Friday, September 25, 2009

Why I don't want to Move

Here's the downlow. My dad really likes this house next to the place I used to live at.

Well...I don't want to go back.

I have an amazing school opportunity, AMAZING friends, a brilliant opportunity as a percussionist, awesome literary examples living a few streets away from me, and I have amazing friends.

I will name them.

Ashlie, Sydney, Brittany, Ashlyn, Mikayla, Alissa, Alyssa, Maron, Curtis, Curtis, Gavin (also my cousin) Joe, Jacob, Cameron, Laura, Lauren, Kelsi, Tyler <3, Ryan, Matt, Aleen, Jared (Jaren?), Jackson, Madi, John, AJ, Sam, Bethany, Abby, Abby, Brynn, Mrs. Dahl, Mr. Durham, Marie, Dakota (kinda), Taylor, Kylie, Dax, Jenni, Katie, Joey, I guess Ashely and Ashley, did I mention Ashlie? Taylor, Mitch, Kirsten (darn, she's a good debater), Kirsten, Drake, Manu, etc (as in, Elise Toesn't Count most of them, too many to count. I know there are some names that are duplicated. I have friends that have the same name as my other friend. Get me jig?)

I have an amazing chance to work with the UVYSO or Utah Valley Youth Symphony Orchestra. I am head percussionist in both Philharmonic (only the prodegies) and Youth Symphony (taught to be prodigy). It is an amazing opportunity. And I have a guaranteed spot in the marching band next year for Westlake High School Marching THunder Band. Yeah, almost as long as Saratoga Springs Utah South Stake. Wait, is longer.

I also have the most amazing ward. I am going through stuff (who isn't messed up in one way or the other?) and I think the only way I can get through it is if I stick with this ward.

Yeah, Sure, the house my dad wants has this HUGE yard, front and back, but would I give up all of that just to have a huge yard? I don't think so. It would be the worst deal I have ever made, and I was on the debate team in junior high. Gross, right? And Student success really really sucks, just to let you guys know.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Starting Mystic...So Far!!!

Yeah, so I published Starting Mystic on Storywrite but I don't really like that place anymore. I don't know, I just didn't like it after awhile. Great place to get started with writing, but it isn't good like a blank sheet of paper and a pencil, you know?

Well...neither is here.

But that's alright!

So, I'm going to TRY to get it up in a PDF file so that I can check on it anytime. That would be great, eh? Then everyone could read the first 105 pages of it and I can be happy, and so will Bethany. So. How are you?

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Catching Fire. OOOH HOT

I just finished Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins yesterday. Less than twenty four hours after I bought it. Let me tell you something. Obviously from the twitter posts you see that I loved it. Well...I did love it. But I didn't have enough space on Twitter to tell you what I did or didn't love about it.

First of all, it is genious. I was so shocked and elated and laughing and bawling as the rest of us, and that is so hard to do, believers me. Suzanne is so good at what she does. I cannot wait for the next one.


There was a few things that were very repetitive from the last one that I just couldn't help but remember, even though its been about nine months since I've read the first. Katniss goes into the arena, again in the second book. Shocker. I was actually expecting that. But I thought it would be more of another substitute thing. Nope. It was a new thing called the Quarter Quell. Oh! *Spoiler Alert* whoops.
Anyways It was just way too predictable, except for the very end. I was not expecting that at all, and I'm glad she threw that in. I wish Gale and she would just get married already. But I was laughing my head off when Peeta said she was pregnant. Oh jeez, Capitol. You're so darn gullible. The districts then go into an uproar, but the games must go on. They do, and there are no winners. The Capitol basically goes into lockdown and just says that the games never really happened.

It was an amazing read and I can't read anything without thinking how much I want to read it again. Thank you Ms. Collins! I CANNOT wait for your next book.