Roller Coasters!

I don't know about anyone else, but I am seriously in love with roller coasters! The ironic thing is, I am terrified of heights! I just love the adrenaline rush I guess. I love going to Lagoon and riding the Wiked! The lines are always amazingly long, but the thirty seconds of the wind blowing in your face and the butterflys in your stomach makes it worth it. When I ride a roller coaster, my stomach is twirling in circles and I get really dizy I must admit, but I have so much fun in the moment! Unfortunaltey, Lagoon is getting kind of old. I have riden all the roller coasters a million times each and they are still a blast but not as much as they used to be. I wish I lived in California! There are tons of amusment parks. I cant belive that not too long ago I was terrified to go on roller coasters and now you cant keep me off them. For instance, last time I was in California, my big brother Andy took my sister and I to Six Flags. Even though we both love roller coasters we were both kind of nervous when we say how big the red roller coaster was that layed in front of us. It was the largest in the park and went really, really, really, really, really, did I say really, really high. It was called the Medusa and the lines were really short. I took a large gulp and held my sisters hand as I sat in the seat next to her. Then, BAM! I was flying! I was being tugged in different directions and I felt...AWESOME! By the time it was done, I noticed that my sister was as thrilled as I was. We rode that roller coaster about six or seven times that day including the others as well. When I got home and back to Utah, my sister and I went to Lagoon. It was super mellow. I finnaly knew what it felt like to ride a real roller coaster.

Food!

Right now I am very hungry so I am going to talk about food! I must tell you now that I am not a picky eater at all! I love to eat all sorts of foods. The only food I don't enjoy are mushrooms. Anyway lets get back to my favorite foods. I put food into six catagores which include, Italian, Chinese, Mexican, and American. Lets start out with Italian, my favorite food group. I love hot, thin pizza, tender meatballs and soft spagetti, chicken and fetticini alfredo, chicken parmesan, and ravioli of all shapes, sizes, and fillings. I also love Italian dessert. My favorite is Tiramisu. It is a dessert with a nice coffee flavor because it has these lady fingers dipped in coffee and they are surrouned by this unique creamy sustance and to top it all off with some sprinkled ground cocoa. Its amazing and mouth watering! The next food group is Chinese with its hot and spicy curry chicken, BBQ pork fried rice, amazing fried crab rangoon (deep-fried dumpling with an inner core of delectible creamy cheese and crab), meat dumplings, hot and sour soup, egg drop soup, and chicken teriyaki. Then there is spicy Mexican food. It has mouth watering faitas, beef, chicken, and cheese enchiladas, Mexican rice, refried beans, burridios, and tacos! I also love their popular dessert of flan or fried ice cream. Then, last but not least, is the American food. With our favorite traditional dishes. I dare not name any for then I would have to name all my favorite dishes and that would take a life time! I will say this, I love God for making all the amazing ingredients to make my favorite dishes!!!!

My Vacation in December

This December I am going to go visit My brother Brian, my sister-in-law Lynda, and my nephew Taylor. It's going to be so much fun! Every time we visit their house in Simi Valley, California, we have a lot of fun. Its' been such a long time scince we have seen them. Their house is very nice as i remember it. I love them all equaly. First in the house was brian. He used to be a actual rock star when he was younger. His voice is said to be amazing, but i have never heard it. Lynda has an amazing cooking skill and she is a great teacher when she helps Taylor with his homework each day. Then of course comes the mischef of the house, TAYLOR CROW! Taylor, Lynda and Brian's son and my nephew is spoiled. His room had a never ending pile toys and I am sorry to say that his parents have spoiled him. They get him pretty much whatever he wants. I still love him though. I havent seen any of them for a few years and I surprised to even belive that Taylor is now around 9-10! I rememeber him when he was about six. He would run around the house with his action figures, singing versus of his favorite songs from the band Kiss, and often repeating the word that his father accidentally slipped out of his mouth known as adult language. I think it is hilarious myself, but Brian and Lynda didn't enjoy it too much. Taylor's favorite thing to do was to play with his pirate toys. He would also use his cats' back as a action figure carrier and they didn't particularly enjoy that. I think it is going to be so awkward to see Taylor so grown up. He will be so much more mature. Well I'm not saying he is going to act like Alexader Dumas or something, he just will be very... different. I wonder if his parents still spoil them like they used to? I wonder if he will have better manners? I wonder if he is still in love with every sport there is? I will never know until this December. I am truly exited because my sister Christen, and I have had so much good memories there.

The Count of Monte Cristo

Ok! I knew the end of the term was comming close so I needed to catch up on our reading assignment. So, over this last weekend, I finished the rest of our reading assingment for honors english. I read 260 pages! I took the test too and I got nineteen out of twenty! I was so proud. I was really nevous about taking the test because most of the time, I am horrible at online quizes. Surprisingly, during the whole time I read the book over the weekend, I never really got bored. I have to say, I really did like it too. Sure, the ending is kind of sad and twisted in a way, but overall, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. It is full of romance, exitment, and revenge. I cant wait to see if we will get another great book next term. I swear, that if Thompson is reading this, that I promise i am not sucking up to you. I think I am going to start reading more of Alexander Dumas's books. They are quite intertaining and not what you expect. I love those kinds of books and look for them often. I hate when you watch a book or a movie, and the ending is totally ovious. Dont you? It drives me crazy. For instance, I love the movie- The Illusionist- because it makes you think and you dont know what to expect. This might sound wierd but I love to have to actually use my brain when I am reading a book or watching a movie. To Edmond Dantes!

My thought on cell phones

I have heard a lot of complaints about texters. All my friends who didnt have a phone (including me at the time) we always complaining about their other friends that text the whole day long and how annoying it was. For instance, i would go over to my friends house (I wont say names) and all we would do the entire time is sit in her room. I was bored out of my mind while she was just texting her other friends, bofriend, and ect. It drove me crazy! I would tell them, "Can you please get off that thing before i break it?!? Lets go do something we can both benifit from! I came here to hang out with you, not watch you click away at your phone!" "Hold on a sec," they would say and then i would know that i would be waiting for at least another thirty minutes. I guess at times i was jelous that i didnt have texting myself. Then one glorious day, my father took my sister and I to get new phones (our previous ones we had had for three years). I got this amazing phone with all the latest technology that could flip to the side like a keyboard and also up like a regular cell phone. It was and still is my pride and joy. After my sister and I had been begging my parents to get us texting for almost two years now, they finally gave in. When my father said he would get us texting my sister and I started dancing in the cell phone store. We were so exited. By the time we were done with our little routine, everybody in the store had their eyes on us. My sister, being a comedian, said,"Ya, you saw those awesome dance moves!" Everybody suddenly looked away and we both started laughing. I know that I said before that I hated texting, but after I got it, i realized how fun it was! I still love it to this day and I understand my texting friends a little better.

Memories with my old friend Wendy

I first moved to Utah in 1999. I lived two doors over from a girl that became my best friend in the world at the time and her name was Wendy. I was about 5, she was 4, and my sister Christen was about 6. We were all very close. My mother never had to ask what we were doing over the weekend. She would always know that we were going to Wendy's or Wendy was coming over to our house. No matter what our trio was doing, we would always be having fun. We would have a sleepover almost every weekend and every time, we would always watch the movie Josie and the Pussycats and eat gummy worms and popcorn. I am suprised that we never got sick of it. I am sure Wendy's mother did. We rented it so often i am surprised she didnt buy it.
One of our favorite places to go hang out at was a treehouse that some boys who were in love with Christen built for her. Every time we would go on a walk through our neighborhood, we would secretly go across the street, go though somebodys gate to get to the old railroad tracks, and find our treehouse that only the three of us knew about. We thought we were so clever sneaking out there to our special spot. Traditionally, after we were done at the secret tree house we would follow the old railroad trail to a wide creek that we would go swimming in. After we went back to Wendy's house, we would act all mysterious around her mother so she wouldnt suspect anything. I bet she probably knew all along.
Unfortunatley, over the years, the wild grass around our treehouse grew taller and taller and the weather started to destroy the wood. Our treehouse used to have carpet in it and it used to be fairly big for a treehouse built by a few first and second graders. We eventually stopped visiting it as small children, the older we both got. Scince Wendy moved away, my sister and I have gone to the old tree to reflect off old memories we both had there. There is still a few pieces of beat up wood and rusty nails stuck to the tree that we will never forget as long as we live.

Reflections contest

Im sorry to say i really dont know what to write about this week. I read on the requirements paper for honors english that you need to enter a writing contest of your choice

Mine is about:

This girl got a sweater from her grandma for christmas that is purple, covered in unicorns, has orange lace alonge the collar, and is just plain ugly in her opinion. Her mother loves it and wants to to wear it to school. She wants to ruin the sweater so she askes if she can put it on right away Her father thinks it is hideos too but she still hides the fact that she hates it from her mother. She tries to destroy it with some syrup and pancakes but her father stops her.

But she does agree, the sweater is very confortable. He father said that the grandmother used to make sweaters for him all the time when her mother and him first got ingaged. Even though they were hideous, he said that he wore them anyway because they made her mother and grandmother very happy. So the girl, Amanda, wound up not wearing them to school but she wore it at home and had a lot of good family memories sewed in the stitches of the sweater.
The moral of the story was that you cant judge a sweater by its cover. No matter how hideous someones clothes and fasion is it had nothing to do with his or her personality (this doesnt occur all the time). You can still have the best day of your life in your least favorite clothes! I hope you like my story, if you read it I think it is pretty hilarios.