Partial Credit for Latework.

I was a loser in high school.
Or so I thought.
Last night, The Hortons and two of The Bledsoes took a gander to Temple Square.

It was there that I was recognized.

I had an A Cappella class my senior year. In that class was a guy named Greg Wright.
And, yes, he is attractive. I know you were wondering.
I was walking to the car last night and I just happened to turn around.
Greg was walking behind me.
Of course I recognized him. I recognize nearly everyone who went to Bingham. (Becca thinks I'm a creeper.)
All of a sudden, he was like, 'Hey!' And I said, 'Hey!' And he said, 'You look really familiar.' And I said, 'Yeah, we were in A Cappella together.' And he said, 'Yeah! It's good to see you!' And I said, 'You too!'
No, I have not been thinking of this encounter since it happened. I know that's what you assumed.
I feel so cool.

I am not a creeper.


Let us all be aware of what was learned in the past 24 hours.

Go to the bathroom before you go out.

Don't wait until your tank is below the 'E' to put gas in your car.

Don't leave your car running while you scrape the windows, especially if the tank is below 'E'.

If your pants can't stay up, wear a long shirt.

Don't promise your friends bowling if you don't know you will go for sure.

Don't go to an ice cream shop if nobody is going to buy ice cream.

If you're stressing, DON'T take it out on your friends.

Wear warm clothes if it's below freezing outside.

Don't watch a fullscreen movie on a widescreen television.

You are going to smell weird if you sit on the couches in the VVT basement for too long.

It's really annoying when people don't return your phone after you say please.

A Lot Like Love is a fantastic movie.

A Lot Like Love is not a long movie.

Pizza from Domino's is a lot better than midnight pizza. Sometimes.

When 24/7 quiet hours are being enforced, it is best not to make any noise at all. Ye be warned.

Packing makes a mess.

Clothes take up more room than you think.

When your roommate wants to start taking boxes to her car at one in the morning in December, just say no.

Stacking water bottles takes a lot of time and effort, but it is so worth it.

Don't play Speed at three in the morning. You will not be speedy.

Go home the same time your roommate does. You will avoid a lot of lonliness.

Play Speed until you win, and then suggest a different game.

Skadi Kobe makes delicious Christmas cookies.

Don't sit in your dorm alone when everything is packed and in the car. If you do, you will end up blogging.



There is a ghost in my room, and it is taking all of my things.

Item number one was my ipod.
Then I found it in my jacket pocket. Two months after I lost it.
So that one probably wasn't The Ghost.

Item number two was my student ID.
Then I realized that I traded it for a screwdriver. So it was in the mantower office.
That probably wasn't The Ghost either. Probably.

Stop thinking that there's a pattern here. There isn't, I swear.

Item number three was my license, and all of my old school ID's. With embarrassing photographs on them.
I looked and I looked, but I never found them. There is no way they could have fallen out of my bag without me seeing.

So, it has to be The Ghost.

The Ghost then proceeded to steal other random things.

The brown jacket I borrowed from Kira?

Both of my retainers?

My marbles?
I'm pretty sure The Ghost took those too.
Figuratively speaking.

Why would The Ghost take these things, you ask?
I don't know, ask him yourself.


I just realized who The Ghost is.

At least I know what to call the thief.


One Life To Live.

I've done a lot of thinking lately.
About life.
If I died tomorrow, would I be happy with my life so far?
There's still so many things I want to do. Adventurous things, spontaneous things, dangerous things, memorable things. Things that would make my life full and worthwhile.
There are many people who will never be able to accomplish this for themselves, because their lives were cut short. Ironically, these are the people who I knew to be the greatest people to be around.
My cousin, Michael, passed away on November 26 at 9:13 p.m., three hours before Berkleigh was born. He was suffering from pancreatic cancer. He was one of the nicest, most beautiful, funniest most loving people I have ever met. I couldn't believe how strong he was, and how long he held onto life in the end. Everwhere he was, he eminated happiness, and I'm sure in Heaven he's causing a lot of smiles and laughter.
The Pacini Family


I had a friend whose name was Rory Bumgardner. Imagine a person who is bursting with personality, always making people smile, and is friends with every single person you can think of.
You just imagined Rory.
When I first moved to North Sevier, he was one of the few people who befriended me right off the bat. I loved hanging out with him, and he always made me feel loved.
I remember one day in high school when I wore this outfit that I saw in a magazing. It was a small school, and small schools mean small minds(just in the fashion area; except for Taylor, if he's reading this.), so I was kind of nervous that I would be judged or made fun of. Right when I walked through the doors, though, Rory gave me the updown and told me I looked awesome. I walked with confidence the rest of the day and every time I wore that outfit. It was such a small and simple act, but it's lasted until now.
He was one of the greatest people I have ever met, and one of my biggest regrets is not hanging out with him every opportunity I had.
Rory drowned at Palisades last August. It was the first time I had ever cried over the news of someone dying. I can only imagine how the people who were there felt, or how his family felt after hearing the awful news. Of all people, I though Rory would live the longest and fullest life.
But he changed many people's lives, and for that, he is my hero.

You laugh at me because I'm different. I laugh at you because you are all the same." Rordan Jule Bumgardner.