Life is good.
My family is awesome. I just finished brisingyr a second
time, in less than seven days. Pretty impressive! Now I am reading inheritance.
It is awesome. Yesterday, my dad, sister, and I saw the Hunger Games. It was awesome!
Katie is reading the second one for the first time. She finished the first one
just before the movie came out. She
does not know that Katnis… in the
second book. I am dying to tell her what happens. Mark is my best friend and he
and I are very alike. I love hanging out with him. It is 9:21. I am tired But I
love fruit, lasagna, and spaghetti. Ooh, and York’s! II am the luckiest person
in the world to have the mom I have. I am glad she told me to write this
paragraph. Of course, I am the one who made up the random style. I like my
BYU pajamas. My friend, Mark, adopted my love for BYU when he first became
friends with me. Now he has more BYU stuff then me. He has BYU headphones and cups,
which happen to be cooler than my BYU cups. I feel sad. I need more BYU stuff.
My birthday is coming up, luckily. I am going to be fourteen this June. I am
excited to go to my first dance, though I am nervous. Luckily, I have my second
best friend, Bobby, to give me some tips. He is older and taller than me. So our
recesses include talking and looking cool, me jumping on him and pulling him to
the ground, and playing basketball. We help each other out when it comes to girls.
We discuss and tell each other who we like. He likes Jenny, who used to or
still does like me. But Mark is really mean and he won’t tell me who he likes.
Whyyyyyyyy? The curiosity burns every time I think about it. Anyway. Bobby is cool to hang out with.
He is one of the only (cool) LDS guys to hang out with at school. I am in NJHS
and am
planning the 8th grade formal this year. I will not be 14 in
time for it though, which frustrates me. I want to go. Bobby overheard one of
the girls at my school saying she would like to go with me. I don’t even know
how school dances work. Do you have to ask someone to the dance? I am in ballroom,
which is fun. I am really good at it. I have no fear when it comes to asking
others to dance, even those I don’t know.
I hope you enjoyed this million-word paragraph of my life (though I
think I forgot to mention that I was living in Germany.) I am going to sleep.
Auf wiedersehen!
