So today (Sunday) something awesome happened. Something that has never happened to me in my whole decade and a half of living (when I descibe myself that way (a whole decade and a half old) it makes me appear a whole lot older and wiser than my mere 15 years!) :) . Anyway this was awesome because, well, ... guess.
Wait, Im getting ahead of myself here (suprise, suprise!). First let me set this up. This was no ordinary Sunday. For one, I woke up late (I normally wake up and study my scriptures before church), but since I woke up later, I took a shower and rushed off to church, but don't worry, I made it there on time - even early! Basically, I am just amazing! :)
So anyways I get there (*So get me to the Church on time!*), and I'm sitting there, listening to the amazing speakers, trying to keep my nephews and neices entertained, and bascially, enjoying church as always. But, the whole point of this story is yet to come. (Sorry, all the stuff and fluff so far is a result of me trying to distract you --- am I doing a good job?!?) :)
So.... back to the real stuff, Church goes pretty much as normal until .... (gasp!) the musical number! Now, at first this musical number was not that different from other musical numbers performed by the choir (besides some slightly-out-of-tune sopranos). But about 45 seconds into the musical number this amazing thing happened! (Prepare to be amazed!) The fire alarm went off. Now, at first (I will not lie), I was alarmed, as the fire alarm was going off, and this had never happened before (esp. during sacrament meeting). So I sat there and calmly looked at the Bishop, and he motioned to the lady wildly moving her arms (aka the conductor of the choir) to keep on waving to the slightly-out-of-tune sopranos to hit the right pitch. Then he motioned to one of his counselors to go see what was the matter. So, about 400 of us sat there, smiling away, in a burning buliding thanks to Andrew's dad, aka Bishop Blackham. So all are just sitting there wondering what in the world is going on, all the while the choir is singing away. And whaddayaknow, with my sense of humor, I totally bust up laughing. It was horrible! I tried to hard to keep and straight face and not laugh, but no avail. So the alarm keeps on going for quite some time, and the chior just keeps on singing and singing. It was awesome. Finally, it turns off. (No, sadly not the Choir, but the alarm.) (For a whole 15 seconds) And starts back up again. This time for 10 seconds. It repeats this a few times and then finally the incessant noise ceases. Basically, this is the end of my story, but I thought it was prety much awesome! So, in answer to my never before stated question of why my sunday was so unique and great, it is largely due to my experience while heavenly chiors sang.

Why I am excited for school to be over.
1.) Hullo! The most obvious reason is that there will be no more school, duh!
2.) This means that there will be no more homework, tests, etc. which basically means less stress
3.) This also means that I get to go on vacation! (i.e. Costa Rica, Florida, EFY, leadership camps, family reunions, family vacations, etc.)
3.) It also means that my birthday is approaching!
4.) I'll have time!
5.) A scary but cool thought, the next "first day of school" will be my last.

Can't Smart kids ask questions too?
So, first off let me explain where I came up with this question. I was helping at a local elementary school classroom for 3rd graders. I was helping kids with a worksheet. So I go up to this boy and ask him if he has any questions (he doesn't have anything written down, so I figure he does...) and he replies, "well,.... maybe just a few questions..." and I said, "great, do you have any questions on the first problem?...." and this little girl across the aisle said, "I thought you were smart!" And I thought to myself, "What kind of statement is that!?!?!" and the little girl goes on to say, "smart kids don't have questions", and the boy tries to defend himself saying, "I'm good at math, not English." (we were working on English). And then I was like, "It's perfectly fine for a 'smart kid' to have questions." but they didn't really listen. So I go on to help this boy with his worksheet, and with a little prompting and explaining he gets it just fine. But what disturbed me about this dialog was that the girl thought that smart kids didn't have questions. Hello! How do you think the smart kids got smart?!?! They don't just know! Some of the smartest kids I know were the most inquisitive about everything when they were little. Have questions about something shows that you are interested in something and want to learn more about that subject. If someone isn't interested in something, how are they supposed to know all about it? Basically, everything I know is the answer to some question that I've wondered about. So, to tell the girl she's been misinformed, and in answer to my great question, it is perfectly great for a smart kid to have questions!

Make My Day!
You all know someone like this (and if you don't, you need to find someone who is). Someone who just makes your day! They don't have to buy you roses, give you chocolate, clean your room, make you food, etc. all they have to do is smile and talk to you. And for some reason that I'm still not sure of, after you talk to them, you feel soooo happy. Recently, I experienced this experience. A person (specifically a person who will go unnamed) talked to me. While it is not so surprising that this person talked to me (as this person (who will from now on will go by tvsp (this.very.special.person.) ) has talked to me plenty of times before), for some reason, it totally made my day. Even though I was having a "hard day", once this person talked to me, my day went much better (even though things happened afterwards that could have been bad - to me they were good). So I go to Seminary after talking with tvsp and Bro. Lowe could tell something was up, as I was ecstatic (almost to a point of giddiness), so he naturally assumes tvsp is a boy (which is true). Then he accuses me of "the bambi syndrome" also known as twitterpation. He said, "It is Spring, you know" And I was like "I know" (how could I not know with all the green grass, blue sky, and blossoms everywhere!) And while I may like tvsp, tvsp just made my day! So while Bro. Lowe may think I need to talk to my bishop, in all reality tvsp just make my day!
So while the person in your life who makes your day may or may not be your crush (as up until recently, many people made my day (they still do actually, now just tvsp makes my day extra special)), still enjoy the delightful feeling that comes with having your day made!