Sorry I have missed lately.

So, as you have been missing on updating my blog lately, so here goes.
I am sitting here letting my mom do my hair for the dance tonight. I am going to the local tri-stake dance. I am doing the floor show which is like promenade.
Last week was havoc. First, I went to S.L.C. with the marching band Wednesday. We went Boondocks and I did go-carts for the first time ever. I also lost half of my tonail. Sad huh? I was playing lazer tag and I got out and look down at my toe and half of it was missing. My toe was covered in part by blood. It hurt, but I am used to it. I do it all the time in the summer.
Then, we went swimming when we got to the hotel. That was fun. I got to play water voleyball with my friends. The next morning, we got up and marched in the Days of 47 Parade. A huge honor if you were wondering. After we got done there, we went to Lagoon. Ihave only been there once before and that was with the marching band too. My dad picked me up from there and we went and stayed at my sister's house. The next morning, we got up at 4:30 to hike to the top of Mt. Timpanogos with my uncle. There was a group of five of us. Myself, my dad, sister, cousin and uncle. My dad and I stayed at the saddle just below the top and took a nap. I never thought that rock would be comfy, but I am living proof that stone is comfortable. My feet hurt so bad when we got to the bottom I could barely walk. It was bad man, I am telling you. Then I had to go home and shower really fast so I could go to dinner with my brother, who drove up from Cedar City, and my sister. Plus their two spouses. (one each) We went to Tucanos Brazillian Grill. Not a place that I would take the kids, but deffinetly a place I love. They let you go to the buffet. Then, they would bring around all these different kinds of meats. Top serloin, chicken hearts, fillette minion, bacon wraped turkey, which I didn't try. And so many other kinds. No way could I have picked a better place to eat after a long hike. DANG IT WAS GOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!
The next morning wasn't so frantic. We got up and went to our family reuion. I got up at seven, poked my head out of the room I was sleeping in, went back to bed for an hour, and then got up. I had breakfast, got dressed, and went to the park where we had the reunion. I had so much fun. We had a waterballoon fight, and then a sofball game. I have decided that sofball really isn't my thing. Not that I don't enjoy it, I am just not good at it. And I supose that it would have helped if my parents had gotten me into it when I was little. We do have a local league. But then again, I didn't really show an interest for sports. So it is just as much my fault. But that is beside the piont. I had fun. And that is what matters.

Memories, Sweet Memories

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1. As a comment on our blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you know me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

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Girls Camp

I just got back from girls camp. We went up on Ferron Mt. We stayed on the road that leads to a reservoir named Duck Fork. I had such a good time. I love camping, except for the bugs. And my dirty fingernails. But other than that, I don't care about much. I love to be in the middle of a place that I don't have to worry about smog, or unclean air. Up there you don't even think about other places that you want to be. I learned a few things too. Like, I found out that there are more than one type of Honey Suckle. There is a little red one, and a big white one.
We had some drama, though. At one point, the girls decided to play steal the flag, which I didn't join in with, and the one team had most of the other team out. The girls were starting to get tired of being in jail, and some of them started to walk off. Elva told them that they needed to stay. It turned into a really bad joke. Some of the girls started to freak out. I was sitting in camp having a nice conversation, and one girl comes running t hrough camp crying. Another two walk off into the woods. One girl stood on a cliff and was threatening to jump. I don't know how true that is, because another girl comes walking up from talking to them crying and saying that they wanted to go home. But the whole thing was just a bad joke. If you are out, you are out. You don't need to flip out like that.
Some of the girls acted like two year olds. They would wine and do the whole pretend crying thing, and I would let them have it. I would tell them that I did not want to hear and I told them to stop.
Well, that is my basic schpeal. Goodbye.

The Past Two Days

The past two days have been a blast.
Yesterday, we went on a one day ride. (motorcycles) We call it the Boulder Loop. We started in Ferron, go down through Loa, Escalante, over the Boulder Mountains, to Torrey, and then back up to Loa, and home to Ferron. We also passed through, I THINK the northern border of Bryce Canyon. I know it was some for out edge of it, but not sure which direction.
I rode with a dude who loves to speed, but doesn't go too fast. He would go faster if he could. Coming from Loa, he had fun going around the turns. He has a Harley Ultra-Glide. A really nice bike. Any way, he took that bike around those turns like they were nothing. I had fun. My only problem the whole trip was that my knees were getting tired, and the weather was never constant. I would put on a coat, and it would get really warm. I strip the coat, and it gets chilly.
We stopped in Torrey, and I got a really cool pair of sunglasses, and I tried to put them on, and they broke. I was so ticked! They were the kind that have the frame that runs across the top, and the lenses are angular. The frame was a dusty red. They were the coolest sunglasses ever. Anyway, I took them and they let me trade for a pair that have full frames. Entirely black. And they have padding on the inside. I like them. But not as much as the red ones. So Sad.
And today, I went to get my bottom braces off!!!!! They put the retainer on the inside of my teeth. I am still trying to get used to it. It feels really weird. I don't have much room to put my tongue between my top and my bottom retainers.
And then tonight, I went to a thing that my stake (LDS Church) is doing. We are having a tri-stake dance, and each stake is suppose to put on a floor show, like at prom. And my partner and I am not doing so well. And it doesn't help that I am going to girls camp tomorrow so I have to miss practice Thursday.
But now I am here, and I am taking a brake. My parents aren't here to make me do something completely pointless.
AND ON TOP OF ALL THAT I have a sore toe. There is some kind of infection in my left big toe. It has hurt all day. I have limped everywhere I go. But I am not letting my mom get hold of it. I am afraid to touch it, let alone my mom. Ah well.

Email

I had a dream last night. In it, I changed my email to "mydogkilledavampire@hotmail.com" I don't have a dog, and even if I did, I don't think that it would kill a vampire.

Last Night

I had one of the worst dreams of all time!! First, my parents weren't living together. So my siblings had to drive me to meet him at the nursing home. On the way, my sister and I got into this HUGE, HUGE, HUGE fight. I don't even remember what it was about. My sister and I get into is sometimes, but never like this. AND, all my siblings were ganging up on me, too. But that is not that unusual. Then, the next morning was the family reunion. My family was having a discussion. I was still so mad at my sister. So, we get together, the whole family, not just mine. After we eat, we go out shooting. I don't know why. My aunt is wearing camouflage and I am just following behind her. Then, suddenly, we are on my dads bike. He has a Honda Goldwing. It is his baby. Anway, we are speeding through some beautiful county. There were all sorts of animals. It was amazing. Then, suddenly, there is a wolf beside the road. (This is where it gets bad.) It jumps onto the bike, but it over jumps. It lands on my lap, then flies off. It had come from the right first, and now that it was on the other side, it jumps from there. This time, it completely over jumps and flies right in front of my face. The third time, it comes from the left. And it lands on the front of the bike, in front of my aunt. It then precedes to jump over her and attack me. It grabs onto my neck on the left side. My aunt lays the bike down to get it off me. (To lay a bike down, you crash it.) The stupid thing is still clinging onto my neck though. I can feel it get scraped on road as we fall off the bike. I was so scared, and I could feel the wolf's teeth in my neck, and I could taste blood in my mouth. I was fading, as in, dying. It scared me to death, in the dream. But that was when I woke up.
I could almost still feel the bite marks in my neck. I have never had a dream where I almost died. NEVER! I've had some scary dreams, but this is at the top of the list. Oh, this particular aunt does not exist. She was tall, with bleached white, very short hair. Also, she was a little tough. Mean wise. And I don't have any aunts that ride bikes, let alone my dads. Also, the dad that I was supposed to meet was not the same as my real dad. He was tall muscular, and rather handsome. Not that my dad isn't, it is just that he was about 15 years younger. And he had a lot of hair. My dad has plenty of hair, but not in that way people wear it nowadays. Also, my sister was the only sibling that looked like my sibling. The others were little men, in white shirts and Thick rimmed glasses. None of my brothers dress like that. NONE. Not to mention that we were sitting in a smallish beat up red car. No on in my family owns a car like that.
The whole dream was just straight up weird and scary.

Today

Today has been very boring. And uneventful, too. This morning, my dad got me up at around seven, six thirty, so we could have prayer before he left. I then went back to bed and didn't get up 'till nine thirty. After that, I got dressed, did the dishes, and watched some tv. I then walked down to the library, only to find that they were closed for the morning. I got the mail, and walked home. I continued my day by watching Constantine. A rather odd show, but ok none the less. One of my brothers must have left here. Then, I took a nap while my mom watched some really annoying tv show. When my dad got home, he took me down to the library again, where I checked out two books. When I got home, my dad had me staple, fold, and count a whole bunch of pamphlets. So now I sit here, telling you about my day.
Also, today, my mom was sick, so she stayed in bed till around ten o'clock, when one of her ladies (she does hair) came to see her about some ceiling tiles. I then made her go back to bed. She stayed there till I got back from the library the first time. She watched Constantine with me, or most of it I should say.
So that was my day. Dull, pointless, and lifeless as ever.

I am going camping for tonight. My brother came home, or should I say camping inthe local mountains, and we are going up there tonight. We were there last night but didn't stay. It was a scary trip coming home. Our truck was having some major problems. The alternater wasn't altin', our generator wasn't genin', and our pistons weren't...in other words, we were having some serious electrical problems. But we got that fixed this morning. We think.
Any way. To marrow, I have to be up and down the mountain by 8:00 am. I have to march in a parade with the marching band. Fun eh? Ah well...
Gotta go now. Have fun.

BABY!!!!!!!

I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!!!! My friend, Elva, has just got a new baby sister!! I just called the grandparents house to see how they were doing and he said that they had a little girl. He said he thinks it is six pounds and nine ounces!! And that mother and baby are doing just fine. I love a happy ending.
This morning we come into band, I do marching band, and my one friend finds a note on her chair that says her mother has gone into labor. So that is how I found out that she was in labor. We were so excited for them. Babies are so cute and fragile, it is almost heartwrenching, and I'm not even the mother. Just imagine how she feels.
I can't remember what her name is. Elva told me that they decided on a name about two weeks ago. It starts with a T. It is this name thing that they have. All their childrens names starts with a T. (Keep in mind that Elva is a code name, and NO I will not divulge her real name!) Anyway, they had this child several years back, whose name was Cash, but unfortunatly he died, leaving either three or two other kids behind. One might not have been born. But that is beside the point. What I am getting at is that his name did not fit into the whole T thing. But the name is really cute anyways. The dad was really fighting against the T thing and kept making fun of anyone who brought it up. But I told him that he did not want to have a whole three kids with a T name and one who did not. It would have made her feel left out. I know, I don't have a middle name and my four siblings do. Makes me so mad sometimes. Ah well.
So, once again, I AM SOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY FOR ELVA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She deserves a little sister. She only has two little brothers who treat her really bad. As in, Chase Her Around the House With A Knife Bad!!! But she finally has a little sister. Yay for her.
Now that I come to think about it, they probably be as different as night and day. My sister and I are. My sister is fifteen years older than me, which is pretty close to the distance that Elva and her sister are. My sister is organized, clean, tall, and when she was in junior high was not very outgoing. Whereas, I am messy!, a few inches shorter that her, and have lots of friends, and can make a friend in about a day, given the chance. But my sister is not bad, were just different, and we love each other all the same, even if there are times when I would like to strangle her or pull her hair 'till she screams sometimes. Let's hope they have a relationship like ours.