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Hi. This is my blog. The End.

Yesterday was the end of Third Term, and it was well celebrated.

In Earth Systems, I hung out with my male friends because I lack female friends in that class period. We played Uno and talked about Andrew's Pheromoneal Hair.

Andrew: It works just fine. 

I got checked out for no good reason and didn't come back until third period. I learned how to properly spell Mr. Shaeffaer's name. We've been spelling wrong all this time. You should probably be ashamed. We watched a video that seemed like it was trying to convert us to the Islamic Religion. It educated us, though and that is good, I suppose.

We ate lunch discussing things about our new high school schedules.

We sang In Remeberance and The Snow in choir and it was delightful. Mr. Manning has power. What he may lack in 'heighth,' he makes up in Spirit and Presence.

Note to the Section Leaders: Just because you are up there, doesn't mean you can't sing as loud as the rest of us. Maybe we could do better if you joined the rest of the choir. You're still great anyway.

We ran more than I would have wanted, but I ran faster than I used to. Lunges? Don't even-but I am stronger now, and that is what matters.

I chilled with Austyn and Ali after Track. We stayed in our stinky track clothes and didn't make pie. Instead we ate an excessive amounts of food and watched Phantom of the Opera.

I will go to the Young Women's Conferance this evening at the Conferance Center. I am very excited. It is because of this Conferance that I 'lather, rinsed, and repeated' the shampoo and conditioner routine. Apparently it is what we are supposed to do on a normal basis, but I just think it is a waste of water.

On the First, we have an Etiquette Dinner in Teen Living. Finally, I can eat as extravagently as I please and it won't be frowned upon.

Take that burrito!

I will turn sixteen in approxamintly five months, three weeks, six days, and counting.

I will be singing in Advanced Women for Choir this upcoming school year and taking Ballroom 2. It is because of this reason that my testimony grew. It was a hard decision to make, but with everyone else's input it really helped. So, when I went to dance at The Vibe on Wednesday, and just danced my heart out. At the end of class Trey, my teacher, asked me how old I was and asked if I ever wanted to compete. Of course I wanted to! He said that I would have to compete for Alex, my possible partner, if another girl planned to keep dancing ballroom this upcoming Wednesday. If I get him, I will be dancing competitivly for The Vibe.

That's right, people. I have a reason to wear my sweats now.

We had a paper ball fight in English 10 Honors and the substitute never looked up from her book.

A, A, A, A, A, A, A, B-, with a GPA of 3.7.

Juliard should be getting ready for us Utahns now.

I wonder when the Teen Living Date will come up and who I should take or if I should ask anyone or if I should just wait for someone to ask me. Either way, it'll be a fantastic experiance.

My hair keeps getting longer, but I curl it so often, no one knows. Yes, people, my hair is about three-four inches longer than you normally see it.

Archuleta is coming for Stadium of Fire. I want to go because he's got a voice of chocolate.

EFY-First week of August. Am I excited?

Well, are my eyes green?

The answer is yes.