The Cookie

Ever been to a cookie store? I know I have! I do love my cookies: chocolate chip, snikerdoodle, and many others! It is awesome to look at the racks of cookies and to see all the many possibilities! You have the choice to choose anyone you want! You name, and you can have it. All the possibilities! Imagine such a choice. What would you choose? Lets say you narrow it down to two choices. A cookie people expect you to have. Nice, elegant, and everything anyone would normally expect in a cookie. As for your other choice, a wild, fun, awesome cookie you would be more then happy to eat. Which would you choose? The one everyone expects or the wild one?

As most of you can guess there is a deeper meaning, but just answer the question. I don't want the "socially acceptable" answers though. None of this what makes you happy crap. We all know people nowadays mostly do what is socially acceptable. Are you one of them?

Disneyland, Land of Your Dreams

All the families' little children are screaming and crying, "This line is too long!" What is Disneyland without a little kid lost or crying? What of these children's parents? They are just ignorant. They ignore what their own child does, but not the others! They have to complain about them! Don't people know that they have to watch their own children before watching others? My Dad knew this. My Mom knew this. Man, being at Disneyland is not necessarily all that and a bag of chips. Walt Disney's mind must have been crazy looking at all that has come through from his will. It's amazing to watch. Disneyland is a place of your dreams, not mine. Walt thought through his actions. It's awesome to know that he went bankrupt I think three times before you was stable. My favorite ride is the Tower of Terror. Its terror is awesome. I love that weightless feeling you get as it drops. Disneyland is awesome to young kids. Too bad for my family, the Smiths, most of us, (me, myself and I), no longer want to be a kid. The Smith's youngest kid is me, who wants to be the oldest. A sad story. We all want to be old, but then want to be young. Can't we make up our minds? No matter what we have, we always want something else. Can't we learn to love what we already have? Of course not. It is human nature to have greed. All the worlds families' greed put together would be enough to kill an entire nation, if all focused in one area. Isn't it amazing how far we would go to further ourselves? If someone would pay you one billion dollars to punch a kid and give him a black eye would you? Would you go so far as to give him a cut? A small concussion?? How far is too far?

Disneyland

I get to go to Disneyland! Pretty sweet right? No not really. Oh well, Disneyland is fun enough. I have a season pass so I will go a bunch this year. Since I will be aways I need to try and get my five hundred words today and tomorrow. So I am watching TV to try and relax my brain. i just read over 100 pages of the Count of Monte Cristo to finish so I don't have to read at Disneyland. I hope I do well on the AR test. That would be awesome if I got all the questions right! My brain is soooo numb I feel very brainless. If only I could skip school tomorrow. It is not like I haven't before. It is not that hard to do. For me I just ask and my parents let me stay home sometimes. Now for something completely different. Don't you hate those commericials that come right out and say things that should not be said. Like about that time of the month or STD's? They should try and hide it a litte. It might scare little kids. I guess I am not a little kid am I? Sometimes I wish I was. It would be easier. No work, no school, just playing with your toys. But I guess to know true happiness, first you must know despair. Thus someone invented school! I am gonna go grab some ice cream.

Best Freaking Dance EVER

The regional dance in Kaysville was awesome! I met up with a bunch of friends and we had tons and tons and tons of fun. I danced every dance! It was the most fun ever. I have been to alot of dances. I mean a ton! We use to have one every week where I use to live. Still this dance was the most fun. I danced so crazy! Even to High School Musical songs! GASP This dance probably played more slow songs then any other dance. Which was awesome! I absolutly love dances and all that! I hope all my friends had fun. I tried to make them all happy. I hope they will have more of them! I would go every week if they had one every week. Sadly they don't. Oh well, that doesn't make them any less fun!

"You and Me" "Goodbye"

What day is it And in what month This clock never seemed so alive I can't keep up and I can't back down I've been losing so much time Cause it's you and me and all of the people With nothing to do, nothing to lose And it's you and me and all of the people and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you All of the things that I want to say Just aren't coming out right I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning I don't know where to go from here Cause it's you and me and all of the people With nothing to do, nothing to prove And it's you and me and all of the people and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off you Something about you now I can't quite figure out Everything she does is beautiful Everything she does is right Cause it's you and me and all of the people With nothing to do, nothing to lose And it's you and me and all of the people and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of You and me and all of the people With nothing to do, nothing to prove and It's you and me and all of the people and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you What day is it And in what month This clock never seemed so alive

As for the other half of my last post, the song "Goodbye" by SR-71 comes to mind.

Goodbye by SR-71
Everything you know, You wonder friend or foe
I'm the burning in your throat when you swallow
When you spit me out, Your stomach full of doubt
Now you're faking every word out of your mouth
And when you won't let go,
It's all about control
Understand I’m born to led you will follow
Now I don't wanna stay, and I'm running away
Don't you hear me when I say
Goodbye, so long, nice try, I'm gone
If you don't like being second
I don't like being wrong
I won't forget, the way you made me feel
I won't regret, running away from here
So I say goodbye again (x2)And now it's there to see, you've forgotten me
Ever since I was the prince among the thieves
So you hold me down, Strip away my crown
Can't contain me knowing all the truth I've found
Always thinking small, helping me to fall
Now your jealousy and hate consumes us all
I don't wanna stay
and I'm running away
Goodbye, so long, nice try, I'm gone
If you don't like being second
I don't like being wrong
I won't forget, the way you made me feel
I won't regret, running away from here
You think you see the world, but you see nothing (x2)Time is only gonna make it worse in the end
So I say goodbye again
Don't hit me with your fears, I don't fit with your ideas
You missed what I'm about, I earned my way out
And in the end, I say goodbye again I won't forget, the way you made me feel
I won't regret, running away from here I won't forget, the way you made me feel
I won't regret, so I say goodbye again
Goodbye, so long, nice try, I'm gone (x4) So I say goodbye again

Ahhh

Have you ever had a thought in your head you want to scream but know it will fall on deaf ears? Or have you ever had that one emotion you want to express but you know you will be shunned for it? Society blocks us from ourselves. What more can we do? Run? Lock it up? Beat the odds? So many thoughts go unspoken that want to scream! I just want to run at a wall and break it down. I want my courage to amount to my words. I want to tell them what I really think. Not, sure, thanks, and hello. I want them to know what my true thoughts are. Not the cheap drilled in ones. I want them all to know, I am not always so nice. I want them all to know that I hide beneath a mask most of the time. I want them all to know my real face. I want them all to accept me. So many different thoughts all crammed up in one mind. I want them all to know that I can do so much more then I have. To go along with half of my thoughts is this one song.

"You and Me"

Lifehouse

DUNNANANANNANANA

Today

I have so many thoughts in my head.

It is very hard to keep them straight.

It weighs me down like a block of lead.

I hope these thoughts stray from hate.

What can I do?

What can I say?

That will make my fly

This very day.

With many actions

Everyday

All I can say

Is that I wish for many things

Today

Poem

Well I was tring to write a poem but right now I can't think of any good theme or scheme. So I am sorry I can not write one. Usually I write them on a strong emtion but I don't really have any right now. Sorry.

hmmm

I absolutly love this song. If you guys ever get the chance you should listen to it! I know very long but it is very beautiful.

On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And through the field the road run by To many-tower'd Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Through the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd,Slide the heavy barges trail'd By slow horses; and unhail'd The shallop flitteth silken-sail'dSkimming down to Camelot: But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott?
Only reapers, reaping early, In among the bearded barley Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly; Down to tower'd Camelot; And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers, " 'Tis the fairy The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott.
And moving through a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot; There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village churls, And the red cloaks of market girls Pass onward from Shalott.
Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd lad, Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad Goes by to tower'd Camelot; And sometimes through the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two. She hath no loyal Knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights, For often through the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot; Or when the Moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed. "I am half sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, He rode between the barley sheaves, The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, And flamed upon the brazen greaves Of bold Sir Lancelot. A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield, That sparkled on the yellow field, Beside remote Shalott.
The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy. The bridle bells rang merrily As he rode down to Camelot: And from his blazon'd baldric slung A mighty silver bugle hung, And as he rode his armor rung Beside remote Shalott.
All in the blue unclouded weather Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather, The helmet and the helmet-feather Burn'd like one burning flame together, As he rode down to Camelot. As often thro' the purple night, Below the starry clusters bright, Some bearded meteor, burning bright, Moves over still Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flashed into the crystal mirror, "Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror crack'd from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott.
In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining. Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And around about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shalott.
And down the river's dim expanse Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance -- With a glassy countenance Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott.
Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right -- The leaves upon her falling light -- Thro' the noises of the night, She floated down to Camelot: And as the boat-head wound along The willowy hills and fields among, They heard her singing her last song, The Lady of Shalott.
Heard a carol, mournful, holy, Chanted loudly, chanted lowly, Till her blood was frozen slowly, And her eyes were darkened wholly, Turn'd to tower'd Camelot. For ere she reach'd upon the tide The first house by the water-side, Singing in her song she died, The Lady of Shalott.
Under tower and balcony, By garden-wall and gallery, A gleaming shape she floated by, Dead-pale between the houses high, Silent into Camelot. Out upon the wharfs they came, Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame, And around the prow they read her name, The Lady of Shalott.
Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer; And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot; But Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott."

Boring

This "assignment" is becoming quite boring. I wonder if I am the only one who thinks this. What is the point of writing 500 words per week? To make us better writters? It doesn't really work does it? I use the same words over in the same generally constructed sentences saying boring stuff that maybe two people care about. Oh well, anything worth anything is worth doing. I still need to read the Count of Monte Cristo, and the other part of the apostrophe quiz, and of course I need to enter my short essay. Life is so demanding. I would like to have a week off from everything in life, not just school but life. All of it. Now I am bored with nothing else to write. Of course I still need more words so I am stuck here dragging this entry out, further, and further. I wish I could just type at a million words a minute of random crap without thinking so this could be done. I suppose I could just drag everything out, more, and more, and more, and more. See that is why I hate having a word limit. All I have to do to fulfill it is say I like: pizza, dogs, cats, big dogs, small cats, big fish, airplanes, tennis, tennis balls, tennis rackets, tennis players, tennis bags, more tennis, did I mention tennis, T.V., carpet, ice cream, anything deep fried, water, lemonade, apple juice, and of course, not writing this. Now I have my five hundred words this week but did I really "think" and learn to write better because of it? No, of course not. So once again I ask why we have a word limit.

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Well my tennis did not go so well today. I played guys who were twice my size and play everyday with lessons....It was like a lamb in a lions den. They are planning to do this every week. This will help me play better, but I will most likely lose every single week. Now I have nothing to say. My knee hurts....I skinned it while diving to reach a ball. If my arm was an inch lower it would have been seriously hurt...and once again I am out of things to say.

Writing Contest #2

Writing Contest

Opps

I completely forgot about this blog. Now I need 500 words by midnight tonight! Well General Conference is going right now as I type this. Lets see there are a total of 6 sessions, 2 on Sunday, 2 on Saturday, 1 for general Priesthood, and 1 for the Young Women. Each session is 2 hours long. That is a total of twelve hours. Seeing as it is semi-annual that is twenty-four hours a year. Each Sunday there is a three hour meeting, excluding the weeks of general conference. So the two weeks is 24 hours, plus the 50*3 hours of the other weeks. So 150 plus 24 is 174 hours a year on Sundays, and this does not include meetings before and after. Then you have an hour and a half on activity days. So 1.5 hours * 52 weeks is 78 hours. 174 plus 78 is 252 hours a year I spend in Church. *NOTE This equation does not include sick days, extended meetings, Stake Conference, and Holidays.* 252/24=10.5 days 10.5/365=2.9% of my year is Church. On average I spend eight hours sleeping. 8*356=2848 hours I spend sleeping a year. 2848/24=119 days I spend sleeping a year. 119/365=33% of my year is spent sleeping. *NOTE Once against this equation does not include days you sleep in, weekends if you change your sleeping habits etc...* So between sleeping and Church I spend a total of 35.9% of my year. That is quite a few hours. Well a year is a total of 8760 hours! That is a bunch. 525600 minutes a year. So if you spend 1 minute sleeping past your alarm you lose 365 minutes a year. That is 6.1 hours. If you live to be 90 and slept past your alarm 1 minute starting at the age 10, that is 80 years times 6.1, equals 488 days you LOSE by sleeping over 1 minute. 488 days! That is 1.34 years! That makes you want to get up one minute earlier because then you will have an extra 1.34 years in your life! Talk about living longer! Even though if you get up 1 minutes early you will probably waste it doing nothing and then instead of being less grumpy you will have more of your life wasted. I guess it is not that hard to get 500 words! Assuming you watch 2 hours of T.V. each day that is 730 hours, if you do that for eighty years that is 58400 hours in your life. That is 2433 days of your life. That is 6.7 years! Take that you lazy bums! Lets go back a little. If in the two hours there is 15 minutes of commercials an hour, which is really generous, 15*2hours = 30 minutes. .5 hours * 7 days a week equals 3.5 hours a week. 52 weeks a year times 3.5 a week equals 182 hours a year. Once again times 80 years equals 14560 hours in your life. That is 606.7 days. Which is 1.66 years of your life is taken to watch commercials! That is a very long time! It is amazing how the time adds up!