Last night was perhaps the best night I have had in a while. It was so fun! Trevor bought me tickets to this concert. He was supposed to go with me but circumstances changed. I actually invited him to go with me again. He ended up not able to go though. I needed to give this extra ticket away. I asked Tessa if she wanted to go but she had to work. Then I asked Tori if she wanted to go but she was already going with her piano teacher. After being rejected three times now, I finally asked my dad. I don't know why I didn't ask him first. He likes these types of things. Sorry Bubba :).
We left the house at 6:15 and got there really early. It didn't start til 7:00. They didn't let us in the auditorium till 6:50 so we were waiting for quite a long time. There were a lot of people we know there. A lot of people from our ward.
The concert finally started. It started with an a capella group call the HC Six I think. They are a group from Gilbert. They were pretty good too. I was kinda surprised. They sang three songs and then Jon Schmidt came out. He played a lot of the same songs that I already heard before in the other concert I went to but it was better. The concert in Thatcher didn't have the celloist. This was an amazing celloist. He did such cool things with the cello that I had no idea you could do with a cello. It was amazing.
The best part of the concert was the ending. It is such a sweet sweet moment. So, this mother of five was at the concert with her kids. Her husband has been gone for the last six months doing military work. The mother told the kids that the father was coming back on Christmas Eve. But the mother surprised the kids. She talked with Jon Schmidt and made a plan with him and J.S. agreed with it. J.S had the family come up on the stage and then he talked with them for a while. Then he said that he had a surprise for them. He had the kids turn around and while they turned around, the father walked out on stage. The father came home that night and caught the kids of guard. It was such a cool feeling in that auditorium. People were breaking out in tears and the audience kept clapping and clapping. We clapped for what seemed like 5 min. It was forever long. The oldest daughter, about 9, was crying with joy. It was a sweet moment.
Then J.S. ended his concert with my favorite song called Tribute. Then after that he had the whole audience sing Silent night. It was such a good night. The concert went an hour longer than it was supposed to. Man. Ok. I am done. It was a good night. :)
Our Wonderful Life Together
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Happier News
Well, finals came and went. I did pretty good. I was having a hard time studying for them though because of Trevor breaking up with me. I just could not concentrate. Abby's boyfriend gave me a blessing of comfort though. It helped so much. I was able to study for my finals. I was finally able to go home on wendesday. I have to tell you my funny, embarrasing, inconvenient, story.
Wednesday about 3:30, I was all packed up and ready to go home to Gilbert. I got everything in my car, said my goodbyes to my roommates and left. The total time from Thatcher to Gilbert is two and a half hours. I was about 45 min into my drive and something came to my realization. I totally forgot ALL of my pants. How stupid was that? I didn't have one pair of pants. Well, except for the ones I was wearing at that time. I didn't know what to do. Was I close enough to turn back? It was winter time, so I needed all my pants. I don't fit into Tessa's pants I don't think. So, I called Tessa up and asked what I should do. She told me to turn back. So, I did. My roommates all laughed at me when they saw me return. Oh well. I made a long drive even longer. My drive ended up being about 4 and a half hours long. Man. What a long time to drive continuosly. My fault though.
I got home safely and I have just been enjoying life without any classes to worry about. I have been addicted to checking my grades. My teachers were driving me crazy because they did not put the grades up for the longest time. You would think that they would get it done sooner. They expect us to get our papers and assignments done on time you would think that they would have their grades in on time. But they didn't. I had to wait and wait. I have all the grades now though. I got A's on all my music performance classes. On the harded classes I got two b's and one A. I got an A in my World of Music class. I was happy with that. I had a high B before the final. That just means that I did really well on my final. I got a B in my Marriage and Family class. I was expecting that one. I was not expecting this though. I really thought that I would get a C in my anatomy class. I ended up getting a B in it though. It was a really low B (80.1%) but I got a B. So far in my college carrer I have only gotten one C. That was my spanish class last semester.
I will tell you the best part of my vacation in the next blog. It is about a piano player.
Wednesday about 3:30, I was all packed up and ready to go home to Gilbert. I got everything in my car, said my goodbyes to my roommates and left. The total time from Thatcher to Gilbert is two and a half hours. I was about 45 min into my drive and something came to my realization. I totally forgot ALL of my pants. How stupid was that? I didn't have one pair of pants. Well, except for the ones I was wearing at that time. I didn't know what to do. Was I close enough to turn back? It was winter time, so I needed all my pants. I don't fit into Tessa's pants I don't think. So, I called Tessa up and asked what I should do. She told me to turn back. So, I did. My roommates all laughed at me when they saw me return. Oh well. I made a long drive even longer. My drive ended up being about 4 and a half hours long. Man. What a long time to drive continuosly. My fault though.
I got home safely and I have just been enjoying life without any classes to worry about. I have been addicted to checking my grades. My teachers were driving me crazy because they did not put the grades up for the longest time. You would think that they would get it done sooner. They expect us to get our papers and assignments done on time you would think that they would have their grades in on time. But they didn't. I had to wait and wait. I have all the grades now though. I got A's on all my music performance classes. On the harded classes I got two b's and one A. I got an A in my World of Music class. I was happy with that. I had a high B before the final. That just means that I did really well on my final. I got a B in my Marriage and Family class. I was expecting that one. I was not expecting this though. I really thought that I would get a C in my anatomy class. I ended up getting a B in it though. It was a really low B (80.1%) but I got a B. So far in my college carrer I have only gotten one C. That was my spanish class last semester.
I will tell you the best part of my vacation in the next blog. It is about a piano player.
Did You Miss Me???
It has been a month. Wow. Where does time fly? I don't even know where to begin. Sad news first? Happy news? Hmmm. I think I will do some happy news first.
School is out for the winter!!! Finally. I so definately needed this break for so many reasons. One of those reasons I will tell you later. I was so scared for finals. Wait. I need to tell you the sad news now for this to make sense. Well, here it goes. About two weeks ago, my boyfriend broke up with me. It was quite an abrupt break up really. I was not expecting it at all!
I will tell you what happened right after I got back to Thatcher from Thankgiving break. We were still together. I went back to Thatcher on sunday night and got there about 9:30. I soooo wanted to see Trevor. I missed him so much. It was crazy. He ended up coming over to my apartment that night. I was so excited to see him! I could not stop smiling when I saw him. I wanted to talk to him all night but I couldn't because I needed to get to bed for school. But we had fun talking to each other. He left around 10:30.
Monday, he was so sweet to me. I told him all that I had to do that week. It was a lot of stuff too. On wednesday I had a huge lab practical, so I had to study monday and tuesday for that. Then on thursday I had a test in my marriage and family class. Then on friday I had an Anatomy test. So, I had so much studying to do. Oh, I also had a concert on tuesday and that inhibited(is that the right word?) some of my study time. Anyway, I had a lot to do that week and Trevor was so sweet. He told me that he would like to help me in any way possible. He helped me monday afternoon and helped me sort out some of my notecards. Then he had to go to class. Then I went to a practice that night from 6:00 til 7:30. After I got home, he came over and he told me that he was going to help me study. We decided to go somewhere outside to study. It was way to noisy in my apartment. We ended up going to the baseball field and sat in the dugout. He then quizzed me on all of my notecards and worksheets. We took a break once and we danced on homeplate. It was funny. I hope that no one was watching. Ohwell. We danced and he sang to me.
Then we got cold and decided to go back to my apartment. Tuesday came and went. I went to the concert and went home to study and he did whatever he did. Actually I know what he did but I will tell you that in a moment. Wednesday was the day of my practical. I did pretty well on it too. I ended up getting a B on it. That night he had a dance rehersal to go to but then he came to visit me and I wish he didn't. He asked if we could go on a walk. I said yes. Then I told him about my day and about Tessa's blood donating experience. Then he got a serious tone of voice. Eventually, I got the hint. He was talking about how he had a knot in his stomach all day. I would too if I had to say what he had to say. He said something to the point that he was still in love with someone that he dating a couple months before hand. He dated a girl two months after his mission and they got pretty serious. So serious to the point of them talking about marriage and everything. I was so confused at that time and I wanted to cry but wasn't going to in front of him so he walked me home and then I cried when I got home. Over the next week, I got more details of why he did what he did. He told me that he still cared about me. He said that he loved me. But he also loved another girl at the same time. I told him that I was mad at him. Me mad? Yes. I was mad that he didn't make sure he didn't have feelings for this other girl. It hurt me pretty badly. But, as of right now, I forgive him. He was just being fair to me. So, that was the sad news. I will tell you the more happy news in the next blog. This is a bit long.
School is out for the winter!!! Finally. I so definately needed this break for so many reasons. One of those reasons I will tell you later. I was so scared for finals. Wait. I need to tell you the sad news now for this to make sense. Well, here it goes. About two weeks ago, my boyfriend broke up with me. It was quite an abrupt break up really. I was not expecting it at all!
I will tell you what happened right after I got back to Thatcher from Thankgiving break. We were still together. I went back to Thatcher on sunday night and got there about 9:30. I soooo wanted to see Trevor. I missed him so much. It was crazy. He ended up coming over to my apartment that night. I was so excited to see him! I could not stop smiling when I saw him. I wanted to talk to him all night but I couldn't because I needed to get to bed for school. But we had fun talking to each other. He left around 10:30.
Monday, he was so sweet to me. I told him all that I had to do that week. It was a lot of stuff too. On wednesday I had a huge lab practical, so I had to study monday and tuesday for that. Then on thursday I had a test in my marriage and family class. Then on friday I had an Anatomy test. So, I had so much studying to do. Oh, I also had a concert on tuesday and that inhibited(is that the right word?) some of my study time. Anyway, I had a lot to do that week and Trevor was so sweet. He told me that he would like to help me in any way possible. He helped me monday afternoon and helped me sort out some of my notecards. Then he had to go to class. Then I went to a practice that night from 6:00 til 7:30. After I got home, he came over and he told me that he was going to help me study. We decided to go somewhere outside to study. It was way to noisy in my apartment. We ended up going to the baseball field and sat in the dugout. He then quizzed me on all of my notecards and worksheets. We took a break once and we danced on homeplate. It was funny. I hope that no one was watching. Ohwell. We danced and he sang to me.
Then we got cold and decided to go back to my apartment. Tuesday came and went. I went to the concert and went home to study and he did whatever he did. Actually I know what he did but I will tell you that in a moment. Wednesday was the day of my practical. I did pretty well on it too. I ended up getting a B on it. That night he had a dance rehersal to go to but then he came to visit me and I wish he didn't. He asked if we could go on a walk. I said yes. Then I told him about my day and about Tessa's blood donating experience. Then he got a serious tone of voice. Eventually, I got the hint. He was talking about how he had a knot in his stomach all day. I would too if I had to say what he had to say. He said something to the point that he was still in love with someone that he dating a couple months before hand. He dated a girl two months after his mission and they got pretty serious. So serious to the point of them talking about marriage and everything. I was so confused at that time and I wanted to cry but wasn't going to in front of him so he walked me home and then I cried when I got home. Over the next week, I got more details of why he did what he did. He told me that he still cared about me. He said that he loved me. But he also loved another girl at the same time. I told him that I was mad at him. Me mad? Yes. I was mad that he didn't make sure he didn't have feelings for this other girl. It hurt me pretty badly. But, as of right now, I forgive him. He was just being fair to me. So, that was the sad news. I will tell you the more happy news in the next blog. This is a bit long.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Tis the Season (well, almost)
Okay, here's what you're supposed to do, and try not to be a SCROOGE!!! Just copy to your blog and change all the answers so that they apply to you. Then tag whomever you choose......'Tis the Season!
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Most definately wrapping paper. I love wrapping them but really enjoy ripping them apart on christmas day.
2. Real tree or Artificial? I liked real trees. They smell really good. I loved going and choosing a tree to put in the living room. Artificial is good though. Not as messy and the lights can remain on the tree. Either is good I guess
3. When do you put up the tree? shortly after thanksgiving
4. When do you take the tree down? The day after christmas
5. Do you like eggnog? Kind of. I think I like to sip on it. I have not tried it again after the first time. We will see if I try it again.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? I got a flute for christmas one year. That was a cool one.
7. Hardest person to buy for? Any guy. What do you get guys???
8. Easiest person to buy for? My mom. We usually get her a calendar every year. So, traditions help.
9. Do you have a nativity scene? No.
10. Mail or email Christmas cards? If I were to do one, it would be by mail.
11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? I think Tessa was wanting a Ferbi. I thought those were really annoying and I made it clear that I did not want one. As a joke, my parents bought me a stuffed Ferbi. Not as annoying but I got one. It was funny though.
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? The Nativity.
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? I usually do it two weeks before. It is easy for me. I don't have kids.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? No.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Ham and Chips with dip. Yum!!
16. Lights on the tree? Most definaltely.
17. Favorite Christmas song? Have you heard of Christmas Shoes?
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Stay home.
19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's? Honestly I cannot.
20. Angel on the tree top or a star? I vote star.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? One on Christmas Eve and the rest on Christmas morning.
22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? This year in Thatcher is really annoying. At walmart, they already a tree out. They have christmas decorations out. They have these red posts in the front of the store and they decorated it with a bow. They did this at the begginning of November. Two months early! That, in my book, is too early.
23. Favorite ornament theme or color? Color would be the traditional red and green. I don't like the blue. I guess I take ofter my mom. I like all the homemade ornaments. It makes the tree look origional. I don't like the christmas trees that are perfectly decorated. You know what ones I am talking about?
24. Favorite for Christmas dinner? Ham, potatoes, rolls, anything.... except the shrimp dip.
25. Favorite family Christmas tradition? Going to see the temple light. We have not done it a couple years and I was sad about that. Opening a present christmas eve. Umm, I cannot think of anymore.
Okay, here's what you're supposed to do, and try not to be a SCROOGE!!! Just copy to your blog and change all the answers so that they apply to you. Then tag whomever you choose......'Tis the Season!
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Most definately wrapping paper. I love wrapping them but really enjoy ripping them apart on christmas day.
2. Real tree or Artificial? I liked real trees. They smell really good. I loved going and choosing a tree to put in the living room. Artificial is good though. Not as messy and the lights can remain on the tree. Either is good I guess
3. When do you put up the tree? shortly after thanksgiving
4. When do you take the tree down? The day after christmas
5. Do you like eggnog? Kind of. I think I like to sip on it. I have not tried it again after the first time. We will see if I try it again.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? I got a flute for christmas one year. That was a cool one.
7. Hardest person to buy for? Any guy. What do you get guys???
8. Easiest person to buy for? My mom. We usually get her a calendar every year. So, traditions help.
9. Do you have a nativity scene? No.
10. Mail or email Christmas cards? If I were to do one, it would be by mail.
11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? I think Tessa was wanting a Ferbi. I thought those were really annoying and I made it clear that I did not want one. As a joke, my parents bought me a stuffed Ferbi. Not as annoying but I got one. It was funny though.
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? The Nativity.
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? I usually do it two weeks before. It is easy for me. I don't have kids.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? No.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Ham and Chips with dip. Yum!!
16. Lights on the tree? Most definaltely.
17. Favorite Christmas song? Have you heard of Christmas Shoes?
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Stay home.
19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's? Honestly I cannot.
20. Angel on the tree top or a star? I vote star.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? One on Christmas Eve and the rest on Christmas morning.
22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? This year in Thatcher is really annoying. At walmart, they already a tree out. They have christmas decorations out. They have these red posts in the front of the store and they decorated it with a bow. They did this at the begginning of November. Two months early! That, in my book, is too early.
23. Favorite ornament theme or color? Color would be the traditional red and green. I don't like the blue. I guess I take ofter my mom. I like all the homemade ornaments. It makes the tree look origional. I don't like the christmas trees that are perfectly decorated. You know what ones I am talking about?
24. Favorite for Christmas dinner? Ham, potatoes, rolls, anything.... except the shrimp dip.
25. Favorite family Christmas tradition? Going to see the temple light. We have not done it a couple years and I was sad about that. Opening a present christmas eve. Umm, I cannot think of anymore.
I am Back
I bet you were wondering where I went to. I am back. It has been really really busy lately. Finals are coming up in school. All the projects in school were do this week so I had to get those ready to be turned in. What else has been keeping me busy? Church has been keeping me busy. My bishop issued a challenge to us a ward. He gave this challenge to a while ago but he wants us to read the Book of Mormon by the time we leave for winter break. I am doing it with my roommate/bestfriend Abby. We got really behind and so there was one sunday that we read for 5 straight hours! That is alot to read in one day. We got caught up though. Now it seems this week has gone by so much better.
Now, this may be scary for some, but I would like to announce the number one reason my time has dissappeared. It is because I met a guy named Trevor Hoyt. The first time I talked to him was about 3 weeks ago. Now, three short weeks later, we have decided to make ourselves official. So, I now have a boyfriend. That is what makes time busy. I never realized how much relationships keep you busy! But it is a good busy. I really like Trevor and he is a good guy. He treats me well, he makes me laugh everyday, and the best part is that he does not mind holding my sweaty gross hands. Well, he has not complained yet.
Trevor is teaching me how to play the guitar. I am catching on to it really well. I can now play come thou fount and a song of Aladdin called a whole new world. Guitar hurts your fingers like crazy though and you have to have your fingernails short but other than that it is way fun.
I had my piano recital a little more than a week ago. I kinda forgot how I sounded but I am pretty sure I did really well. It was definately the best performance I did on it. Prior to the recital I kept messing up on the notes and forgetting what I memorized. But I did really well. I was proud of myself for it.
Now, this may be scary for some, but I would like to announce the number one reason my time has dissappeared. It is because I met a guy named Trevor Hoyt. The first time I talked to him was about 3 weeks ago. Now, three short weeks later, we have decided to make ourselves official. So, I now have a boyfriend. That is what makes time busy. I never realized how much relationships keep you busy! But it is a good busy. I really like Trevor and he is a good guy. He treats me well, he makes me laugh everyday, and the best part is that he does not mind holding my sweaty gross hands. Well, he has not complained yet.
Trevor is teaching me how to play the guitar. I am catching on to it really well. I can now play come thou fount and a song of Aladdin called a whole new world. Guitar hurts your fingers like crazy though and you have to have your fingernails short but other than that it is way fun.
I had my piano recital a little more than a week ago. I kinda forgot how I sounded but I am pretty sure I did really well. It was definately the best performance I did on it. Prior to the recital I kept messing up on the notes and forgetting what I memorized. But I did really well. I was proud of myself for it.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Voting Day
Voting is kind of a scary event. To me, it felt like I was going in for a test. I only had to wait in line for fifteen min. It took me about as long to vote. It took me forever! I was just so scared. First I did not know what I was doing. At first I was confused on where I put the line. Then my brain caught up with the process and it was not that difficult. I don't know why I was having a hard time understanding that. Then, I went over every propostion at least twice. I was just scared that I would mark something wrong. So, it took me forever to vote. A person in the ward thought it was funny that I was taking such a long time.
After I got out of the place, I felt a new feeling. I don't even know how that feeling feels. I want to say more responsible. Well, maybe it was just the fact that I was part of the world that day. I put in my vote. I got a sticker and I wore it all day. I was surprised it stayed on that long.
Then the next morning, I woke up and heard that Obama won. There seemed to be a new presence in the air. We no longer have Bush as president. It is now Obama. It is kind of weird for me. Did you think that the presence in the air was different?
After I got out of the place, I felt a new feeling. I don't even know how that feeling feels. I want to say more responsible. Well, maybe it was just the fact that I was part of the world that day. I put in my vote. I got a sticker and I wore it all day. I was surprised it stayed on that long.
Then the next morning, I woke up and heard that Obama won. There seemed to be a new presence in the air. We no longer have Bush as president. It is now Obama. It is kind of weird for me. Did you think that the presence in the air was different?
Jon Schmidt Anyone?
Do you guys want the latest update? So, remember that one guy that I went out with? Well, I am still going out with him. It has been a week and a half if you wanted to know. We have pretty much gotten to know each other and everything like that. We have explored caves, drank some hotchocolate and went to the park, climbed a tree, went to the river. Quite a lot for a week and a half.
I have to tell you about this one thing that he did for me. It was super cute. I went home to gilbert on monday night so I could vote for my first time. So, I went home and enjoyed the family. Then tuesday afternoon I left at 3:30 so that I could get home to go to orchestra. I went to orchestra and then afterward Trevor and I talked for a little bit. Ok. Alot. We talked til 10:45 that night. Then he left and I got ready for bed.
My roommate Abby was being really weird around me for some reason. I was getting suspicious and asked her why she was acting so strangly. No matter how much I asked, she was not going to say anything. So for some reason, I pulled down my covers. I was not ready to get into the covers but I pulled the down anyway. When I pulled down the covers, there all over my bed was starbursts. Then there were two short notes on the bed.
But that was not all of the surprise. I saw an envelope in my pillowcase. I was so bewildered. I opened the envelope and then opened the paper. The paper had the words, ticket, Jon Schmidt Christmas Concert, Gilbert Highschool, December 19th, and Trevor Hoyt. He, Trevor Hoyt, bought me two tickets to that concert. They are not all that cheap either. At least I don't think. I think the cheapest ticket he could have bought was 15 dollars.
Anyway. He gave me both of the tickets. I, of course, want him to go. So I went over in my bunny pajamas (Abby told me I should) and was going to give him the ticket and a huge hug. But, he was not there. Bummer. So I just texted him and told him he could go with me. And that was that.
I have to tell you about this one thing that he did for me. It was super cute. I went home to gilbert on monday night so I could vote for my first time. So, I went home and enjoyed the family. Then tuesday afternoon I left at 3:30 so that I could get home to go to orchestra. I went to orchestra and then afterward Trevor and I talked for a little bit. Ok. Alot. We talked til 10:45 that night. Then he left and I got ready for bed.
My roommate Abby was being really weird around me for some reason. I was getting suspicious and asked her why she was acting so strangly. No matter how much I asked, she was not going to say anything. So for some reason, I pulled down my covers. I was not ready to get into the covers but I pulled the down anyway. When I pulled down the covers, there all over my bed was starbursts. Then there were two short notes on the bed.
But that was not all of the surprise. I saw an envelope in my pillowcase. I was so bewildered. I opened the envelope and then opened the paper. The paper had the words, ticket, Jon Schmidt Christmas Concert, Gilbert Highschool, December 19th, and Trevor Hoyt. He, Trevor Hoyt, bought me two tickets to that concert. They are not all that cheap either. At least I don't think. I think the cheapest ticket he could have bought was 15 dollars.
Anyway. He gave me both of the tickets. I, of course, want him to go. So I went over in my bunny pajamas (Abby told me I should) and was going to give him the ticket and a huge hug. But, he was not there. Bummer. So I just texted him and told him he could go with me. And that was that.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Twitterpatted (Sp?)
So, last night happened to be perhaps one of the best times of my life!!!! I have been waiting for this night for a long time. I could not believe how excited I was.
I woke up tuesday morning and said to myself, "Yes! It is finally tuesday!" I am going to skip all the way up to 'the date.' So, I curl my hair into little loopty loops. It was really cute. Then I put on my favorite pants in the world and a purple shirt. Then at 5:30 it happened. This really cute boy picked me up and took me out on a date. We first went to bashas to pick up some things for dinner. Then we went to his apartment and there was a group of people there. After straining some canned pineapples, we all got to make our very own, homemade pizza. It was surprisingly really good. For someone who does not like pizza that much, it was pretty good.
We then get to go to the most exciting part of the night. It was time to go to the Jon Schmidt concert. Whoever does not know who Jon Schmidt is I will tell you. Jon Schmidt is the most amazing piano player ever. I love his music and have two books of his. The tickets were only five dollars (pretty much a steal) so we went to the Jon Schmidt concert.
I have got to tell you, Jon Schmidt is better in person than on cd. He is really funny. He was playing 'the dumb song' and he wore a red wig. I am convinced of buying a cheap wig and wearing it. Maybe I will be able to play like him. Then he played while he was on his back. Then he played with his toes. He was just really weird and I liked it. I will be trying out some weird things like that soon.
After the concert was over, we left. Obviously. Oh, by the way, my dates name is Trevor Hoyt. Earlier in the week I was telling Trevor about how I made an arrangement of Praise to the Man. He has been wanting to hear it. So, after the concert, we go to the practice rooms (after we pick up his guitar Gibbby) and I start to play for him. I played him a Jon Schmidt piece then I played him my song. He thought it was really nice. He really liked it. Then he asked if there was a story behind why I did some parts. I had to dig deep and tell him but I got through the explanation pretty good.
Then, he wanted me to sing for him. But I told him that I would not sing if he did not sing. SO, we sang the EFY medley of Sister in Zion and We have been born. It turned out pretty well. My voice was shaking so badly. I was really nervous to sing to me. But, he was the best voice ever. I think I could listen to it forever.
He then had to show off for me. He played a few songs on the guitar and it was really good. I wish I could play guitar. He wants me to come up with an arrangement for come thou fount. He made up the guitar part but he wants me to work out a piano part so we could play it together. I don't know if I can do it but I will try.
After we were done showing off, we just stayed in the practice rooms for at least a half an hour and just talked back and forth. I have to tell you that I have never really opened up that much to anyone other than my family. I could just talk to him.
I am pretty sure I like this guy alot. We were able to talk all night without any awkward silences. He sings really well. He has an amazing smile. He says he is five foot seven inches but he seems to be shorter than that. We have a lot of the same interests. He likes country. I don't know what to think about that yet.:) I don't know. I really like him. And I heard through a blue bird that he likes me too. So we will see.
At 11:00 we left the practice rooms. He took me home and gave me a hug. I wanted so badly to have him ask me out again and guess what? He did. We went to play racket ball this morning at 6:15. I don't know if was being easy on me, but we were pretty much at the same skill level. I am pretty sure he was being easy.
Anyway, that was the wonderful adventure of Amanda Ralph. I hope I did not bore you too much. I will keep in touch about this subject.
I woke up tuesday morning and said to myself, "Yes! It is finally tuesday!" I am going to skip all the way up to 'the date.' So, I curl my hair into little loopty loops. It was really cute. Then I put on my favorite pants in the world and a purple shirt. Then at 5:30 it happened. This really cute boy picked me up and took me out on a date. We first went to bashas to pick up some things for dinner. Then we went to his apartment and there was a group of people there. After straining some canned pineapples, we all got to make our very own, homemade pizza. It was surprisingly really good. For someone who does not like pizza that much, it was pretty good.
We then get to go to the most exciting part of the night. It was time to go to the Jon Schmidt concert. Whoever does not know who Jon Schmidt is I will tell you. Jon Schmidt is the most amazing piano player ever. I love his music and have two books of his. The tickets were only five dollars (pretty much a steal) so we went to the Jon Schmidt concert.
I have got to tell you, Jon Schmidt is better in person than on cd. He is really funny. He was playing 'the dumb song' and he wore a red wig. I am convinced of buying a cheap wig and wearing it. Maybe I will be able to play like him. Then he played while he was on his back. Then he played with his toes. He was just really weird and I liked it. I will be trying out some weird things like that soon.
After the concert was over, we left. Obviously. Oh, by the way, my dates name is Trevor Hoyt. Earlier in the week I was telling Trevor about how I made an arrangement of Praise to the Man. He has been wanting to hear it. So, after the concert, we go to the practice rooms (after we pick up his guitar Gibbby) and I start to play for him. I played him a Jon Schmidt piece then I played him my song. He thought it was really nice. He really liked it. Then he asked if there was a story behind why I did some parts. I had to dig deep and tell him but I got through the explanation pretty good.
Then, he wanted me to sing for him. But I told him that I would not sing if he did not sing. SO, we sang the EFY medley of Sister in Zion and We have been born. It turned out pretty well. My voice was shaking so badly. I was really nervous to sing to me. But, he was the best voice ever. I think I could listen to it forever.
He then had to show off for me. He played a few songs on the guitar and it was really good. I wish I could play guitar. He wants me to come up with an arrangement for come thou fount. He made up the guitar part but he wants me to work out a piano part so we could play it together. I don't know if I can do it but I will try.
After we were done showing off, we just stayed in the practice rooms for at least a half an hour and just talked back and forth. I have to tell you that I have never really opened up that much to anyone other than my family. I could just talk to him.
I am pretty sure I like this guy alot. We were able to talk all night without any awkward silences. He sings really well. He has an amazing smile. He says he is five foot seven inches but he seems to be shorter than that. We have a lot of the same interests. He likes country. I don't know what to think about that yet.:) I don't know. I really like him. And I heard through a blue bird that he likes me too. So we will see.
At 11:00 we left the practice rooms. He took me home and gave me a hug. I wanted so badly to have him ask me out again and guess what? He did. We went to play racket ball this morning at 6:15. I don't know if was being easy on me, but we were pretty much at the same skill level. I am pretty sure he was being easy.
Anyway, that was the wonderful adventure of Amanda Ralph. I hope I did not bore you too much. I will keep in touch about this subject.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wish me Luck!!!!
So, today and friday and saterday, is the day I have been preparing for all semester. I play piano for the mens chorus. Lucky? I think so. Well, it is now coming time in the year for all the concerts. This week is Fall Sing. I am so excited for it. I just love to hear the people sing their little hearts out. Some songs are funny. Some songs are really pretty. Although I don't like this concert as much as I did last semester, it will still be good. I just hope that I do good with the piano. There are times that I get it really good and times that it does not sound so good. So, hopefully it will be good. Wish me Luck:)
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Embarrasing Moments
Have you ever seen the picture that has a staircase that is black and another staircase on top that is white? Well, if you have not, just imagine stairs. Anyway, on the picture it has something to the effect of: Do you find yourself falling down the stairs? Or better yet, do you find yourself falling up the stairs?"
I bring this up to tell you an embarrasing moment I had in my life today as well in the past. I can never seem to grasp on to the idea of stairs at times. I have been climing them for a long time now but still can't grasp on to the idea. Today, impossible as it sounds, I fell UP the stairs. Thankgoodness no one was around to see me fall. I was still quite embarrased. But don't worry I have had more instances of falling. There was one time, I was walking down the stairs at school, and my feet just slipped out from under me. How EMBARASSING. Not to mention scary. Then there was again another time that I fell up the stairs at school. This time someone did see me. I just tried to ignore it but my face got so incredibly red. All in all, stairs are not my friend!
I bring this up to tell you an embarrasing moment I had in my life today as well in the past. I can never seem to grasp on to the idea of stairs at times. I have been climing them for a long time now but still can't grasp on to the idea. Today, impossible as it sounds, I fell UP the stairs. Thankgoodness no one was around to see me fall. I was still quite embarrased. But don't worry I have had more instances of falling. There was one time, I was walking down the stairs at school, and my feet just slipped out from under me. How EMBARASSING. Not to mention scary. Then there was again another time that I fell up the stairs at school. This time someone did see me. I just tried to ignore it but my face got so incredibly red. All in all, stairs are not my friend!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
I Found my Fav. Story!
The Room...
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by authors or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was the one that read, "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And the without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its files was a crude catalog of my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match.
A sense of wonderment and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named, "Friends," was next to one marked, "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I have read," "Lies I have told," "Comfort I have given," "Jokes I have laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness. "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I have done in my anger," "Things I have muttered under my breath at my parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards that I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card contained the truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature. When I pulled out the file marked "Songs I have listened to," I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of the music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked, "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run throughout my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me.
One thought dominated my mind: "No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty them and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card.
I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore, "People I have shared the gospel with." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box, not more than three inches long, fell into my hands.
I could count the cards it contained in one hand. And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that the hurt started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.
But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands, and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was, "No, no" as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards, but there it was, written in red, so rich, so dark, so alive.
The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished."
I stood up and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by authors or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was the one that read, "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And the without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its files was a crude catalog of my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match.
A sense of wonderment and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named, "Friends," was next to one marked, "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I have read," "Lies I have told," "Comfort I have given," "Jokes I have laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness. "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I have done in my anger," "Things I have muttered under my breath at my parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards that I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card contained the truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature. When I pulled out the file marked "Songs I have listened to," I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of the music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked, "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run throughout my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me.
One thought dominated my mind: "No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty them and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card.
I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore, "People I have shared the gospel with." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box, not more than three inches long, fell into my hands.
I could count the cards it contained in one hand. And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that the hurt started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.
But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands, and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was, "No, no" as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards, but there it was, written in red, so rich, so dark, so alive.
The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished."
I stood up and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
MOVIES
I really like movies. I can spend all day watching movies. Most recently I have liked Disney Movies. Last semester, my roomates and I were cleaning the apartment. While we were cleaning, we found a working VCR player. I had the privelage to bring it home. Hmmm, that sounds weird. I took it home with me back at Gilbert. I finally had a chance to watch all the VCR tapes that I had. That means alot of Disney. I have a couple movies to watch but I got them mostly all watched. Well, that is all of the randomness that I have for now.
I really like movies. I can spend all day watching movies. Most recently I have liked Disney Movies. Last semester, my roomates and I were cleaning the apartment. While we were cleaning, we found a working VCR player. I had the privelage to bring it home. Hmmm, that sounds weird. I took it home with me back at Gilbert. I finally had a chance to watch all the VCR tapes that I had. That means alot of Disney. I have a couple movies to watch but I got them mostly all watched. Well, that is all of the randomness that I have for now.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
This is my second time on this and I have no idea what to write. I am still playing around actually. Today was a very long day today. My sister Tori and I decided to clean the house really good. I guess we were in one of those cleaning moods. We cleaned up the house normally but we did the laundry room really good. We actually took everything out. Minus the dryer, washer, shelves, and freezer. We took everything out of the shelves and put everything in my room. Let me tell you that my room was very very very messy today. There was so much dust and flint everywhere! I didn't even get to clean it all up until late tonight. I ran out of time and had to work. But it is finally done. I won't be doing that room ever again!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I really don't know what I am doing
Hi all! This is my first time doing this. I thought it would just be a cool different thing to do. Hope you enjoy.
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