The Adventures of Awkward Boy...and Coffee-Hater GIRL!!!

It began with the booming announcer voice. They each had their own separate booths, but soon their lives would clash in a way NO ONE HAD PREDICTED! Cellphones would slide and elevators would fall by the end of this day, for these kids had similar techniques. One obsessed with his comb and the other, no one knows! In fact, you might even go as far as to call them awkward boy and coffee-hater girl. This would be a day that would be remembered for the rest of time. They started their journey like they always did, with a hop and a skip over the hot lava plains. And through the doors into the ancient Hilton hotel. They journeyed to the top of the great spier only to see a larger tower looming in the distance. So they decided to travel great distances to the other hotel. However, it wasn't long before awkward boy slid his phone down the hall. And coffee-hater girl said, "Mine can't do that! See?!?" and chucked it down the hall. The phone bounced off the soft, luscious carpet and smashed into awkward boy's thigh. He let out a scream of agony and fell to the floor. It wasn't long before coffee-hater girl followed him. Both laughing and laughing and laughing on the floor, for practically 60 whole seconds! It was many a moment before awkward boy and coffee-hater girl managed to restrain themselves. They staggered to their feet and began their journey at last. They soon arrived at the Marriot, only to find to their despair, a hockey convention was in town. The hockey boys stole the trolley carts and were running a muck through the hotel and up the elevators. The duo realized that they would have to be careful for if they weren't, they would bash into the stolen trolley carts. They managed after several attempts to maintain an elevator car of their own. They rode to the top. They could hear the wind whipping outside the window as their knees quaked with fear of being so high off the ground. 26 stories to be exact. It wasn't long before they went down again. Back through the lava plains to the convention center, except they passed a telephone against the wall which began to ring. Coffee-hater girl picked up the phone quickly answering, "Bonjour". Silence was all that met her on the other end of the line. Maybe it was a person weirded out by coffee-hater girl's answer to the telephone, or maybe it was a serial killer on the other end of the line. Only time would tell....

PART II

They realized they had somewhere else to go, another adventure to find. The Fairview hotel. They began their journey like the previous journey, racing through the lava fields of many colors. They raced over the colored squares of red, blue, and green ignoring the grey paths. But soon they were out of danger into the rain and the wind of the day's outdoors. Their journey was long and dangerous as they j-walked once or twice. However, they soon found shelter in that Fairview Hotel. They rode the elevator up and found the Presidential Suite. But their appetite for adventure was not satisfied as there were no windows on the top floor. So, they rode down and sat in the lobby fighting over and hitting each other with an empty water bottle. Again, their thirst was not quenched. So they had to journey back home...then they saw the Star Trek exhibition! At last, they didn't have enough money, so they went back home defeated. It wasn't long however before they ate something. At least their hunger appetite was fulfilled.

They traveled back across the plains to the land of the Hilton to recap their adventures to the Facebook and Blogger.com viewers!

Hello World

Good Day, or shall I say Good Evening. You know, blogging is a way to express yourself. I believe that it can also be therapeutic. So if you're having a bad day or you just want someone to hear your voice or if you've found a feeling that you've never felt before... this is perfect.

Last June, as I was sitting on the old, carpeted ground in the choir room I once called home, I remember my choir teacher explaining to us sophomores getting ready for the summer before the upperclassmen life, that this was going to be the time that you change the most in your high school life. And as he was explaining this, us sophomore girls didn't realize what we were in for that upcoming autumn. Well, as I look back on that warm and sunny June day, I do realize how much I've change in the past 3 months. This summer, some of us experienced new things, met new people, and had the time of our lives. While others still haven't gone through the change. I believe that they will experience the difference, but some people go slower than others.

This summer, I had the opportunity to go to the Dominican Republic on a missions trip with my high school youth group. It was AMAZING! I did realize though that as some people believe that their role from God is to be a missionary, I feel the opposite. I am very thankful to have gone and after that trip, I conclude that the majority of us have changed something in our normal lives and still do think back on the people of La Cuaba. La Cuaba = LOVE As a group, we have also learned so much about each other and grew closer through God. As we listen to the stories of students in our own group and what they are going through, you can only think that you're not the only one going through the hard times, but even your closest friend understands your view.

That first day of Junior year was epic. It's cute to watch the young and new freshmen trying to find their classes and feeling out of place and lost. I remember those days when the upperclassmen were scary and intimidating. And then you see that beautiful senior guy that will never talk to you because he's a senior and your just an "immature" freshman. I know those times, I've experienced them. This year as an upperclassmen you might think that the freshmen are annoying, or they're always in your way, or you just might not think about them at all. Well in my case, I know at least a quarter of the freshmen class if not more, so it's cool helping them out or whatever. If I didn't have my upperclassmen friends I don't know how my freshman year would've turned out. Probably just like the first day of school, which was probably one of the worst days of my freshman year. The seniors played their prank and switched all the classroom numbers, not like I would've known where my classes were even if I did know the actual number. Then, I couldn't find my locker and on top of that, I couldn't open it. I also had a huge schedule conflict which meant sitting in the office for over an hour or two. NEVER go to the office during the first week of school! It was just a horrible day that started off my high school life.

What the freshmen don't understand is that they should take every moment as if it's their last because before they know it, high school is over. They also need to know that life doesn't end if you just get one bad grade or are not able to go to that awesome party with all the cute senior guys. I have learned to take in everything around me and not just try to skip through this time of my life because if I were just to skip through these short 4 years, then when the years are over what can I say that I did to help my school or what were the best memories that I have?

Take life as if it's your last day, because you never know when your last day will actually be.