NEVER play Jr. Monoply with a 5 year old

Today I played Jr. Mononpoly with a five year old. (It was even Toy Story edition!) It was fun until we were almost tied and had to land a one certian spot for the win, only neither of us could land on that darn spot, so we went around and around, and around and around and around (Getting the idea?) and around a few more times. Eventually her mom came home, which meant I had to leave, and the only way she would let me leave was if I promised to play next time I was over there. WHO INVENTED JR. MONOPOLY? Thanks to them everytime I go to babysit this adorable 5 year-old girl I will have to play it. It'll be a NEVER ENDING CYCLE! Haha, at least it's almost Thankgiving!

The Art of Procrastination

Here's a shock- I'm a procrastinator. I love to put things off until the last minute (the very, very, very, very last minute) athough I'm getting better, 'cuz face it, to get through high school with decent grades (or in my case better than decent) you have to work. A lot (yes, it really is two words). The problem is not seeing things ahead of time and remembering on sunday night.
*Parent* (in cheesy british accent) What homework do you have daling?
*Kid* None that I can think of.
*Parent* (still using the accent) Reeealllly?
*Kid* Well I do have a couple pages of math
*Parent*(still lovin' the accent) Best you get to it. Tut tut now!
Kid looks in backpack
*Kid* Oh, and an englsih test
Parents face starts to lose color as they realize whats happening
*Kid* Haha! I forgot about my physics paper!
Parent starts to sway back and forth
*Kid* Oh, I'm supposed to finish Gone With the Wind.
*Parent* How long is the book daling?
*Kid* Like a thousand pages or something like that.
*Parent* How many pages do you have left?
*Kid* (Smiling Brightly) Only 998!
Parent Passes out

So now your getting the idea. Don't procrastinate. It's pure grief!

The Championship- The good the bad and the ugly

So yah, we won the "church" volleyball championship! It was a great feeling, and really hard beat. It was CLOSE, and when I say close, I mean close! I'm giving kudos to the other team, cuz' I know they were as good as we were- but it still felt good to win.

THE GOOD- OUR TEAM IS AMAZING! We are all really close, and it's a great feeling. We played as a team, and we won as a team. Oh ya-we partied after, and don't forget the IHop!

THE BAD- the part that bugged me- the drama/smacktalk
I don't know about anybody else, but I hate it. I hate drama, and backstabbing, and most of all I hate smacktalk, but yet I'm sure both teams did it (I know ours contributed) So why? Why in general do we get so much pleasure by talking behind peoples backs? It really doesn't make you a better person, and it hurts others, so why go there?

THE UGLY- a bunch of sweaty, smelly girls dancing around a gym. Need I say more? :)

Commitment

Today, in one of my lovley classes, I was talking to *Bob* (For his sake I won't use his real name. I know you're thinking how dorky it is to use the name bob, but I don't really care. Like I've said before, Nobody really reads this but me anyway, at least I hope they don't. I think.)
Bob told me how much he hates the church, and hates seminary, and basically doesn't want anything to do with it. He said he never listens, al the guys in his ward hate him (which isn't true, I would know). So here's my point- Why come to church every sunday if you hate it so much? If you're complaining the whole time, you're not getting anything from it. This applies to lots of different situations. If were doing whatever we do, just for the sake of doing it, we're not learning and growing, which is the point of life (otherwise we would all just be rocks). If you're going to do anything, be commited, and it will turn out a whole lot better. Do things because you want to, not because somebodys pushing you to.

That was my venting of the day. I'll save you and not write that much again until next week.

Mad Libs Online!

Father Goose Rhymes
Old Mother Hubbard went to the Dog
To get her gooey arm a bone.
When she got there, the tounge was cold
And so her yellow dog had none.

Jack and Jill went up the friend
to fetch a/an cardboard box of water.
Jack fell down and broke his book,
And Jill came tumbling after.

There was a little girl and she had a little curl
Right in the middle of her computer.
And when she was nasty, she was very, very messy,
And when she was bad, she was light.

There was a disgusting woman
who pushed in a shoe.
She had so many beans
She didn't know what to do

Ummm... It turned out intresting, I guess.