So you still have yet to update, but that is ok. As long as you guys don't really have issues with me updating, I'm chill. ;)
SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(can you tell I'm happy about that?)
New york was awesome! If you want pics, ask. I took over 600. :)
Roo turns 16 in 54 days, which I'm excited for. I hope she's as excited as I am. I hope we double together.
Our stake is doing the trek this year which will be tons of fun! I'm totally excited.
... I think that's good for general updates. Now here comes the exciting part. I attempted to write a story the last couple weeks of school to take up the time that I would have used to study for my AP test. I'm including a little clip if anyone is interested. ;) Hope you enjoy!

“This is not a drill,” the booming voice repeated. Not a drill? He thought skeptically. Then what can it be? Not real of course. Then the realization hit and an oath escaped his mouth. He rolled out of his bottom bunk and tried to stand up at the same time; and failed miserably. He stayed on the floor for a minute, his head throbbing, and he stared at the ceiling that was also the floor of the deck of the ship. He listened to the footsteps clattering until the pain subsided enough for him to stand. He grabbed the bar on his bunk to steady him while he stood. He could feel that the sea wasn’t calm and the ship was rocking. Well that’s why I had trouble getting up… he thought sourly. He grabbed his shirt that he had been using for a pillow, grateful that he’d been too tired the night before to undress completely. He listened to the thunder as he ran to the stairs leading up to the deck. He stumbled a couple of times because of the fierce rocking of the sea. He got to the hatch and pushed with his normal amount of strength, but it didn’t budge. He stood stunned for a minute, and then pushed with all of his might. The hatch shuddered as if something shifted off the hatch, but something must have remained because it was still as immovable as ever. Bewildered, he ran back sown to the bunks and looked for anything that would help him. Finding nothing, he ran back up the stairs and began to push again. Suddenly, he realized that the irregular pounding on the deck he had attributed to panicked footsteps had no sounds of life behind it. There were no shouts, no orders being barked, nothing. Then he heard the screams. There was a particularly loud peal of thunder followed by screams close to his left. He remembered that they had docked right as he fell asleep the night before. This can’t be a normal storm, he thought. What lightning hits a ship? As if it was waiting for a cue, a peal of thunder ten times louder than before rolled forward and, at the same time, the entire ship shuddered and he heard something crack. Another oath escaped, whispered from his mouth from the air that was blown out of his lungs when he was slammed against the wall. He jumped down the stairs, looking to see if the damage was below deck. He didn’t have to go far. He froze when he got to the bottom of the stairs and his feet hit water. He glanced around to see the extent of the damage and saw that there was no possibility of saving the ship. On a spur of the moment whim, he grabbed an emergency kit in the form of a backpack, and dove into the sea where the side of the ship had been completely blown away. He dove deep and then swam clear of the debris. He came up for air a couple times before he was able to make it clear of the Harbor. Each time he saw more and more destruction. Swimming was a mindless thing and it gave him time to think. How can lightning possibly be that destructive? His mind had discovered an explanation, but he didn’t want to consider it. He surfaced again a little ways away from the harbor, and already the sea was calmer. This supported the theory he didn’t want to acknowledge. He grabbed onto a floating piece of debris to watch the harbor and what was really happening. His deepest fears were confirmed while he watched. The hum that he had attributed to wind was actually a hoard of planes. The thunder? Bombs. Lots of them. His stomach lurched and he dove back into the water, trying to leave the images he’d just witnessed behind with the ship.

Lazy...

So you both are lazy bums, but that's ok. I'll report my excitement. ;)
Miracle Worker performances were AMAZING. We even got an extention which no one can ever remember actually happening before!! That made my month. :)
Our "Shakespear Festival" has now begun. I haven't been a big part of that yet trying to find a job and all, but I hear its going great.
Let me preface this next bullet point with a warning: everytime I mention this to people, someone always ends up squealing with delight and congratulating me. I dropped choir. :) It's not really that big of a deal, but four people from the choir that I was in stopped me to talk about how much they miss me. It made me feel valued as well as feeling a little awkward...
The countdown to leave for NEW YORK is 45 DAYS!! I'm not excited at all... ;)
The countdown for Colorado Red Head to get married is 18 days. That one's a little more ... weird.
To end on a happy note: Roo turns 16 in 150 days!!
You both better start updating too. ;)

Thanksgiving

Even though it's after thanksgiving, I thought I share this with you. I already emailed it to some people, but I just thought I share some thoughts. After I wrote this I thought, "So whose idea was it to have a holiday of being thankful for what we have, and almost in the same breath or same day start demanding everything that they don't have??" I don't think I'll be asking for much this Christmas. ;)

Thanksgiving Dinners
"Christmas comes once a year," you hear that phrase oft, and kids will spend months to make their lists perfect. To make sure they have every little toy they want, toys that make noise and toys that make clothes. Toys that bake, and toys that rock. Everything that they ever wanted has to be on that list. Some even start their lists on December 26.

However,

How many times have you heard the phrase, "Thanksgiving comes once a year"? It's probably happened, but not often enought. Are we teaching our kids to want, want, want, but not to thank, thank, thank? Is this where the world is heading? To people who don't truely appreciate what's been given to them and just want more? Perhaps this is the lesson we need to learn from little kids prayers: "Thanks for the clouds, thanks for my family, thanks for the blankets and pillows and beds..." When was the last time we thanked God for these things that he's given us? When was the last time we thanked our friends and family? When was the last time we thanked ourselves. Perhaps this thanksgiving we should take a little time to thanks those people that are always around us for the little things that always surround us. Take some time to think... and thank.

Movies!

Today I was thinking about all my favorite movies when I was younger and how much I still love them! My favorite movies were Balto, Robin Hood (disney style), pocahontas and lion king. I haven't seen balto or robin hood in like forever but I still love Pocahontas and lion king! I think the movies you watched the most in your childhood kind of reflect what kind of kid you were. Sort of. Maybe. Idk what these movies say about me, but what were your guys favorite movies as kids?? Now I want to go watch all those old movies lol.

My better life... I think...

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	7.2
Mind:	6.3
Body:	7
Spirit:	7.9
Friends/Family:	6.3
Love:	4.3
Finance:	5.8
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

I was in a better mood this time. ;)

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	8.3
Mind:	7.9
Body:	6.8
Spirit:	9.6
Friends/Family:	7
Love:	6.9
Finance:	5.8
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

I blame technology...

So I had this nice long post to post and then the compy dropped it... so I guess I'll just have to give you the short version. I don't have time to right it again. We'll start out with the semi interesting news: Apparently the boys volleyball team talks about me. My brother says that they have to find common ground somewhere when he's taking them home, so he starts a conversation with "so you know my sister." that sounds like a very -- interesting?-- conversation... more like awkward. He only told me one thing that they've said about me though, but that makes me wonder what else they say...

On a happier note: I GOT A LEAD IN THE PLAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's the play "The Miracle Worker" about Hellen Kellers life. I'm Hellen's mom named Kate. I'm SOO excited!! this is the first time I've ever had a lead in a play that's not a musical!! You should all come see it in January. ;) The leads are all double cast, so you'll have to come on one of the nights that I'm actually going to be the lead. :)

That's all for now. I wanna hear more about you guys, ya hear? ;)