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remadgrqeGQERGNPOQadgqdgqihgoqerpoihhriqe is a good description of my brain and thoughts right now. just blah-ish. i dunno. it's a wednesday thing,i guess. i guess it's just too middle-of-the-weekish for me. wanting not to take tests. wanting to know if i can achieve my goal list in my little piano notebook. and wondering when something significant enough to blog about will happen.



and nothing has.



but again, today is wednesday, so maybe somethings have happened but i've been to tired or oblivious to notice it.



so here's some stuff from last week (3 events,to be exact) that i've been to lazy to blog about.



I WON AN AWARD LAST WEDNESDAY. It felt pretty good. It was for my science fair project, which is NOT a fun experience. But anyway, the judges gave me a purple ribbon which means that in a couple of weeks I'll go down to UVU and present my poster to some even tougher judges who will decide if i'm going to STATE COMPETITIONS. WHICH MAKES ME NERVOUS, considering that I haven't actually gotten my poster back. Hoping that it's just gathering dust in the Science Lab, and they didn't lose it. BUT THEN AGAIN, NOT UNCOVERING THINGS IS A WEDNESDAY THING, so I guess i'll just have to clear it up tommorow.



I GOT PERMISSION TO SKIP MATH CLASS. EVEN BETTER, I got to eat OREOS with my principal and everyone else who got a purple ribbon. Lots of fun.



THEN THERE WAS THAT MINI-RIOT at my basketball game on Saturday. It's a pretty fun story to tell, and since I'm no natrual storyteller, I'll do my best.



A kid on the opposing team (with a rather intimidating red mohawk, might I add,) was PLAYING DIRTY, which is Jogus-talk for PUSHING the COACH'S SON. Coach was pretty angry, especially since the REFS WOULDN'T CALL IT. He blew it off, but when it happened again, well, it really was as if he screamed "I'M MAD!" to the world.

I'm not especially proud about what happened next. But oops, too late, the first half of the story is on the internet. So put your Diet Coke down and get ready to be shocked by the Schockinator!!!

COACH PUSHED RED- MOHAWK KID!!!!!!!!!! And it wasn't a gentle one either. It was a jump-across-the-court kind of push. Well red-mohak kid's mom got FURIOUS!!! She got out of chair... Let me rephrase that. She STORMED out of her chair, ANGRILY STRUTTED across the court and started yelling at coach. They had end the game. NOT COOL!!!


have a good week.

here's to ruin the evil wrath of tq[46u9[34qrgiqhoiqhqoiqioyhpqoihqophpoqrajk;kafhhahahakjh.

Last Weekend...

By Wednesday, I realized I hadn't blogged about the baptism, so I just decided wait until the weekend ot do the post. And so finally, by 2:50 pm on a Saturday, I will try to remember every single detail about our wonderful weekend.

It started off like any Saturday morning, with a Crack of dawn wake-up time, Tv shows we didn't have time to watch during the week, muffins, and all sources of general merriment.

But we knew it wasn't an average Saturday. Will was unknowingly taking the first BIG step in his young life. Anna was taking the gospel's step two, but she actually knew about it. :-) And Jogus, he had a talk and was scared. Really scared.

We started getting all ready at about 10 am. Grandpa Brent came, and we loaded in the car.

I talked calmly to Anna, but inside it was opposite of a calm conversation.

Flutterflies and Jitterbugs made colonies in my stoumach. And they moved up to my head. And messed up all creative and reasonable thoughts in my brain. :-0

But I coudn't allow that. So I pretended like all the flutterflies and jitterbugs and a bunch of other insects that I couldn't name had decided to move their LARGE families away.

And everything went great :-)

I talked with half stumbles and trembling hands, but I got by and delivered a great talk, if I do say so myself.

Anna overcame all fears of toes or hair coming out of the water, and she had a wonderful baptismal service.

The activity day girls did a musical number, and Grandpa Brent gave a lovely "object presentation." Willwam got blessed, and we just were glad I hadn't recently turned twelve. Haha.

ha. :-)

And then we had a lunch, played with iPods, talked, and Jogus recieved a sea of comments about his talk. Ah. So glad that's over.

And we all had a great day.