Spotlights

The elder's quorum in my ward has weekly spotlights.

This means that when we first came into the ward we wrote down things that no one really knows about us, and each week they read one or two, and everyone tries to guess who it is they are talking about.

I was spotlighted this week. Little did I know that I would have to prove to everyone that what I said was true... :)

Just real quick here are some fun things about me that people don't know:

1. Sometimes when people talk to me I think about the muscles that are moving their mouth.

2. I know how to do shadow puppets. (This they needed proof)

3. I have a fake laugh that makes other people laugh.

4. I have really outrageous and funny dreams. ("oh, really?" they asked. "Yes, I dreamed my arms were shrinking last night," I replied.) Almost thrice weekly.

I can't remember what I put for the fifth one, but I am sure it was witty, unique, and awesome.

Middle of the Night Notes

Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night and really needed to write something important down?

That used to happen to me all the time. I used to keep a stack of post-it notes next to my bed to be ready when I remembered something important.

Just real quick, here is one of those middle of the night notes.

I think I was really tired. And yet I wonder, who is Blabalata?

You know you are writing an 8 page research paper

When you take a nap before class and dream that your arm is being attacked by Retinoic Acid and Cyp26b1 genes are deactivating the Retinoic Acid that is trying to make the bones in your arm grow shorter.

That happened to me during my quick nap. I fell asleep after spending about an hour researching bone/limb development.

Fear not. My limbs are normal size and not shorter.

Ideal Sister

In honor of my sister Liz:

Dear porches,

Thanks for being the perfect place for really important and great conversations. Also, thanks for getting cold when its time to come in.

Dear milk,

Thanks for making it possible to eat cereal. I missed you for awhile.

Dear midterms,

Thank you for making it impossible for me to procrastinate learning fourteen weeks of material 'til the fourteenth week.

Dear General Conference,

Thanks for being you.

Dear Liz,

Thanks for being a wonderful sister, ridiculously good-looking, and an awesome example/person.

Sincerely,

James

Overheard

A girl was talking to someone (I heard this in passing and I thought it was funny):

"You guys must be miserable because we are having an awesome time over here."

Because that logically makes sense...

The Kid James

Every so often I read my childhood journal and laugh at some of my entries. I decided to to a series of blogs from the entries of the journal of kid James.

Just real quick, here is my entry for July 8th, 2002 Monday (I was 13):

"Today was fun. I had violin and read. Thats all. Pretty Pathetic Huh?.

Sincerely,

James Marble"

Or this one from February 24th, 2003 Monday (I was 14 then, but I do not remember being this negative...)

"Today was the first day of school this week and it was kind of boring. First I had Art and we watched a dumb video about Vincent van Gogh. Second I had History and we had a substitute teacher, I don't like having subs because they don't do things right (How do I know they are doing it wrong?). In third period I also had a sub so it was not fun. Fourth period I had Math and got homework, and I don't like homework. After Math I went to lunch and had a good time (I'm sure it was a thrilling adventure in the Jr. High lunch room). Sixth period, reading is a way easy class and it wasn't that bad today (finally something that isn't "that bad"). Peer support we have a test tomorrow. Health was pratty [sic] fun we got our midterms today and mine aren't that bad...."

Courtesy of http://www.vangoghgallery.com/misc/bio.html

I promise I'm not that negative now...

For example, Wednesday, April 2nd, 2003:
"...I didn't practice today, I am very bad hahaha....I'm falling asleep I can't keep my eyes open so goodnight.

Sincerely,

The best thing since toliet [sic] paper,

James Marble"

That is just three days in the life of kid James. Check back for more entries.

Do you know CPR?

I want to be a doctor when I grow up. I want to save lives, heal hurts, and prescribe protection. I want people to live.

This is why this clip gives me ample amounts of anxiety.

If ever you get an opportunity to save a life please do so, act fast, and do not let people die. Humans are worth saving.

If you do not want or wish to learn CPR, just real quick, you can learn hands-only CPR.

Thanks.