The Party of a Jacob Jespersen

It has come to pass that Jacob Jespersen has turned 19, and to celebrate this occasion, yesterday he threw quite the fine festival. First of, there were wonderful people in attendance. Some of my very favorite people in the world are them graduated people. To list but a few: Jesp, Woodruffs, Jeremy, Maren and Steph, Ryan, Johnny, Seth, Rosy, that's not everyone, but I'm too lazy to type in all the names. And of course there were also some more seniors like me. Anyway, it was wonderful. We headed up to Timpanogas park where we barbecued up some delicious Hamburgers, and then we played games such as frisbee and ninja destruction. After that we headed back to Jacob's house where we watched some animated movie about warrior owls, and ate cake and ice cream. It was prime. After that we visited Zoe at the Awful Waffle, and then went home. By this time it was like one in the morning. And then of course a few of us decided to wake up at 7 and play frisbee, which was good too, but now I need to sleep.

The point is, chilling with such wonderful people can be nothing but wonderful. 

Note: I really need to sleep now so I'm not going to spell check or edit this post. Not that I usually do, but I feel like I'm being more careless today about grammar usage than usual. 

This Is Glorious

Lauren of Green Gables

Might I just say that Lauren Pope is absolutely incredible?
I have just returned from the most remarkable of adventures, in which I was able to see the production "Anne of Green Gables" featuring Lauren as the most precious little Anne as there could possibly be. I tell you, that girl is going places. And I think my Mom wants me to marry her, but that's another story.
Basically I just really enjoyed it, and since I no longer have to write play reports, I shall write a blog post instead, because, as it was remarkable, I need to remark on it. I like Anne of Green Gables. :)

Start of Term

These are my only two grades on Power School right now. 

An Unmovable Line

Back in the days when I was a closed-minded little child, lines bugged me immensely. Not like lines drawn on a piece of paper, but lines that you stand in to wait for something. Worst of all were the lines that didn't go anywhere, or moved extremely slowly, because it all felt so useless! I would often refuse to stand in lines because I didn't want to be in "The Waiting Place" from Dr. Seuss's "Oh the Places You'll Go." Now, I was right about the fact that wasting time standing in lines that don't go anywhere is not the thing for me, and there are definitely much more productive things that I could be doing. However, I finally decided to expand my horizons to the possibilities that maybe you could wait in line but still be productive, or even possibly make waiting in line for something an enjoyable thing to do! i.e you could potentially be holding a place in a line without waiting and wasting your time!

For example, I recently visited some friends who were waiting on the grass outside the movie theater so they could watch a midnight showing of the Hungry Games, and as an experiment I waited in this line with them, sitting on the grass and going nowhere, but merely holding a spot in a line, to see if waiting in a line could possibly be an exciting thing to do. And behold, it was. It was a very enjoyable social experience, and a good way to enjoy the wonderful weather. In other words, I was able to make something typically seen as horrendous (waiting in line for nothing) even more enjoyable than it would have been to chill at a friend's house. Just goes to show that you can always make something better out of any situation that you're in.

The Bald Soprano

Lauren, Chase, Miriam, Parker, Aubrey, and Matthew all did a wonderfully fantastic job at performing the play for Region One Act. They got first place and straight superiors from all 3 judges, making us eligible for state! The Bald Soprano is a very interesting and exciting play, and you should go read the script because the entire thing makes about as much sense as one of my own thought processes. With lines randomly thrown in such as "Let's go and slap Ulysses!" the whole thing turns out to be rather entertaining. Everybody should come watch the play at state during spring break. It'll be fantastic.

A Simple Way to Remember

Many people these days seem to often mix up "its" possessive, with "it's" the contraction. To correct this problem, I've come up with a simple phrase to help people remember the right way of doing things:

“‘It is’ is ‘it’s’ or it’s ‘‘tis,’ not ‘its’; ‘its ‘it’s,’’ ‘tis ‘its,’ it's not ‘it’s.’”

Actually there really is a way to remember. "It's" is the contraction, where the apostrophe replaces the "i" in "is," whereas "its" is possessive. You wouldn't put an apostrophe in "his book," or "her book" (for hi's or he'r both look dumb,) so why would you put one in "its book?" 

I still like my sentence though. It's great.

3rd

Today in 3rd period independent music study, Macy, Caleb and I spend the entire period improvising mallet stuff together, and we actually made some really cool stuff. At the end we made a sweet song based off of a clock chime. We're really cool. And now we're good at improvising.

Was That Today?

Yes, because I'm wearing the same shoes. 

Last Phone Pictures From My Old Phone

 Love These Three

 We set up chairs the fun way.

 Party after band concert!

 This is when we played upwards at Kat's house. 

 I'm fancy.

I love the Temple! Especially at night.

Sherlock Holmes: a Veritable Pirate

Yesterday I saw Sherlock Holmes 2 with some of my family and my cousin JT (who's the state champion gymnast, by the way), and it was really pretty great. Sherlock Holmes is quite the character, and I believe that he is worthy of the title Pirate. I'm reading the books now, too, and it's all very fancy. I like Sherlock Holmes.

One Act Shenanigans

Yesterday I got to do some more tech stuff for the one act play, and I am very excited for it. It's a very strange play, and the script makes absolutely no sense, and it's fantastic!!! All the actors are absolutely glorious. I'll talk much more about it later.

Stars Assembly

On Friday I got to see the stars assembly, which I think was much more marvelous than it ever has been in years past.

There were actually some pretty good songs that were sung, particularly Ali and Alex singing "I see the Light" from Tangled, as well as Riley, Kate, and Jake's improv singing. There was also some great dancing; Megan and Nathan did a cool Ballroom dance, and some Asian girls did an awesome super Asian dance, which was actually my favorite part of the assembly. Here it is:

Also there was some type of weird moonwalk dancing that was really cool, done by Christian Campbell and Sam Teng and some other guy. The start is boring, but skip ahead like 30 seconds and it's really cool:

 The thing I was most disappointed about in the assembly was that Christian and Kent and Wendy didn't get to play Stubernic because the people wouldn't give them enough time! Lame!

Also, the second assembly got cut off short due to lack of time, so half of the groups didn't even get to perform again, and half the school didn't get to see some of the awesomest stuff. Over all, though, I actually enjoyed it.

Morp!!

On Friday I had the pleasure of going to Morp with Jane Cox, who is amazing, and it was super awesome. We had a cool Brittish murder mystery scenario, in which I turned out to be the Murderer. We also had an amazing fancy five course dinner at Jane's house as the plot progressed. The other people in the group were Maren Christensen, Nate Francis, Cami Bailey, Ree Lu, Catie Brown, And Eli Miller. We were very good at being Brittish, and we had an awesome time. Pictures to come!

Small People Count

Some More Musics

Here's to Concert Percussion:

Anyway, the point is that I played at BYU today with the Symponic Band. It was actually pretty awesome, although my music is just a little bit on the boring side. But hey, that's life, right? Anyway, I love the symphonic band; we sound amazing. That's basically all.

Farewell, Willie

Yes, he's gone. Well, in the MTC anyway, so he's still right here in Provo, but he's officially gone now. It's kinda sad and happy all at the same time. Mostly happy, because now he gets to go convert souls to the truth, and it's gonna be awesome for him!! It's crazy though that I'll leave before he gets back. I won't see him for four years! Well, I'm glad that I have a great example for a big brother, and it's been awesome having him as a friend all my life. What a good guy. I've also comendeered his books, car, phone, Facebook, board games, etc... So that his poor stuff won't we forgotten.

Yes.

Katherine Moulton has gotten me hooked on horrible histories. This one's one of my favorite.

Profound.

Most of the time people find words boring unless they stick out more. Chances are that before reading this bit you've already read my little word box below, because it attracted your attention. Also, most of the time words tend to repeat themselves which is boring. Also, most of the time words tend to repeat themselves which is boring. Sometimes people say the same things, in a slightly different way, which is really redundant. When people explain a concept more than once, you feel less inclined to read it. Because most people tend to do this, people have come to learn that reading the big text explanation is basically pointless, so they just read the little text box and call it good, because that's much more entertaining than reading a whole big long blog post. The funny thing, though, is that most of the time it works. If you see five paragraphs of boring looking words, and then a picture of cats, you can infer that the five paragraphs were about cats, and therefore completely pointless to read. If you're reading this right now, you honestly have gotten probably nothing more out of this post than you would have if you had just read the word box picture below. 

The problem is that sometimes the words are important. People have just been flinging them around for so long that they've been reduced to a pile of rubbish most of them time, validating the expression "a picture is worth a thousands words" which I believe should be amended to "a picture is worth a thousand useless, repetitive words" because there are some pictures that aren't actually as effective at explaining things as a good important explanation. However, I won't be offended if you didn't actually read this, and only read the picture, because it really is just as useful as this big long explanation. 

It's a Sunny Saturday

Once upon a time, I woke up on a beautiful spring Saturday. The ground was covered in fresh snow and the sunlight glistened off the ground and the trees like diamonds. The birds were singing joyful songs and all of the small woodland creatures scurried among the forest. I knew that it was a day for excitement, for adventure, for wonder, and so I set off to rock canyon bowl, unaware of the challenges I had yet to face. When I arrived in the strange land, there were many people gallivanting about, playing ultimate frisbee! If you have any question in your mind whether or not I joined in, I did. It was awesome because there were so many awesome people there, like the Woodruffs, Jesp, Maren and Steph, Rosy, a couple Tanners, a Ryan, Johnny, Willy, Robbie, and many many more awesome graduated people. It was amazing to play on the snow strewn field, because you could totally dive and catch the frisbee without dying. Plus it all looked much more epic. We played for probably at least 3 hours. After that I ran a bit, and then home, just in case I wasn't already tired enough.

At around 2:00 I headed off to Zoe's house for a crepe party, which was amazing. I like crepes. We also played ping pong and basketball there. It was extra fun because so many more of my favorite people were there, like Zoe (of course), Yon Soo, Danny T, Wendy, Miriam Bay, Andrew and Jacob, Caroline, Kate, and I think Kat was there. Maybe. I'm not sure. I was pretty tired, I can't really remember who was there, but they were all cool people, and it was awesome.

Of course, I hadn't quite had enough social interaction for the day, so I went to backstage jazz night! This means that I got to dance with most of my favorite people, except the ones who weren't there, and also I probably missed some who were. Basically it was a very great (and exhausting) day. I enjoyed myself thoroughly. I should try and remember who I danced with. Let's see, Kate, Kat, Karli, Lauren, Mary, Gwen, Miranda, Shelby, Dani, Claire, Wendy, Mackenzie, Whitney, Jessie, Kenna, and I know there's more but I can't think of them. I like dancing to Jazzy music. It's more fun than awkward school slow dances.

Now I'm sore and tired, but yesterday was still the best day ever.

76 Trombones and 1 Bass Drum Player

Today started out fairly normal. Alright, at the rate this is going, this is going to be a bad post.
Let me start again.

Arghh, and avast, ye mateys! I done spotted land close to yonder shore thus beetafil' spring mornin', as me ship sailed to the cereal filled land of Journalism. After that adventure, I started walking to seminary, when I was interrupted by me favorite band student teacher Mr. Tippets. So, he says to me, he says "Sonny, I have a job for ye to do.  And I says back to him, "Any task can I complete." So basically, he tells me that I need to play in a concert at BYU tonight and sight read the music for it. WHAT?!?!?!? So, obviously, that kinda scared me, but I continued on me way anyway. And then I did EHS during 8th period in the journalism lab, and was happily joined by Riley and Kat.

Later that day...

I went to Timpanogas to spielen some music for region solo and ensemble, and we were way ahead of schedule, so the judge had me play right when I got there even though I was fifteen minutes earlier than my original time, so I didn't have time to warm up or anything. And, SURPRISE! My music was terrible. As I played it my ears cried and my spirit fled from my body. At School solo/ensemble I did pretty good, so I assumed that I'd do good at region too. Now I'm not even sure that I played the same song. It was hideous. After my tragic solo moment I somehow regained my composure and managed to perform decently in my ensembles, but that was definitely the end of my marimba solo life. The results are obvious, I got a 1- on my solo so I didn't make it to state, and the two ensembles both got 1's so I can still go to state.

Even later that day...

I rushed home from me solo-sailin', an' I wen' upon the high seas where I found me a de jong concert hall. This went much better than solo/ensemble. I thoroughly enjoyed sight reading the Bass drum part to 76 Trombones for 76 Trombones, arranged by Dan Barrett, who's an awesome Jazz Trombonist, in the concert, and I actually did fairly decently. (It was really easy music, but that's not the point. The point is that I got to play music in the de jong with BYU with Steve Call, and Dan Barrett conducting, and super awesome music majors all around me and it was SO COOL!!!! Basically it was the bestest most amazing thing ever. I felt special.) There's a video of it that will supposedly end up on youtube and that I will hunt for until I find so that I can post it on here.

Words cannot describe. Well, they can, but I'm too lazy to put that much effort into doing that right now, mostly because it's very lates at night.