did not really care to talk to people, as I usually go to bed around that time, so my brain was pretty much shut off. Flying is both exciting & terrifying at the same time: You're thousands of feet above the ground, the view is amazing, but then the plane might take a crash landing for whatever reason. No matter what position I put myself in, I could not sleep to save my life. Thankfully, my dear friend Shannon gave me her jacket and I was able to comfortably lean on her (I say this because the armrest was up, & it was poking my side) and fall into a half sleep.
We landed in Georgia, and because of lack of sleep, I was jumping around and being plain annoying. Ate a lot of yummy food with Amelia & Amanda, then slept in the cold, Georgia airport. I do not remember much of the flight from Georgia to Philadelphia, but then those details don't matter much. All I know is that our plane was late in arriving: 11 AM (not AZ time. Have you ever been so tired, it seems like you're not? I have.)
Spongebob! Leave Kyle alone!
One iPod+3 headphones=happiness
The rest of the day consisted mostly of driving, pit stops, and listening to music. We stopped at the gas station with a Cinnabon, Popeyes', Burger King, & some other restaurant I never heard of. I wanted to just spend $5, so I spent it on a Kids' Meal, and got a Spongebob squirty toy out of it. Man, we had fun with it... Everybody got annoyed with it spitting water in their ears, so he was condemned to my purse for the rest of the trip.
From what I heard, our hotel was actually in New Jersey. We got there some time before 6 to put our stuff in our rooms, & spiff ourselves up for seeing Mary Poppins on BROADWAY!!!! SQUEE!! We had dinner first, at some place called Dallas BBQ (I know, we're in NY, & we go to some restaurant named after a city in Texas? Come one! The food was yummy though). Ribs, chicken, fries, cornbread. What a grand feast! I was expecting the same with dessert, but we got nothing but teeny, rich, unlawfully delicious brownies.
The moment arrived to go to Times Square to see Marry Poppins! First impressions of New York was not bad at all by the way. I don't remember seeing any New Yorkers glaring, and I did not hear any yelling except from the vendors. I LOVED NY!!! It's amazing! Anyways, Mary Poppins on Broadway was magical. Literally. It was like a whole household on stage, and to this day I still have no idea how in the world they managed to do the scene changes. I was falling asleep half during the slower parts, but besides that, I was awake. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (hey, I spelt it right the first time!) reminded me of Alice In Wonderland, but Step in Time was AMAZING! Bert walked up the walls and was tap-dancing on the ceiling for crying out loud! And of course, at the very end, Mary Poppins actually flies over the audience (including the nose-bleed section where we sat). The musical was "practically perfect in every way"! I LOVED IT I LOVED IT I LOVED IT
~*~!Picture Time!~*~
Top Left Corner: Dallas BBQ!
Other Top Corner: Me, Abby, Mama Davis, Jamie :) (I love these peeps!)
Bottom Left Corner: Will, Alexis, Jessica (I love these peeps too!)
Picture Not Mentioned Yet: Random trash can outside of the restaurant. I wonder how the police finds out who threw away the TV dinner that was obviously consumed in a household. DNA samples, possibly?
Oh, gosh, this one is hard! There are WAY too many funny pictures in the world! Ugh! I'll just go with dees-a-one.
This is a friend of a friend. I was bored last summer & saw that one of my friends made an interesting comment on a pic, so I clicked on the link and I see this. And oh my goodness, it made my day xD
I fail at doing the 30 Day Challenge haha, but I'm still going to do it.
My most treasured item(s) are the scriptures (This includes my quad, my journal, & my patriarchal blessing). To me, scriptures are things that are from God, so automatically it's my quad, and my patriarchal blessing. Obviously, my journal and most of the writings in my journal are not from Him, but it's where I write all of my experiences, so in a way, they are like scriptures.
