Carving for Family Night.

Tonight we got some pumpkins and carved them for FHE. It was so much fun trying to figure out what to carve and how we wanted our pumpkin to be carved.

It took us a couple of hours to figure out what we wanted to do and actually do it. In the process we had one that caved in, but it was okay with a couple of toothpicks.

It was a fun night to spend with the family!

if this isn't your castle, you aren't my prince.

I think sometimes we lose sight of what we really want in life.

We get caught up in the simple minded things that don't really matter.

I mean, they may matter to us for a while, but then we forget about them and move on.

Instead, we should keep our goals in mind everyday.

Goals that will affect the rest of our life are the most important.

One of my goals is to get married in the temple.

Actually, I want to get married in the Salt Lake Temple to someone who will love me forever.

I want to marry someone for eternity.

And I won't ever forget that.

 then, she {snapped}

Home Turf

It was our show. We hosted it. Our parents, family, and friends were the majority of the audience there. We all had mixed emotions. For the seniors, this would be the last time putting on the uniform in the band room. The last competition before St. George. The last time taking off their uniform in the band room. The last time having a chat in the band room.

We had a dry run and got into our uniforms. Everyone was excited. I mean, this is our show. We had a chat. We got hyped up, and we loaded the buses. We got there while listening to the show. Everyone was running through it in their minds; the visuals, the placements, the fingerings. Eyes closed, and with pure attention to the music, the show.

We warmed up with some marching and music. Then the sections got together and had their own cheers. Each cheer could be heard with conviction and pride. We headed on over to the field, and we were ready to go. Davis' show was playing in the background as we were lining up.

The show was amazing. From start to finish, it was awesome. Everyone felt good. And we exited the field.

We were standing in retreat as my dad's voice announced the scores. After each caption you could hear a renounced American Fork! resulting in thunderous applause. As the division awards were announced, there was silence. 3rd place, 2nd place, and finally 1st place, American Fork! With a score of 959.67, the highest score anyone in the band has ever received.

We stood there, waiting to be released to show are excitement. Biting our lips and holding containing our emotions, we waited in silence for the drum majors to come back from the field. We heard Fallout! and there was an eruption of screams, shouts, and whoops of joy. As we were hugging and exclaiming our excitement, we heard, and the American Fork marching band will perform an encore show shortly.

We set up our show and ran through it again. I'm pretty sure everyone was too excited to be super focused on trying to make the show look good, but I thought I did pretty good even though I was smiling the whole time. And after we flooded Mr. Miller on the 50 as we had a chat. It was amazing.

We got back to the school and changed out of our uniforms. After that, we sang the friend song. Just knowing that this is the last time before st. george that we would be singing the friend song made my heart heavy.

With st. george coming, I have a mix of emotions. I love st. george so much, but with it coming, I know that the season is over. I know that we will never play the show ever again. I know that I will never be in the same band as the seniors ever again. I know that this band will never be the same ever again. And that makes me depressed.


 Retreat. Waiting to see the awards.
 The encore show.

Oh, the bus ride home is pretty great. Including singing the national anthem.

And...we got hot chocolate :)

I'm going there someday.

This week has been so long. With the last week of the term, all the teachers decide to assign projects and reports and all things that are time consuming. After talking about obesity, taking multiple tests, and just being overall stressed out this whole week, after school today was good.

We went to the temple. It was amazing to just feel the weight come off of my shoulders as I was sitting inside. It was amazing to just know that the term is over, and that I was at the temple, and that I have a competition tomorrow, and that next week is St. George, and I have really awesome friends. And yes, all of that was going through my mind.

I am most grateful. For everything; the temple, my beautiful friends, marching band, the end of the term, Fridays, competitions, pictures, tripods, snow, fall, Halloween, super hard vibe parts.

And just for kicks and giggles...

Those awkward moments.

That awkward moment when you just played in the auditorium in your marching band uniform, and you go back into the band room to change and there's a whole bunch of old people playing instruments.
That awkward moment when you go outside and it's a freaking blizzard. And all you have on is flip flops, a tshirt, and shorts. And those flip flops happen to not be water proof. And cost you 30 bucks.

Anyway, so this morning before seminary it was snowing. I was cold, but thankfully I did not wear capris, which is what I was going to wear today. And today was super chill in all my classes, and so that helped. I just wanted to go outside and dance in the snow, and enjoy the moment. On my way to third period, there was snow covering the grass. As I walked to lunch, the sun was shining, and the beautiful snow was gone. I was devastated.

But tonight, it was perfect. Even though I had pretty much no clothes on, I was excited. I got home and got out the camera and started taking pictures. And I took all of three pictures, and it stopped. So I said, What the heck! This isn't supposed to happen! But then I looked at the beautiful sky, and the moon, and the mountains. And I realized, that this isn't too bad. Snow or no snow, Utah is beautiful.

Halloween. And snow.

Last night was mutual, or youth night. It was unbelievably fun. I was excited to go, because it was a Harry Potter themed party! We made pumpkin pasteys, or bite size pumpkin pies and drank butter beer. It was chill, it was fun. And then we got plates together, and ding dong ditched people with cookies. I think service with friends is fun, especially when it involves treats, ding dong ditching, and hiding in various places.


I swear, every picture that we take is photobombed.
And this is us today at band. This morning it was snowing.
Oh! And today I got 100 on my Chemistry test. And I thought the math test I took wasn't so hard. So today was a dang good day. And I filled my friend's locker with chocolate. Which was pretty grand in itself.
Alright, back to band. It was so cold! I brought shorts and a shirt, but gloves, a hoodie, and sweatpants were in my locker to save the day. It was dang cold, and I would have died. For reals. It was so chilly that towards the end of the rehearsal it started snowing again! We ran through the show one last time, and everyone fled to get warm.
I was talking to my friend afterward, and she was saying how she was going to go to McD's to get some hot chocolate. That sounds so good right now!
It's not supposed to snow before Halloween.


The competition where everything we do is watched. Where every action is taken into consideration, where we are on enemy turf. 75% of the people in the stands are for the opposite band. Home court advantage, you may say. But we were trying to beat that. We wanted to blow them away.
We just stayed after school to take in a practice that was long overdue. We got a lot done, mostly because we realized how rusty we were from five days off. We ended up ending early. In the last run, there were leaves blowing off the trees that were off the field, and swirling around us. It was pretty spectacular, and I felt pretty dang cool.
It started pouring, and there we were, standing in the rain, waiting for some pizza. The pizza was quite delicious. Maybe it was already good, or maybe we were too wet and hungry to even taste anything. But, either way, we were fed.
We ate in the band hallway, and there was a draft going throughout the school. So we decided to take pictures, cause that's just how we do. And it was fun. And we felt like models. But of course we look fantastic in our band clothes. No doubt about it.
We had to get in our uniforms before getting on the bus, since we didn't want to get dressed in the pouring rain. It would not be fun. We loaded the buses, and the sky was getting dark. Everyone was already falling asleep before we got there. We came to the high school where we were performing and it was black outside. All you could see was the light illuminating the stadium. It was amazing, and everyone was excited.
We performed. We came, and we tried. Since we were on a break, everyone was saying how BYU was better. I remember that during the first movement, I was thinking, Wow, I only have 5 more times that I get to play this show. And no sooner, it was over. One less show to perform. And the fact that it wasn't my best show kills me. I want to do my best every time. But that just pushes me to do better next time.

 Standing in the rain for some food :)

 She is so enthusiastic.

 It was hot, and humid. But whatever. We were having fun.

 We were a wee bit wet.

 Sneakin around the school. Whaddup!

Her faces are supreme.  
 Trying to be models

The bus before we left. It was already dark, at 5:30.