I love my family
My Dad with his deep knowledge of scriptural doctrine
My Mom who works 24/7 365 days of the year helping others
My First Brother, who has remained my best friend for 16 1/2 years
My Second Brother, who I can tickle and through whom I can relive my childhood
My Third Brother, who I can read too and cuddle with
and My sister, who has been a second mother to my second and third brother.

I get passionate about social issues, and read the news whenever I can to find more issues to debate and discuss with others.

I am a hardcore no regrets no hold back fan of Christmas and Anything Disney (except for the Disney Channel)

I have never had a girl friend
I have never been kissed
I have never paired off

I have remained hidden in the crowds at Lone Peak. I have been the individual who though you see me and recognize me in the hallways, you can never put a name on me.
I am the one that has always almost been recognized by others at the school, but have always had the chance to stand out, snatched from me.

I am the majority of the students at Lone Peak High School. I am not in the Student Council, I am not in the sports, I am not in the Music groups. I am the academic, the scholar. I believe that school is the most important thing that a teenager can do, and that the most important thing to do during it is to learn.

In my opinion, it does not matter who was the prom royalty
Who was the Varsity Sports start
Who was the Cutest couple
Or even who was the smartest

In my opinion, it is how much the student has grown that matters
and what they can can offer the WORLD.

TO MOTHER....

She has taught me the right and the wrong.
She has suffered through my acts of selfishness
She has walked the same painful steps that I have walked
She has shown mercy when it was not deserved
She has taught me of peace 
She has taught me of love
She has raised me to believe that I exist to help the world, and not the other way around.
She has been an example of what a parent is.

A Mother is not simply one who gave birth to a child
A Mother is the one who stayed up late for every school project their child had
A Mother is the one who goes to the baseball games of the boy
A Mother is the one who when her daughter comes home crying from embarrassment, will have a plate of fresh cookies and a mouth full of advice.
A Mother is the one who teaches you about life by the way she lives it.
A Mother does not necessarily meet all your wants
But a True Mother.....Will make sure that your needs are met, even if you don't want them to.

AND THAT IS THE GREATEST QUALITY OF TRUE MOTHERS!    

 "I believe it is by divine design that the role of motherhood emphasizes the nurturing and teaching of the next generation."
 - Elder L. Tom Perry 

I Remember.....

........When the hardest math was division
........When the longest paper I wrote was two pages long
........When the hardest work day was just 7 hours of school
........When the worst word anyone could say was stupid
........When the best days would be the ones when we went to McDonalds for a happy meal
........When the first time I went on a plane I thought it was doing a loop, because it was going up so fast.
........When the words "because it does" was a legitimate answer.
........The first time I got addicted to a book
........The summer days at the pool by my house.
........A world in which Political Correctness didn't mean "I'm morally right and you're not"
.........My cat, who always loved me and hated everyone else.
.........Walking a handcart through mud and water across the Wyoming plains
........The rain
........The tornadoes
........The crushes
........The hate
........Therefore, I am

Sad chairs

                                "No One Pays Attention To Me..."

Blackout Poetry

Morons is dumb

"A word to the wise ain't necessary-it's the stupid ones that need the advice"
- Bill Cosby

"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former"
- Albert Einstein

"In politics, stupidity is not a handicap." -Napoleon Bonaparte 



-Pearls Before Swine, by Stephan Pastis

Dreams

I am walking through a hospital.
Everything seems perfectly normal at first, except for the fact that I can barely see anything.
Suddenly a monster bursts out of the hallway, overturning every thing insight: gurneys, nurses, and random sheep. I reach for a pistol on a nearby counter. I begin firing at the creature as it falls down at my feet. As I see it more closely, I notice it has the face of a grizzly bear and the body of an ape. This does not bother me at all and is not at all usual.

I suddenly have been transported to a hotel suite.
My sight has returned and  I am hiding with my family, Hermione Granger , and the President of the United States. Everyone in the hotel is trying to prepare for an attack that will come any second. The halls are dark with no windows. Suddenly the door breaks down. KILLER BUNNIES!!! They charge in biting and hacking into all that they see. I thrust a sword that has just appeared into one of the bunnies. Hacking down several more afterwards. It becomes apparent that I am losing the fight and I leap out the window, and land on my feet several floors bellow, unharmed.

I am on a mountain peak.
The mobsters are chasing after me. One particularly large one is approaching, brandishing a lamp as a club and throwing books at me. I trip and fall. This is the end! I brace myself for the pounding I am about to get.

Then it suddenly comes to me....

Why was I in a hospital, and a hotel suite a few seconds ago? Why were bunnies and monsters and mobsters attacking me? Why was I with Hermione and the President? Why are the mobsters throwing books at me and brandishing strange weapons?

I'm in a dream!

I turn around, I slam the mobster in the face, knocking him out cold. I pick him up and hurl him off the cliff. His fellows turn pale and run with their tails between their legs (literally). I shoot lightning and fire out at them as a reminder not to mess with some one who knows that they are in a dream.

I am left to myself again. I grow tired. The world becomes fuzzy again. I collapse...

....and I find myself my bed. I turn towards the clock, its glow piercing through the darkness of the room. I have a few hours left...

to worry about the state that my mind is in.