Sunday, February 13, 2011

14

Today is my birthday.


I'm fourteen.




And I'm sick.




And I've learned how to change text color.


So I was sick earlier this week with a really bad headache and a fever. Two of my other friends were out sick aparently, and another was sick but at school. Two of my teachers were out as well, but I'm not sure if one of them was sick or not.


I went back to school on Friday, then on Saturday I got a really bad swollen throat. It's really annoying and hurts to swallow. I also have an annoying cough.


But all the sickness aside, Today is my birthday. My mom and dad gave me a bouquet of six pink roses andtulips for my birthday, as well as a necklace. I didn't feel well, so I stayed home from church, and while I was in bed in my mom's room, watching a movie, apparently the Miamaids* group from my Young Womens groups came and 'heart attacked' my room.


By heart attacked, I mean they came into my room and very quietly, threw paper hearts of all different colors and sizes all over my bed and the floor. They taped them to the walls (Over ALL the faces of 'Harry Potter' I have in my room, which is quite a few.....), they taped them to the ceiling, and they even made them hang from the ceiling from long pieces of blue masking tape. :D They left me a present (Pretty bath soaps and and cute ornate ) and a note taped to my mirror saying "Now do you belive we love you? Beacause we do. A LOT."

I get to eat steak for supper.
It was a really nice day.

*Miamaids are the group of 14-16 year old girls in the YW program.

Friday, February 4, 2011

I am a Princess. Twice.

So on Wednesday, at church, for the 'New Beggings' progam marking a new year, my Young Women's group all became princesses. Our leaders all wore dresses, and the YW president (our 'fairy godmother') had a giant wand. She called up up by name and we sat in a big poofy chair. She'd say, "Fair maiden Brooke, I hereby declare you princess of the realm and grant you with the gift of Compassion". Then the girls behind you would toss confetti on your head and you would get a mini tiara. Everyone got a different gift, the gift of enthusiasm (Given to my most enthusiastic friend), the gift of conversation (A.K.A, the gift of gab), even the girft of sarcastic and witty comments. They put on a play and our ward's second councelor (The 'king') bore his testimony to us and it was all really great.

Today, we had a pep ralley at our school. All my really close friends sat together (Except for one D:) and since we were on the front row, we could just sit on the floor and dangle our legs off the balcony. The steel drums band was right below us (I didn't even know we had a steel drums band) and It was really neat beacause we recognized a lot of the songs, like 'Under the sea" from 'The Little Mermaid' or "Day-o" from 'Beatle Juice'. The eight grade was supposed to dress up in really bright colors. I have to say, this was the best pep ralley I've ever been to, even though the middle school cheerleaders danced to "I whip my hair back and forth" and It was stuck in my head all day. It's a very addicting song.

And I won Homecoming princess of eigth grade. I really like the phrase 'Miss eigth grade' better though. (It's what my certificate says) They also gave me a rose.

So I have become a princess twice this week.

At lunch today, We were going around part of the table each saying one word and making a story.


There once was a man named Joseph. He had a child named Florance the Angry. Joseph and florance the angry had a pet. It was a bunny day Florance and the bunny ran over their neighbor. The neighbor was dead. Florance was angry. The bunny ate the neigbors remains slowly and meticulously. Florance was ANGRY.

WE never finished it, but I was laughing so hard that I was crying and I couln't breathe. I hope we continue it on Monday.