Sunday, September 18, 2011

Most Embarrassing Moment of High School... So Far..

A few days ago, I had my most embarrassing moment of high school so far. This week is homecoming week at Arapahoe and my choir teacher asked our choir if we had any questions about homecoming week. I am way out of district for Arapahoe and have no idea what some of their traditions are. There is a bonfire celebration going on sometime this week and I was a little confused on what that meant. I wasn't sure if it was an actual bonfire, or if it was a figurative thing, or what. So when my choir director asked us if we had any questions, I raised my hand and asked, "What is the bonfire celebration?" Now when I asked this, I thought it was a good question, because over half of the choir is made up of freshman and I thought that a lot of them would have the same question I did. Well, apparently not! As soon as I let that one little question slip out of my mouth, everyone began to gasp and every eye in the room was on me. The teacher must have felt bad for me and she began to quiet the girls down and tell them that my question wasn't that bad. Then she asked me, "Well, you understand the fire part of bonfire, right?" And of course, I hadn't made enough of a fool of myself yet so I had ask, "Is it an actual fire, or is it just a figurative thing?" Oh if I thought the reaction to my first question was embarrassing, I hadn't been through anything yet. The girls were gasping so loud and laughing so hard, I'm pretty sure the whole school could hear. I turned so red and just wanted to hide underneath my chair for the rest of class. As soon as the bell rang, I darted out the door and found my friend, Lauren. I asked her why that was such a bad question. She just laughed and said, "I don't know, but, from now on, NEVER ask about that bonfire again." We laughed together all the way to our next class. She is still joking me about it, and I'm sure the choir girls will laugh at me some more about it, but oh well. Hahaha. ANYWAYS, if you are a freshman at Arapahoe High School, never, ever, under any circumstances ask about the bonfire!!!! :)

P.S. Sorry I haven't written in so long! I have been sooooo busy, but I just had to write about this one ;)

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

My Favorite Place in the World

I had a rough start to the week this week and today was no exception. Today was one of those days where nothing seems to go your way and you almost want to say, "Can this day get any worse?", but at the same time, you know it could get worse and you don't want it to. (That was a major run-on sentence). Anyways, I was having a terrible day and I needed to take a break and get out of the house.

Luckily, tonight was choir night, so that was my escape. My mom and sister couldn't come, so my dad and I went together. Our church is only a couple minutes away from our house, but it seemed to take much longer. I was trying very hard not to burst out crying. However, as soon as we got to the church and got out of the car, I lost it and could not hold it in anymore. Tears started streaming down my cheeks uncontrollably, and, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop crying. I had held it in for so long and it all burst out. My dad tried to comfort me and tried to get me to calm down a little bit. I finally breathed in a deep breath and started to pull myself together again. After I had wiped away my tears and started breathing regularly again, my dad asked me if I still wanted to go sing in the choir. I really didn't think I could sing very well after that crying attack, so I said not really. Then he asked me if I wanted to go into the church just to pray, and I thought that was a great idea. We walked in, my dad told our choir director that we would be there in a few minutes, and we walked into the balcony of the sanctuary and just sat there. We didn't talk for a long time. We just prayed and I, of course, started to cry again. I cried and prayed for a long time, and all of a sudden, I felt a lot better! My tears cleared away and I even started to feel happy. Then, my dad and I talked for a long time and then prayed some more. While I was sitting there, looking around our beautiful sanctuary, I realized something. I realized that our church is my favorite place in the whole world. I love it more than any place I have ever traveled to or seen. Whenever I walk into the church, I feel like all of my problems and worries in life are gone and nothing can hurt me. Everyone at our church is so friendly and I feel like we are all one, big family. I feel like I can trust anyone and everyone at church. It was great and I felt much better. Finally, my dad and I decided we wanted to go downstairs again and sing for the last 30 minutes of choir. We did and it made me feel even better to sing.

You know how people say everything happens for a reason? I guess all that bad stuff that happened throughout the beginning of my week happened for a reason... I learned that my favorite place in the world was our church, and that I can always go to our church and feel better, whether it is to pray, talk, or sing.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Pop Art

I showed you some of my flower drawings in my previous post, but I also like to draw pop art stuff. Here are some pictures of designs I drew with brightly colored pens. These took about 3-4 hours each just because I filled the whole page with these designs. Hope you like them!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Flower Drawings

I LOVE to draw!!! Music and art are my two favorite things. When I have spare time I draw and listen to music. What am I talking about?! I never have spare time!!! Well, I guess I make time every once in a while.

Anyway, here are two flowers that I drew over the summer. I don't know why I haven't put them on here already, but here they are!

Oh wait! One more thing! I have drawn three different flowers, but I cannot find the third one I drew. I will put it up as soon as I find it, but here are the first two...

This is a pansy that I drew on a piece of lined paper. At first, I was just randomly doodling and did not think that it would turn into something. Now I wish I would have drawn it on a blank piece of paper :( Oh, well...

Here is the other one. This one is of my favorite kind of flower, an iris. I have always loved irises because I love the shape of them and their smell. There are tons of irises around campus at my school and I have admired them from the time I was in preschool to now. We also have a bunch of irises growing in our front and back yards. They are a cool flower and I really enjoyed drawing it!!!

By the way, I used a pencil and eraser to sketch these and then I used colored pencils to color them in. They took about 2-3 hours each. Hope you like them! :)

I Can Hear the Wedding Bells

For months and months my friends and I have been waiting for our English teacher to come in and tell us that her boyfriend proposed, but it just would not happen! We got back from a nice, long weekend yesterday, and when we got to school, we heard that she was engaged!!!! :) We immediately started screaming out of excitement and were SOOO happy for her! We went of to math class, but we had English after that. We ran into the room and gave her a huge hug and asked her to show us her ring. It is a gorgeous ring with a big amethyst in the middle. It was all great and we eagerly listened to the story of the proposal for the first part of class. It was so exciting!!! Some of the boys even wrote down what they thought she should do for the wedding and her honeymoon (joking, of course). It was a great start to the week and I am extremely happy for her!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Soccer in the Rain

I don't know what it is about the fresh, crisp smell rain brings, but it always brings me back to when my friends and I were really little, playing soccer games in the rain together. We would intentionally dribble the ball into the muddy patches, hoping that we would get some mud splashed up onto us and make the perfectly clean, white soccer ball muddy. After the game was over, our parents would try to drag us away so they could get out of the rain. Then we would try to convince them to let us stay a few minutes longer so we could play in the mud some more. They would either let us stay for a couple minutes because they were drenched anyway, or they would say they would be in the car and to come in five minutes. Then, we would slip into each other while trying to get to the ball first and make each other fall into the mud piles. We would be so muddy by the end of it, but what little kid doesn't like to get really muddy?

Yesterday, we had soccer practice in the rain! It was a cloudy and overcast day, but it was still pretty warm outside. We were running some drills and practicing our corner kicks, when I felt a small droplet of rain fall onto my arm. There were two or three more drops that landed on me. Then, everyone started to feel drops hit them. Gradually, the droplets got larger in size and in number and within a couple minutes, it was raining a pretty significant amount. But we didn't care! In fact, we absolutely loved it!!!We were out there in our cleats and shin guards getting muddy and slipping and sliding all over the place!!! I turned to my friend and said, "Aren't soccer and rain the perfect combination?" She agreed and we both looked at each other and then started playing in the mud... Haha... I guess some things just never change! :)


Spring, in my opinion, is one of the most beautiful times of the year. I love all of the gorgeous flowers that pop up everywhere and the song birds that sing their songs in the morning. Spring has definitely sprung around my neighborhood. Here are some pictures...