Sunday, March 18, 2012

Imaginary Friends

           
    Do you remember when you were small, and you were not old enough to ‘go hang out’ with your friends just yet? Those were the days when your siblings were your close friends, whether you knew it or not. But we all had days when your brother or sister told on you for taking their Barbie or picking your nose, and you had no friends; so you created one.
              I had an imaginary friend named Sally. She was a gingerbread girl with icing as her hair, and gumdrops as her buttons. She lived across the street from me in a gingerbread house and always had cookies or goodies to eat! (I had a BIG imagination). When my sister decided I was not good enough to play with her on some days I would go play with Sally because playing with Barbie’s was not fun by yourself.
               One day it was dark and cloudy and you could tell the clouds were going to cry in any minute. Sally and I were jump roping when we heard a big crash of lightening. It scared us and we took off down the street. Sally had to go home because rain made her melt. As we were running to her house, the rain started to come down. Unfortunately, Sally did not make it. That was the day I lost my imaginary friend and I did cry.
               Looking back on that day makes me laugh now because I now know that gingerbread people do not melt in the rain. Sally was my first friend I ever had and also my first friend I ever lost. Everyone has days like this, whether it’s losing an imaginary friend or a real friends. Always keep your friends close to your heart because you never know when that day will come where your friend will melt in the rain.

Monday, March 12, 2012

MORP


                This weekend was the last MORP dance I will ever go to. And unfortunately, (excuse my lack for a better word) it SUCKED.  The dance went from 7pm-10pm. I accidently forgot to take off work for the dance so I had to work 4pm-11pm. The girl who worked my shift before me ended up getting hurt and they asked me to come in two hours early. I was kind of excited to go in because I thought I might get off early or on time so I could make it to the dance on time. We ended up getting SLAMMED and I did not get off until 9:30pm. Jacob and I already had our shirts and I had already bought tickets so once I got off I went home, took a quick shower, Jacob came and picked me up, and off we went!
                When we got there, I was in a terrible mood because of work… but once I saw my friends, they picked my head up and made me smile! I asked if the picture lady had left yet and she did. So Payton, Caleb, Ashley, Ryan, Dylan, Brooke, Juan, Jacob, and I went to the back and found the background! We hung it up with tape and took tons of fun pictures. We made that dance fun! After that we went back out and stood and talked because there was NO GOOD DANCE MUSIC. At all. Suddenly, all the lights flashed on. We looked around, confused, and one of the sophomores took the microphone and said we were going to play a game of dodge ball. I shouted out, “I thought this was a dance!” My date and I stood there for a minute, looked at each other, and got out of there. I knew then and there, that was the WORST dance I had ever been to! Even worse than the one where my date walked out on me.
                After we left we headed to Denny’s and had a blast. I’m glad we ended the night with such a fun time with all of my friends. The dance may have been horrible, but the night ended with a bang with all my senior friends and of course my boyfriend.

Monday, March 5, 2012

The Last Night

            Well this weekend was the last weekend of my high school cheering life… Words do not express how sad my heart feels. Yes, I had the time of my life and I do not fully regret any choices I made, but I hate to see it all end. Well, hopefully just ending for high school.
            We left the school on Friday morning at 8:30 am for the last trip of my senior year in cheering. We partied all the way down there and it was one of the more fun trips I had ever been on. After grabbing some food in Prescott, we got to our hotel and started getting ready for what we found out was the last game of our season. We braided our hair, put on too much makeup, and killed half of the o-zone layer with our hairspray amount. We were off!
            After the game had started, I stopped and looked around at the huge arena. It hit me that this could be my last time… When it got to the end of the second quarter my eyes started tearing up. I pulled myself together and put on a dang good halftime show.
            After Holbrook lost the game, I cried and cried. I knew cheer was over, but I knew that I had one of the best seasons I could ask for. I love cheerleading with all of my heart and I would do every bit of it all over again if I could. Now I will go off to college cheer and show them what my high school squad taught me.