Seas the Day

I was in the HFAC the other day studying for a final, and it just so happened that this day was the same day that the young musician music camp aka music major wanna be's . I decided that these kids are worse then efy kids. They walk around the HFAC like they own it. They practice in the practice rooms, run up and down the stairs and act like they're cool musicians. Ok so maybe they are talented kids, BUT they aren't cool enough to own the HFAC and I miss my quiet place in the HFAC to study. Speaking of efy kids, I am officially frightened by them. I went to sit on a bench outside of the WILK , however I chose to sit on this bench at the same time as efy lunch. Therefore I was surrounded by younglins . As I sat on my bench I began to feel outnumbered and left out. Everyone around me had a group of kids to sit with. I was all alone and older then most of them. I felt alone, so I left my bench and found refuge somewhere away from those kids.

Well it's a new year and a new Semester. Christmas break was magical as my family and I skied for a week on the beautiful powdery Utah snow. I survived the steep powdery mogul mountain of doom,the gully of sudden death, and I only crashed into three trees, losing my ski on one of them(but don't worry I found my ski again, after I dug for it in the powder). We even pretended to be Olympic skiers and went down the men's and women's downhill courses. It usually takes them about a minute to do the whole course and it took me about five minutes to descend the first hill. I think I'm on my way to be on the U.S ski team. I came home feeling victorious. Coming back from Christmas break I had to squeeze many more objects into my room. Mostly more clothes into my closet ( I hope my roommate doesn't realize that I am using more then half the closet), I also squeezed my new printer (named black ninja) underneath my desk, diminishing all chance of any leg room, so ...

Happy Birthday Grandma Bu

Fall is here and with it a new semester and marching band! I spent the week before school marching and practicing 11 hours a day. I was swamped with new music and new ways to march, > but I survived band camp and lived to see our first home game, BYU vs UW. It was very nerve-breaking to march out onto a field surrounded by a packed stadium, but all went well and I didn't faint due to heat exhaustion, th ough it was quite hot and I was wearing a wool uniform. The band is quite exhilarating and I'm always meeting new people or learning new things. The new semester is also going well, I'm trying to keep up in all my classes as my homework time competes with my marching band time. My favorite class is Book of Mormon, I love discovering new insights when I read.