Number 29

Play glow-in-the-dark mini-golf.

     What's better than playing golf? Mini-golf. What's better than mini-golf? Glow-in-the-dark mini-golf. What's better than glow-in-the-dark mini-golf? Playing glow-in-the-dark mini-golf with one of my best friends, that's what! I've been meaning to post this for forever! Better late than never, right? Too bad we're not good at mini-golf. Just ask the people behind us who were constantly on guard from golf balls flying across the room. Ya...On the bright side, we had a complete and total blast! Best first date ever! Thanks Derek. :)

I think this will really help.

Number 3

Win a race, even if it's only in my own heat.

     Well friends, it looks like this track season is off to a great start already! We had our first official meet today, which just so happened to be against our biggest rivals...Westlake (if you read that in a super intense voice like I intended, you are the greatest). We smoked them! Feel the burn Westlake, feel the burn.
     On top of that, I had a really great meet personally. My time on the 100M was 14.13. It was 14.63 in time trials, so this was actually quite a surprising improvement for me. It's still not quite where I want it, but improvements improvement, right? I took either 1st or 2nd in my heat...it's still a little bit up in the air until I see the actual times. The point is, it was a close race!
     I also ran the 200M, which is the race that surprisingly brought me to complete this goal. I've found the shorter the race, the more competition I am, but maybe that isn't so true after all. I came in very first in my heat! Whoohoo! You have no idea what I great feeling it is to take off running, and not see anyone in front of you the entire race. It's just you, all by yourself, pushing yourself to your very max until your legs are so tight you think you're going to collapse. Best. feeling. ever.This was especially great because I did not want to run this race. At all. In fact, I threw a huge internal fit before the race started because I was pretty sure I was going to lose the entire thing, so I didn't want to run and embarrass myself. It was seriously the best feeling ever. I love it when hard work pays off. Oh, and I love winning, too. Nobigdeal. (If you can't tell, I'm a little bit of a competitive soul.)
     Basically, I'm just super excited for the season! We have so many great athletes on our team. We are going to dominate.

The War on Pink

     Do you remember that day when your teacher came in and told you Pluto is no longer a planet and you kind of freaked out a little bit because it just so happens to be your favorite one because it reminds you of Disneyland and you love Disneyland almost as much as you love your left arm? Ya. Me too. Now the world is at it agian. Take a look at this article:
http://www.ksl.com/?sid=19507856&nid=1012&title=the-war-on-pink&s_cid=queue-1
    
     While I was perusing the news and very skillfully putting off my homework for very "important" buisness, I found this article. What has the world come to? Pink!? Not a color!? I would quit life. Pluto's one thing. I got over that one. Mostly. Pink? I don't think I would ever recover from that blow. What next? The Disney Princesses are all just big frauds too? I give up.

Number 45

Go to the temple with friends.

You know those weeks (or months) where you feel a lot like a chicken running around with its head chopped off? For the past little while I feel like I've been running around like crazy just going, going, going all day long without stopping for air or getting very much done, for that matter. Then something amazing happened. One of my very favorite people sent me a text asking if I wanted to go to the temple later that afternoon. Did I ever! It sounded like heaven on earth. It did not disappoint my friends, it did not disappoint. It was the breath of fresh air I needed so much. It forced me to stop and think of nothing but my blessings, the scriptures, and my relationship with the savior. I needed that. I needed to be forced to slow down so that my thoughts could be redirected by the spirit. Min, Jacob, Derek, and I were able to sit in the temple for about an hour and a half and talk about the scriptures, life, the gospel, you name it. I cannot even tell you how good I felt by the time we left. I felt brand new. I felt like an old, wrinkly shirt that had been dry cleaned and pressed to perfection. I think that's the best feeling in the whole world. I love the temple so much. It's by far my favorite place in the entire world. It's the greatest.