Identity Crisis

Yesterday, as you can read on my mom's blog, some kids at Highland Hills thought I was a first grader!

Then today, some little girl asked me if I was a teacher. (and for the record, she was older than a first grader)

I'm not quite sure what to do with this....

Right Next To "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!"

"Someone got paid a lot of money to come up with this."

-Connie Ward

World's Greatest Tidbit

I learned from that cupcake commercial that you can say anything is the "world's greatest" when it's totally not. So this is now the "world's greatest" tidbit ;)

The word "Howdy" is short for "how do you do?"

Or at least that is what I'm told. So from now on, whenever someone says "Howdy", which is a daily occurrence, I will respond with "good" or "bad" or something of the sort. They will be confused and I will take their possessions in midst of all the confusion.

I will rule the world and it will be great! Thank you Mr. Mills for that tidbit :)

Twice in One Day!!!

My mother has taught me that is allowed to blog twice in one day and I still have 15 more minutes of school, so here I am, blogging again.

I have a choir concert tomorrow night.

In Jazzco, I do not try out for solos, I don't much care to be the only one doing something while everyone stares. And also, they mean a lot more to other people.

But tomorrow night, we are singing "Do You Hear What I Hear?" and there are 3 solos. The first two verses and a descant thing at the end. I LOVE this song. I figured I try for it. After trying it, I decided I really wanted it. I would probably kill someone for this solo if that's what it took. Mr. D had me sing it in class a few times, so I figured I wasn't too horrible. I was still in the running, the concert was getting closer.

I had hope, but then on Monday Mr. Dahlinger had me sing the first verse in the mic on stage. I was doing great, a little shaky, but I felt good. I was singing the song when I noticed I had switched to the second verse. No clue when I did that but I was embarrassed. I stopped singing. But then a visitor from college looked at me and mouthed "keep singing" so I started back in. I was sure I would not get this thing.

BUT....last night we had a performance at the golf course and he had me sing it there!

AND...I found out today that I will be singing it tomorrow night.

I am nervous. But happy.

My New Dream

So in my Physics class we are working on Rube Goldberg Machine. I am partnered with the one kid in the class who never talks. He is a genius. So you'd think we do all sorts of work and have our project finished 12 days early, right? Wrong. Our project is due in two days and we have not really started. :O

So to the point of my story, the two of us get distracted easily (yesterday we spend all hour burning cheetos. they taste delicious that way, like you're camping) and today, we were trying to find which drawers these random keys went to. 3 keys, 40,000 locked drawers. We had no luck.

I found myself staring at these locks wondering how they worked. My mind loved the idea that there is only one pattern of a key for every lock. That just entertained me for minutes! That's when it came to me, my new dream is to be a locksmith!

P.S. I told Mr. Mills my new plan and he told me he never pictured it. He said I'm not an ex-convict.

Old Man

Hilarious story of what happened to me at McDonald's earlier this week.

I was getting Dr. Pepper out of the machine when an old man walks up.

"You're not old enough to be drinking that, are you?"

"Uh...yeah."

"Oh, a senior in high school!"

(How did he know I'm a senior?!)

"Yup, six more months"

"You going to college?"

"Yes sir."

"Where would you like to go?"

"Well, I'm hoping to get into BYU"

(I was worried when answering this, because people in Rawlins seem to have something against BYU...)

"That's a fine school....that's a d@*# fine school."

I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm going to be a kindergarten teacher."

"Oh, that's the worst profession there is!!"

That was pretty much the whole conversation. Ah, I love old people :D