Showing posts with label dances. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dances. Show all posts

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Mr. Brightside

Homecoming is on the 22 of September.
My birthday is on the 23.
I really want to go, but I haven't been asked.
So instead of looking on the frowny part, here's some marvelous occurrings.

paige and I went to a stake dance.
it was awful.

I am the owner of the greatest
shirt of all mankind.

I can write my 'd's' almost
exactly like Disney.

I saw Sierra!

I still have a job.

We had a Drama Retreat.
I found some old friends.

Remember this babe?

This is Shelley's car.
No, I didn't do that.

Mama Shelley
she trusted me with the keys to
Shelley's car.
I get to be an Indian in Peter Pan.

And a Mermaid!
That is the best part.
A human narwhale.
I'm in Shakespeare Competition.
With Isaac.
Henry IV Part I Act II Sc. III
I'm only capable of love scenes.
obviously.
It has been a great first couple weeks of school.
Sure, I haven't been asked yet
But I still have three weeks.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Update

I'm a slacker. Here's the wuurd.

My papa has a job now! Blessings come in odd ways, just keep waiting for them.

Kentucky Cycle is over. I never have to kiss a certain man again. I love acting.



I am employed again! Clear Creek.

I went to Prom. It was delightful.




I'm the new Secretary for the Drama Club 2012-13!

I like dating.


Thursday, February 23, 2012

Once upon a time, there was a girl. Let's call her Sally*. She wanted to ask an attractive man that we are going to call Joe* to Sweater Swing. Sally used an inside joke of theirs to ask him. "Darling, be a DEER and come with me to Sweater Swing."

With her friends named Luke** and Mary** she made cupcake deer. When the time came, Sally, Luke, and Mary got inside Luke's car, called Anna*, and started on their way. Anna knew where Joe lived, and was giving Sally directions. Anna had to leave the phone any minute to go to Mutual. Sally approached a familiar house and asked if it was the house. Sally heard mumbling and the phone call ended. She thought that Anna said, "That is the right house. I need to go now, bye!"

Sally and Mary leave the cupcakes and the paper on the doorstep, attacked the door and ran away. To burn the endorphins, they went to Luke's house to watch Anonymous***. When the movie was almost done, Sally received a text message-"You did the wrong house" from Anna.

Luke and Sally took Mary home and went to Anna's house to pick her up and showed her the house that they assumed was the proper one. It was not the right house. Anna and Sally do the Walk of Shame and explain to the home owners and their teenage son the mistake. Sally had never met this poor boy before. She felt awful, she wanted them to keep the cup cakes, but to get the paper back. They get back in the car with the intention to find that boy a date. Three doors down, was Joe's house. Anna and Sally tell the story and Sally asks Joe to Sweater Swing. She awaits his answer.

*-Talia, Aryn, and male specimen that Talia asked
**-Real people
***-Actor's Chick-flick. Close your eyes in three scenes. It is amazing-go see it.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

I sorta want to tell you a bit about

THE DANCE

First of all, I went to the lakeside country with the beloved Pettys. Such wonderful people.
We had a picnic on the lakeside while being enviorned with all sorts of insects. Then the wind picked up.
Poor Anna.
We arrived back at the Petty abode to drop off the Wet Ones and commenced to go to my home.

Olivia was dropped off by Emilee's home to feed the dog.
I was dropped off at my home to grab stuff.
Mary was picked up, then I was, Olivia followed shortly after.

We seasoned veterans of The Dance prepped Kate and Jane for their first stake dance.
Hair, Make Up, Clothes: The Whole Shibang.

We went to the Grove Creek Stake Center and danced our faces off.
Isaac Major kisses hands.
McClain Paddovich is good at dancing thrice.
Mike Hansen picks up fast.
Kalynne O'Keefe is a swingin' dancer.
Tyler Pincock dances everywhere.
Ben Crawford knows how to switch things up.
Andrew Miles is a great person to dance with.

I ate two rootbeer flavored popsicles this year, but not on purpose. They still taste good.

A Miss Walker reads my blog.
You know who you are.
I like you and your dinosaur.