School Trips

This year (literally), I have been invited on two school field trips, one to go see Salt Lake Community College's performance of Macbeth, ad one to Granite School District's Choir Festival. I was lucky enough to be able to attend both of these trips, since I out my foot down when my Algebra teacher thought it would be fine and dandy to prevent me from going on my Choirs field trip to Gateway and a senior rest home during the month of December. Since I was prevented to go on that trip, I was forced to go to his class, which was my next period. I gave him a death glare so vile that he stayed away from me for a few days. Then I raised hell over it to the school administrators, and I was told that I could never be dis-allowed from going on field trips unless it was something that had specific grade or citizenship requirements.

Festival:

On Monday, I went to Granite School District's Annual Choir Festival. There were 8 schools total in this event, hosted at Kennedy Jr. High. When we arrived, it seemed to me to be a whole lot of very unnecessary walking around and around and around the auditorium, which was located in the very middle of the school. Kennedy Jr. was a very interesting school, I must admit. They had about shoulder-height lockers perhaps 4 inches thick, a large auditorium, and a lot of posters and paintings and pictures on the walls. The library was large, yet, it seemed to have very few shelves, let alone books. Additionally, it seemed to be the computer lab as well, so perhaps it was not a Library, but a Media Center. We were the first to perform, so the choir was a bit nervous, but we were fine as soon as we got onstage. There were a number of technical difficulties, for example, when I stepped on the riser, it wobbled very dangerously, and I paused for a moment, unsure if I should continue on or not. When I tested the platform with my foot, it seemed to hold, so I continued on as if nothing had happened. While we were performing, there were students crawling beneath us, screwing bolts back into place. It was a nerve wracking time, but we managed to pull through like true professionals. My mother was busy as a chaperon on my sister’s trip to Red Butte Gardens, so my Grandma Debby, Aunt Aubrey, Cousin Ashleigh, and Aubrey's 4 month old son, Xavier came in her stead. We received the 2nd place ranking, which was very good. Evergreen was better than we were, but we were all very good-natured about it all, they admired us, and us them. Afterwards, one of the judges surprised us, and took us to lunch at Chiles.

The Scottish Play:

On Thursday, all of the 9th grade English classes took a trip to SLCC to see their production of Macbeth. Granite School District's bus drivers are Old. Men. And horrid drivers. Our driver sent us up over the curb three times. He also almost went through every red light we encountered, and two mini-vans almost ran into us as well. So we arrived at the College, and by the time we sat down and got situated, we had missed the beginning and a small portion of the middle of the show. It was no great loss to very many of us, but I enjoyed it all the same, despite not being able to sit with my friends, and in particular my boyfriend.

La Caille:

Teen Living and French 2 and 3 students went to La Caille today, but I refrained. Ross, Tahnee, Kylamen, and quite a few others that I know went as well. Ross looked very nice today, in a white t-shirt under an unbuttoned blue dress shirt. Kylamen tied Tahnee down to fix her hair and make her nice and very girly for this trip. I can't wait to see the pictures that I’m sure Ky will post on Facebook later on.

Time

Wow. i started this a Long time ago. since i'm rather lax in posting *blush* just check out http://keeganchaos.blogspot.com/ to find out all the funny little quirks of my life as seen by (and photographed!) my mother.

Some details. . . . I am 15, attending Hunter Jr. High School. This is my Freshman year, I'll spend my Sophomore, Junior, and Senior year at Hunter Junior High. I royally suck at Math, I can only do up to Pre-Algebra stuff, but thats about it. I love to read, and I recently got a Kindle for Christmass, and it already has 64 items on it. My family annoys me to no end, but at the end of the day I always feel thankfull that i have them. . . most of the time. My future goal is to become a mother, and possibly an author, or barring that, an editor. I've found myself with some surprising new friends this year, and I continue to enjoy (or lament) the company of others from years past. The light of my day and motivation for getting out of bed continues to be my boyfriend of 5 1/2 years. He is there for me 9 times out of 10, and somtimes i forget just how wonderfull he is when my life gets hectic and stressed. I can't wait for Spring Break, my family is supposed to go visit my Keegan Grandparents, but nothing is for sure at the moment on account of my fathers work. Wowever, we do have concrete plans to go to Oahu, Hawaii this year during Christmass.

That's all for now!

Busy, Busy, Busy!!!!

"Oh, what a to do", as Pooh Bear would say, besides "Oh, bother." The last week and a half have been so crazy!! Here's a compilation:
1) My Papa and Grnadma Keegan came up and over.
2) I was majorly sick for no apparent reason, I threw up every time I moved. Had to stay home twice and, and so I missed a day of my Pre-Algebra CRT's.
3) . . . . Guess I wasn't as busy as I thought, since I only had two things going on. Well, rest assured that it was very hectic for us!!!
Anyways,
About the Keegans; Elle had a dance performance, so My Papa and Grandma Keegan majorly surprised us, and call to say that they were going to came down to see her dance. The night they called, everyone(Mom, Dad, and I) was in major shock.
No clue what was up with my sickness, it really pissed me off, since i missed two chamces to see Ross, and I had to resort to telling him through my best friend, which tottaly sucked.
So, I found out today that my Scienc teacher is going to take us on a 3 mile round trip, but only if we have enough volunteers.
I have a solo in my concert, but the bad thing is that I go off pitch, or too high, for you non-musicians.
We're haveing trouble getting me more contacts, so i've had the same ones in for two weeks, even though it's not recomended. And they're tough to get out, anymore than a day,a dn they practically glue themselves in. Which, it's a good thing; but it makes it super annoying to get out.

Till my next crazy day!!! (and I promisde to have more Pooh Bear sayings. Maybe. :))

In search of the cutest bag ever!!!

One weekend, My Papa and My Grandma Linda invited me over to stay at their house so that I could help Linda pick out clothes to go to a wedding the following weekend.We(Linda and I) went to ten stores. Ten Stores! She was given a hundred dollar bill to go spend. She used it on ONE SHIRT. Maybe I've been around my mother too long, but J.H.C!!! One shirt, for one hundred dollars. I still cant get over it. At the end of our day, we decided to hit Sears Grand in search of whatever else she could blow her money on. We wandered over to the Formal Attire section, and while she was looking at dresses, I was looking at sunglasses and umbrellas. (I know, sunglasses and umbrellas next to the Formal Attire? I was just as baffled as you) Lo and Behold, right next to the sunglasses were the little prom clutch bags. Normally, I hate and despise those itsy bitsy teensy weensy, beyond annoying cute little clutch bags, but I've gotten to the point that I am desperate for a little something to hold my stuff.
So, after telling Linda that I would be right there if she needed me, I proceeded to try on every pair of sunglasses and try out all of the purses. In the middle of my umbrella swirling spree, my phone rings.
It was my sister, telling me every thing about her day with Grandma Debby. She got Heelies, and they watched New Moon, and they ate at
Rumbi Grill. . .the list goes on and on.

Back to the story

So, I wandered over to the dressing rooms,still talking to Elle. I waited for a good 30 minuets. No Linda. Then, my phone beeps. No ID, so I ignore it. Elle says goodbye, and then my phone rings again. So I answer, and it's Linda! She tells me to go up front, so I do, we check out, and we leave to go have lasagna. (yummmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!! My favorite food in the world.)

This weekend, Me and Mom went to the fabric store to pick out fabric for my window treatments. On our way back form the cutting table to pick out even more fabric, we run across little sewing packets, I immediately spot the cutest bag that I have ever seen. I asked mom for it, and she said that she had found a pattern for a purse like that online,and that it would be cheaper to do it that way. So ensued the hunt for just the right fabric pieces. I agonized over colors("Which color, blue, purple, orange, red, pink, brown, green. . .?) and then patterns. (Stripes, emblems, polka dots, random dots, plain, Fleur De Les. . .?)
I eventually decided to go with Brown, Pink, Stripes and Emblems. Once we got home, we looked all over for a pattern that I liked. Once we found that, we dealt with sizes. In the middle of that, my Grandma and Madi came over. Madi had gotten a pair of Heelies, and Dad, Elle and I helped her to use them somewhat better than what she had beforehand. After they left, Mom and I got down to business while Dad watched Amazing Race 16 and Bullrun. (1)The cowboys were the first time to arrive, 2)Team Lambo is still in.) After a few mishaps,we finally got the cutest bag ever made finished, I already holds my earrings, a pen, a book, my Zune and lipstick. Its a good little bag, it fits most of my books, is reversible, and pretty sturdy. I look forward to using it.

Until my next crazily exhausting crafty day!!!

Kingdom Hearts II

So, even though it took me almost four years, I finally finished Kingdom Hearts II!!!!
Wooohooo!!! It also happens to be the first and only game that I have completed that wasn't a puzzle game. Because I have completed more than my fair share of puzzle games, so I am extra proud of myself for finishing a role playing game all by myself with only help from the walkthrough that I printed out.

How lame am I, to take four years to finish a game? Wait, I guess that it proves that I actually have a life; that I didn't finish the game in one week. Now, the only reason why I even decided to finish the game (I do admit that I wanted to delay the ending) was because I finally was able to finish the Kingdom Hearts I volume 4 manga. If I hadn't read that, the game would probably still be sitting in my cupboard, gathering dust.

A few months ago, the new Kingdom Hearts game, 365/2 Days, (three sixty-five over two days) had come out, so I badgered my Mom into getting it for me. Generally, I'm not very savvy with games, but in the time it had taken us to get from the Walmart to our house, I was already on level 4, and had found the answers to some of my questions, due to cryptic words and no explanations in the little movies. I had even purchased a guide, so that really helped my progress.

Did I mention that I got addicted to the theme song, Sanctuary, by Utada Hikaru? Yeah, I like it so much, it's practically the only song I can stand to listen to at the moment. Some of it is in unpronounceable Japanese, but that just adds to the appeal.

I wonder how long it will take me to finish Kingdom Hearts III and Kingdom Hearts 365/2 Days? I guess that I will just have to play them to figure that out!!!

See You in four years again when i finally fininsh them!!!!

Easter Weekend

Well, for Easter, my family, Me, Mom, Elle, Declan, Stacy, Ashleigh, Madi, Grandma, Aubrey, Tasia with her boyfriend, Taylor, Jerel, and even Bindi, all went to stay 7 miles above Heber in my Aunt Stacy's house for the weekend. We got there pretty late,after nine o'clock, but in about three hours, we had a disaster of cupcakes, all the greens washed, with the places set and all the candy arranged.
When Ashliegh came in to tell everyone to go to sleep, I told Asliegh to make sure she txted the Easter Bunny and tell him not to make the gifts obvious.

Smart one, Josie, smart one.

So, because of me opening my mouth, my smart-Alec grandmother decided to hide my gift. Of course, I find everyone else's, but not mine. My Mom told me to look high, so I'm all looking in the alcoves, and in the rafters, nothing. After some fruitless searching, I finally ask for a bit of help.

And, lo and behold, I see this itty bitty glimmer of pink behind this huge plant on top of a really tall cupboard.

After berating my Grandmother for a while, I settle down to open my present. Now, I have a thing with presents, if it's something that I had really really wanted beforehand, and I get it, I. freak. out. High pitched, barely audible, screaming, jumping up and down, not breathing, the whole nine yards. I had gotten a chocolate bunny, lots of chocolate eggs, and the computer game I had wanted for my laptop, FATE: the Traitor Soul (expansion pack, no less). I promptly installed it on my laptop, and played with it for a bit before getting ready.

As we sat down to eat, I was relegated to the little kids table. I had issues with that.
At the Big table, the talk turned to, of all things, the different things the Three Amigos had seen, and the majority of it was boobs.
But really, when you sit down with Tasia, Aubrey, and Ashliegh, you learn to expect the unexpected. You never know what they're going to say next, but you know you're going to be rolling around on the floor, laughing so hard tears flow like rivers, and you split at the seams.

After devouring as much food as we could possibly cram down our throats, we waddled out the door, and back into the valley, each of us going our separate ways, off into the sunset, one going East, one going West, one going- not even. We just drove down the retarded driveway, and off to our respective destinations.

Spring Break Day 1

WooooHoooo!!!! Spring Break!!!!

Or not.

It's snowing! In what's supposed to be the middle of Spring! I mean, come on, Lady Winter, get with the program already! Maybe she just didn't check her newsletter as to when winter-and all that comes with it(Snow, hail, sleet, ice, etc.)-is supposed to be gone.

I hope she gets a late fee.

I mean really. Spring Break is supposed to be all green leaves and baby birds, and pretty flowers, traveling to other states to visit family, (as long as you're not in College) and all that fun stuff. At least here in Utah it is.

I really hope that the snow disappears fast, so that I can go do something fun this week.