Spaghetti is the Perfect Post-War Meal

Dinner was out on the deck of a friend’s cabin. The sun had just set when a pack of wolves arrived. Luckily we were thirty feet above the ground, making it difficult for them to reach us. Those of us that were on the swings were safe as well because they were thirty feet tall as well (the swings, not the people). The wolves were upset and wanted to eat us. Then we heard that everyone in town was having a meeting, and we quickly forgot the wolves.

Now thousands of people were assembled in an open field next to a mall type of building. Everyone was in line to go into what looked like the back of a C130 plane. I can’t recall why this was happening, but I’m sure there was a good reason. The line was covered even though it was night, and there were picnic tables too. I noticed a few people had war paint on their faces, but I thought nothing of it. As I was standing about one-hundred feet from the plane (I’m not sure what happened to my group) an army of vampires came out of the plane and began attacking everyone. It was mayhem. To add to the madness, an army (of humans) complete with helicopters and biohazard suits showed up and started fighting the vampires. Unfortunately, they decided to just kill everything, including all of the humans. There were bombs, fires, guns, and chaos.

I managed to escape to a nearby armored vehicle and slid behind a tire to hide from the spotlight of a helicopter. On the opposite tire was a soldier who must not have been paying attention, because I was somehow able to take his uniform and gun. I got up and headed toward the mall. As I went to fire my gun I discovered that it shot flaming bullets the size of softballs. I also discovered that I had the ability to fly. I didn’t fly above everything, but zoomed just over everyone’s heads at a high rate of speed. For some reason I believed I would be safe inside the mall. 

The inside of this mall had futuristic technology and small hallways. Kind of like Star Wars. People were running all over as I flew above them. Suddenly I seemed to be alone in the building and an announcement stated that it was alright to leave. I took an elevator and then found my way outside. There seemed to only be a few survivors from the attack, and I had no idea where to go. Some cars were driving by to see what had happened, so I hitchhiked with a vato in an old lowrider. I told him about the vampires, but he thought I was some crazy teenage girl who read Twilight too many times. So I explained that I had read the books, and these vampires were far more scary. Then we stopped at an italian restaurant and sat on the patio.

I have some pretty crazy dreams, qué no?

The Hope is We Have So Much to Feel Good About

Oh dear, I can’t believe it’s been a year since I last blogged. 

New Year's is old news now, but things finally slowed down enough for me to talk about it. Anyways, New Year's Eve we just stay up (this normally requires a large amount of soda), watch fireworks, and make a bunch of noise. It's fun, but I've always considered it another night/day. This year was different though. You know that I like the reminisce, so I was thinking about this past year and I’ve decided that it has been the best year “in the history of the world.” I've tried my best to create a very brief list of my favorite events during 2010.

You know it's going to be a good year when 20 minutes in you're crying from laughter.

Illegal picture taken on the way to the DMV when my three month driving ban was over. It was also an illegal drive because I technically didn't have a license. But how are you supposed to get out there to pick it up?

I couldn't have asked for a better night than this. You know those times when everything goes perfectly? Well, this was one of those times.

The whole month of May was one long trip down memory lane. I could write a book about everything I was thinking about. Luckily for you, I'll just show you my two favorite places to be at PHS.

Spent about 30 minutes here for approximately 300 lunches.

I can't even begin to explain how important Room 511 is to me. Not just the room, but also the people that I spent time with there. 

Then of course, there was graduation itself. All of the graduates with distinction (a.k.a. G’s with D) decided to give our speech as a group. Giving my part of the speech was amazing. It was one of those times when you're completely content with what is happening. More than that, it was a "God is so great" moment. Yes, this happened while standing in front of a couple thousand people.

This is what I was looking at when everyone was looking at the 27 of us giving our speech.

Since I was so pumped, I was never nervous. Of course, this helped too.

When I saw this in the paper I about peed myself with excitement. Paige is in the paper all the time, but I am not. This picture makes me smile every time I see it.

During this year I realized that one of the most annoying people I’ve known became one of my best friends.

He joined a pretty cool club...

       

Then there is Weber (Wee-Brr). I love everything about this place. Well, not the freezing temperatures but the views make up for that.

Lastly, there are all of the new people I've met. They're amazing, and because of them I know that Ogden is exactly where I'm supposed to be.

Thinking about everything that happened this past year brings the biggest smile to my face. Side note: Why do you say it brings a smile to your face? Where else would a smile be brought to? 

Bring it 2011, just try to beat 2010. I dare you.