DANCE RECITAL!

To go along with my last post, DANCE RECITAL is also right around the corner!

Dance recital always coencides with the end of the school year. Literally this is my schedule:

Monday: Last full day of school. Second on-stage rehearsal.

Tuesday: Finals 0-2 hours.

Wednesday: Last of my finals. Third on-stage rehearsal.

Thursday: Going to my middle school to visit old teachers!:) Dress rehearsal until like, 10.

Friday: Work. Dance recital. Sleepover?

Saturday: Junior and Primary dress rehearsals.

Sunday: Junior and Primary dance recitals.

It's crazy.

Like,

complete

utter

chaos.

But honestly, it is the best time of the year.

Not even an exaggeration (yes, I know earlier I said summer is the best time of the year. It's got nothing on dance recital). It's just the atmosphere, and we get to perform what we've worked on ALL year. It's just the best feeling ever! Not to mention, family and friends come to watch you and you feel pretty darn special;)

But anyways, this is the craziest year by far, for me. I'm in nine dances in the Senior show. And troupe performs at Junior and Primary, so, there's also that. Not to mention, Eileen and Katie (a teacher and TA...who a class teach together) won't be there, so I took it upon myself to help that class out during the Primary show (because half the kids in the class, I had in my class last year!)

But I love it. I've known that place since I was three (actually even earlier than that, because my mom's been teaching at Donna's since she was prego with me...hahaha) and the atmosphere of that place, and how warm it gets and how it smells, it's just one of those childhood connections I have!

But here's the schedule for whomever might want it:)

Friday June 11th: Senior show at 7:00 pm

Sunday June 13th: Primary show at 11:00 am (I believe...)

Sunday June 13th: Junior show at 4:00 pm

:D

IT'S ALMOST THE END OF THE YEAR!

Okay. As of today, there is officially FOURTEEN days of school left! (Except for some people like me, because I don't have any finals on the last day of school YAY!)

:D

Anyways, after AP tests, classes basically become bogus. Because seriously, teachers are sick of school too! Here is what today consisted for me today:

0 Hour: Movie.

1st Hour: Worksheet.

2nd Hour: Read/Work on project (with the option of going outside).

3rd Hour: Presentations/Not really paying attention/catching up on homework/sudoku.

4th Hour: Singing (choir...and only for half the hour).

5th Hour: Catch up on homework (study hall...LAME).

6th Hour: District test/that test doesn't count for anything.

See? teachers don't even want to teach anymore! (Who blames them? I'm sick of being there, and I'm sure they feel the same about me...hahahaha) :)

And honestly, the classes get filled with more and more free time. AND THE MOST ANNOYING THING ABOUT THIS IS: If the Cedar Rapids School District was as smart as the Linn-Mar School District, we'd be out even a week earlier. And you all know what I'm talking about.

WE LIVE IN GOD FORSAKEN IOWA! It snows sooooooo much here! We need more than two built-in snow days. Linn-Mar is smart and build in AT LEAST a week's worth of snow days, so they're out close to on time, or even earlier! Now those people got this right. Think about it, when we got snow days, we could just be happy all-round, because we're not in school until half-way through June!

That's all I'm saying...

Anyways, minus that minor detail, I'M SUPER STOAKED! I mean, summer is LITERALLY, right around the corner. HOW EXCITED ARE YOU?

Cause, I'm pretty darn excited:)

Single Ladies Tribute:)

Jonas

Glee

SNL

Beyonce

Sickness....EWWWWW

So, I always get sick in the winter. But, I mean, EVERYONE and their brother gets sick in the winter. We're all bundled up in at home, with no communication to the outside world, and practically begging the germs to come find home in us.

But here's a change, I'M SICK NOW!

It is quite annoying...and depressing.

SO, we had dance pictures on Sunday, and I'm sitting there at Read, and sneezing every five minutes multiple times. It was the first decent day outside in the past month, and so I figured it was something inside there, or possibly outside.

Oh, boy, was I wrong.

It progressively got worse and worse until I was absolutely miserable and wouldn't sleep Sunday night. I took some NyQuill, which usually knocks me out in a half hour.

No. Nothing. Not a thing. All it did was make me even sleeper.

I hate my life sometimes.

Not to mention, I woke up every half hour, and then couldn't fall asleep for another half hour, so I basically got four hours of sleep...wooo.

NOT!

Come yesterday, I was so miserable and tired that I ALMOsT fell asleep in AP Lang (Mr. Ayers said I could lie my head down and rest as long as I listened to the video, which I'm proud...and surprised...to say I did).

Come, fifth hour, my right ear had sharp shooting pain in it. Like someone was poking it with a thumb tack. It was getting worse. By sixth hour, I couldn't hear out of it, or concentrate on my algebra two quiz...honestly my life fails sometimes.

Luckily, I texted my mother during fifth hour and asked her if there was anything for ear infections, because I was pretty sure that's what I had, even though I hadn't had one since I was like, eight. She was awesome and scheduled me for a doctor's appointment at four, so I went home (skipped my voice lesson, because I couldn't have even hoped to sing) and layed on my bed and rested. My mom came at four and we went to the doctor's.

They looked at throat, listened to my heart, etc. etc. etc. and guess what! I HAD A EAR INFECTION!

Who was right? Oh yeah, I think that was me!

Booyah.

Anyways, the day just got better and better, because I spilled dinner all over my work clothes, and then had a baby spit up on me at work. How wonderful is my life? Awesome, I think.

The only good thing that came out of yesterday was that I got off a little early. And went home, ate popcorn (yuuuummm) and took NyQuill, took a shower, and so by the time I was ready for bed, I just collapsed on my bed. I was out within ten minutes. A record for me, because I can never fall asleep short of an hour.

And I am still sick. A fraction (maybe) better. But I can't hardly hear anything out of my right ear. The only thing keeping me going is the fact that I'm taking DayQuill and Ibprofin every four hours.

I actually fell asleep in the sun, outside in AP Lang today. I'm that miserable.

Grrr.

Though, my dad was sick before me, and he said by day four, I should be feeling a lot better.

Keep your fingers crossed for me!

DRIVING!

So, last Tuesday (it's been exactly a week!) I got my driver's license (FINALLY!)

I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!!

you have no idea! Except, I don't get a car! :(

BUT! I get to drive my mother's all summer long, and don't have to spend a penny on gas!

You may be thinking, "Geeze, you're going to be 17, like soon." (In August to be exact). And here's what I say to that:

MY MOTHER was supposed to sign me up for driver's ed LAST JULY. A month before I turned 16, you so everything could be honky dory, and everyone would be happy.

She never did.

STORY OF MY LIFE!

So, as one of the few people in my grade (and one of three friends who didn't get their driver's license until recently...I was the last out of all of us) I had to catch rides places (or even better, have my parents drop me off) and wait until this Spring to take driver's ed.

Driver's ed is a whole other story within itself. The class was made up of mostly freshman, a handful of sophomores, and TWO (count with me here, ONE, TWO) juniors.

Fail.

But, I had my friend Sarah, and her friend Mackenzie in there with me, so the class was actually quite amusing. I had Mr. Brown, and if you have ever had him as a driver's ed teacher, you'll know what I mean when I say that I got a kick out of the lessons.

BUT! Alas, Sarah and Mackenzie were driving partners, and I was driving partner-less. But, luckily, God shone a light on me, and Alexa, a girl who goes to Lisbon, and could only drive weekends (which was basically the only days I could drive...all together with me now: "HALLELUJAH!") so we were partners. The bonus was that she wasn't that shabby of a driver, and she was nice and funny, so we got along well:)

SO NOW! I've had my license for a week. I got the car Friday night, and got to drive and jam out and have fun on my way to work, and then hanging out with friends afterwards. It was quite exciting. No seriously, I was so excited, you have NO idea. Seriously.

I've only had two incidents, and I'm not even sure about the second one...

1. Woops...Friday night I forgot to turn on my lights as I was leaving Culver's. But thankfully, my friends, Tyler and Austin, were right ahead of me, and pulled over to tell me to turn them on. Thanks guys:)

2. And I think I MIGHT have cut off a guy going down Collins. I saw the car coming, but he wasn't even close to the intersection, and when I looked in my rear-veiw mirror, he was on my tail. But, looking back on it now, I think that guy MIGHT have been in the turning lane behind me. Jerk.

Anyways! I'm super excited, and guess what! I've been told I'm a good driver. Obviously, not the most awesomest driver to walk the Earth, but still.

:)

RAINBOOTS!

So, on Saturday, Miranda and I (and she is still annoyed with me about it) when out. We went to Target, because I saw some rainboots there that I wanted. This all started when my cousin, Kirby, and I were hanging out last Wednesday (after my grandpa's funeral) and we went mini-golfing and then over to Target. He need new sunglasses, and I was gonna help him pick out a pair. We walked around and went past the shoe aisle, where I saw THE CUTEST rainboots EVER! I basically flipped. Kirby laughed at me while I freaked out. But, we weren't supposed to go anywhere except Family Fun Center, so I couldn't buy them:(

BUT!! then Miranda came to save the day! After I had work Saturday we hung out and drove around. We went to the mall, where I lost my mind a bought a $25 keychain (which Miranda made me return...I didn't complain). We went to Target, where I realized I had no money in my bank account (which is where we went back to the mall, and returned the keychain) and then went to the gas station for a bite to eat. Believe me, I was pissed that I did that, and I was rainboot-less. And so Miranda (fed up with my moppy, depressing-ness) took me back to Target to get the rainboots.

AND NOW I'M HAPPY!

(I love Miranda Neff!)

:D!

The Aftermath of MinnesOta

Well, it truely was an interesting weekend.

FRIDAY
It started off with getting out of school, and packing. My friends Chase and Tyler came over after school while they were waiting for Austin and Michael to get done retaking a test after school. They stole my magazine and read articles, and watched TV, but it was fun!:)
Then, my mom came home, and it was sprinkling, and we left for Minnesota. We took a longer route there, that was straighter, because I was going to drive, and she wanted me to drive a straighter route there. She drove for about an hour and half before we stopped at a gas station/Subway and switched. I drove for three hours, into Minnestoa, before we got onto the crazy highway and swtiched again. The scariest thing that happened, was getting stuck inbetween two semis. I was passing one, and the other one was SLOWLY passing the other one. Needless to say, I was freaked. They're literally one of my biggest fears. We got to the hotel (and it was still raining. And we checked in and went up to our room. I'm a loved child, so I got the bed to myself, and my mom and sister shared, because I was competiting the next day, and they weren't. Me and Christine then went down to the pool where some of the girls from dance were. We all hung around there for a while, until we had to eat and go practice.
My mom and one of the other girl's dad went to the Mall of America (which was literally just down the street from the hotel) and got me Panda Express. I was SUPER excited. And then we went to practice. The room we practiced in, was just like a dance room, mirrors, barres, and all. Except with carpet. Here is where issues came. We had been practicing, when me and Jenna decided to practice our duet. I had changed some parts in it, and I wanted to do the beginning full out (turns+carpet=disaster). I got to my turn and my pinky toe got caught on the carpet, and my foot kept going. It cracked sideways, and then went under my foot. It hurt. Really, really hurt. I feel over, and I shook it off. We got done and I sat down. My foot had started to go numb, and I thought nothing of it, because I have really bad circulation to my feet, so I thought it was just the same.
I later talked to Jenna, and asked her if she thought I might've broken it, because she broke her big toe when we were in middle school. We figured that that's probably what happened, and I got really nervous. I mean think about it: you break your toe, the night before a huge dance competition. This couldn't be good. I went back to the hotel room, using minimal pressure on my foot. I then talked to my mom about it, and we decided to wrap it with the tape I was going to use for my toenail I bent backwards.