Phone Pictures

 Sometimes I walk up to the temple at night. It's always pretty fantastic. 

 You know it's spring when there's green grass poking through the snow. 

 Shoes! 

 Bald Soprano. What a beautiful, beautiful play. I still quote it constantly. 

 Same color!

 A Nutella Oreo. It actually tasted pretty terrible. I wouldn't recommend it. Ever. It was like chocolate paste on cardboard. 

 Fish sticks and custard, on the other hand, really tasted pretty good. 

 My lovely little yarn snowman named Andrew. Too bad Kat ruthlessly unraveled him while he was still young. 

 Ummm...

 Gee, I wonder who wrote what.... Not. 

 I felt honored that there was a statue of me.

 A dragon for Kristen. 

 Despite the blurryness, I still think this picture is cute. Mostly because Kat's in it.

 I think these are my favorite people ever. 

 :)

 Boss it. 

 They're in a fight. 

 Sometimes I beat Joseph at checkers. Like always. 

 Bald Soprano Shoes!

 Flowers. I like flowers. Flowers are manly. I bet you could shoot roses out of a bow and arrow. 

 I love it when it rains ice. 

 This is that one time that I beat Riley at Blokus. 

 Run. Run for your life. 

 At Jacob Jespersen's Farewell. There were so many people there! I wish I knew half that many people! Jacob is a good guy. We'll all miss him, but he'll be a top-notch missionary. 

 My greatest chalking endeavor. I think it's pretty good, if I do say so myself. 

 This is Rebecca. She gave me a private concert, because I could not attend her senior recital. How is she so perfect? The world may never know, but will always be happy because of her. 

 Yes, I made this for Riley's birthday. Brownie chess cake = awesome. 

 That was a good ballroom concert. I liked it. 

 Our shoes are on a date. 

So are we. 

 I found Pinocchio. 

 Once upon a time I started walking, and I just kept walking until I found a little trail, and off that trail I found a path, with lead to a smaller deer trail, which I followed until I found deer, and then I climbed some stuff, and then it was getting dark so I scrambled back down the mountain. It was a good day. 

 Bushes with flowers growing out of the top are cooler than a polar bear on a windy day. 

 It's hard to see it in the picture, but the chalk board has an arrow pointing to Ree, and a label that says "Ree Lu." It's cool. 

 Fancy Hair. 

 Joseph in the ceiling? 

 We're cute in our dance co shirts. 

 So what's new?

 I love this Maren!

 It's not that way it's over here! 

 Oh, small children. 

Yes, I got a picture with Rick Riordan. Yes, I am the only one who got a picture with Rick Riordan. Yes, sometimes it is beneficial to be on tech. 

My Li'l Bro

You know who has at least twice as many skills as me? My little brother Robert. I have recently seen him act in  Joseph and the Technicolored Dreamcoat as Benjamin, as well as in My Son Pinocchio as Pinocchio, and let me tell you, he's quite the actor. I'm sure that Brower would be happy to have him, but Robert goes to Meridian, so Brower doesn't get him.

Anyway, both Joseph and Pinocchio are extremely awesome, and I'm glad that I got to see them.

A Bit of Life

Today Dance Co gave the tech crew lots of chocolate. They're great. I'm glad I get to tech their concerts, because they always make thank you cards and give us food and candy and stuff. Five Million points to Timpview Dance Company.

Today I accomplished one of my goals. Sit in every single one of the 1460 chairs in the auditorium. It's much harder than it looks, too.

I also applied for academic letters today. I just really hope I get my Art one.

Today I ate a meal consisting of only Bread, Fruit, and Cheese, in honor of Robin Hood. Mostly just because I wanted Bread, Fruit, and Cheese though.

I am becoming less ill. Yay!

I Hate Chocolate

Seriously, don't give me any more. Ever.

Three Things

I am very thirsty for chocolate. (That doesn't mean I want to drink it, because drinking straight liquid chocolate sounds like terrible damage, it just means that I would love anyone who felt it in their hearts to bake me a chocolate cake or something.) Speaking of Chocolate, the chocolate that Kristen gave me was very amazing. Thank you, you wonderful person. I've come up with a bartering system for favors: you give me chocolate, I'll do anything you'd like me to (granted that the chocolate was of high enough quality and you gave me enough.) Except if you don't give me chocolate and ask me to do you a favor, I'd probably do it anyway because I love you. But the chocolate would still be appreciated.

Sometimes when you take a walk with no destination in mind, you end up halfway up a mountain with the sun almost gone down. It's beautiful, and glorious. Chillin' with the deers and watching a beautiful sunset with the wonderful smells of spring blossoms drifting through the air, while standing on top of the very world and seeing just how small your life down below really is, and realizing just how many lives are happening down there, and how much you didn't even know existed before--does anything really get any better than that? I love adventuring. Probably more than I love chocolate. Chocolate is gross after you eat a pound or two, but adventuring just keeps getting more sweet. Only thing that would be better is if people would come with me!

Despite my many flaws, for some reason Kat still agrees to go on dates with me, so last night we had a wonderful time going to see my little brother Robert be Pinocchio at the Scera. Obviously because Robert was the star of the show, I was able to secure 4 cost-free tickets for myself, Riley, Kat, and Kenzie, which led to a wonderful and inexpensive date. Robert is quite the talented little kid, and I very much enjoyed the show. It was very well done, with quite the extravagant array of props and things. It was actually really sad in parts, and exciting in others, and scary in some (pleasure island) and epic in the curtain call. (Why are not all curtain calls dance parties with dubstep disney music and flashy neon lights? I don't know. Let's not try to know.) Anyway, after that we ate ice cream at Macey's and then went over to BYU campus to talk, and hang out, and look at starts, and abberantly run past the statue of Brigham Young to make him look like he's dancing. (Don't ask.) It was a pretty wonderful date. Thanks Kat!

Bobby Watson

I don't know how or why this happened, only that it did. Also, chances are that it is not actually worth your time to read. In fact, I don't know why I'm posting this on my blog. It will likely convince people that I am a little more than strange. No-matter. Feel free to stop reading when you get bored. In fact, I bet you'll yawn sometime between now and the second paragraph at least once, but you might even yawn twice. Oh, and here I go: *YAWN*

Now, I begin:

Hello. My name is Bobby. Bobby Watson. I was named after my Father, Bobby Watson, who for some reason felt it expedient that he should never marry until he met a female Bobby. This obviously led to confusion when my mother decided that my sister should be named after her, and thus became yet another Bobby Watson. If you think that this is a bit strange, just wait until you find out that this is actually nothing new in our family, for our grandparents on the paternal side are also all named Bobby Watson, and somehow my Mother managed to convince her parents to change their last names to Watson as well, leading to a few more Bobby Watsons in the mix.  It also just so happens that old Bobby Watson, my Paternal Grandfather, co-founded a commercial traveling business with my Maternal Grandfather, called “Bobby Watson and Bobby Watson CT.” Unfortunately, very soon after that my Maternal Grandfather passed away, and his brother had to take over his portion of the business. Their business had just started to gain popularity, so they could not very well change the name of the business, so instead my grand-uncle changed his name to Bobby Watson too!

Everything was going along fine until old Bobby Watson began to feel ill, and there was much fear that he would pass away. Because he was an only child he would have to pass the job down to one of his sons. Now, the clear choice here would be to pass it to my father, Bobby Watson, because then the business would retain the same name. Unfortunately, all of his siblings became jealous, as the Bobby Watsons did very well at commercial traveling when there was no competition, and so they also changed their names to Bobby Watson. Before he could change his will, he sadly passed away, so my Father inherited the business anyway. Shortly after that my father passed away as well, under suspicious circumstances, (and he was the handsomest corpse in Great Britain,) and the business became my Mother, Bobby’s.

Unfortunately, I am still very young, and I have much to learn, but I have nobody to pay for my education, so my Mother must teach us herself, which makes running a commercial traveling business a very difficult thing indeed! However, lately she has seemed very interested in a cousin of Bobby Watson’s! The late Bobby Watson’s (my father’s) other uncle (brother of my mother’s co business-person) has a son named Bobby Watson, and they might very well get married! A couple months ago there was no hope of that, because then there would be no way for Bobby and I to obtain our educations, but the late Bobby Watson’s siblings have taken a liking to us recently, and might very well pay for our educations!

But if only things were that simple. My Uncle would love to pay for my education, but he and his wife Bobby Watson have just had a son named Bobby, and because Bobby Watson, my Uncle on the Paternal side, brother of the late Bobby Watson, wasn’t in My Grandfather’s will, he hasn’t been doing so well in his own commercial traveling business, and won’t have enough money to pay for my education so that my Mother can marry Bobby Watson unless when my mother’s co-business-person Bobby dies, my uncle is in that will to receive the other half of Bobby Watson and Bobby Watson CT , which is unlikely to happen as long as Bobby Watson, the late Bobby Watson’s other uncle’s son is doing badly at his commercial traveling business. Matters are much simplified for my sister Bobby, because our Aunt Bobby Watson can afford to pay for her education as long as my mother relinquishes her half of Bobby Watson and Bobby Watson CT to Bobby Watson, which she could do and still live quite comfortably if she married Bobby Watson, son of the late Bobby Watson’s other uncle, because he has his own commercial traveling business and is doing so marvelously that he might combine with Bobby Watson, my uncle, to form Bobby Watson and Bobby Watson CT2. The only problem with this is that if this happened, nobody would be left to take over the other half of Bobby Watson and Bobby Watson CT, which couldn’t work out because the contract is still under Bobby Watson’s name!

When all of this confusion is all settled out, and when I’m old enough to get married, I am going to personally end this madness. I am not naming my child Bobby Watson, I am naming my child Bobbie Watson, with an IE instead of a Y, so that you can tell one Bobby Watson from another when they’re together!

Thanksgiving in April, Anyone?

Sometimes people are a lot nicer to me than I deserve, such as the entire Ballroom company today. After teching their concert, they invited me to Coldstone to party with them (where I had a delicious Milkshake), and it was super awesome! Also they all told me thank you! I don't know why they were thanking me, for all I did was get paid to watch their concert, but it feels really nice to get thanked for something.

Which means... I need to show more gratitude! I am now realizing that so many people have done wonderful wonderful things for me and I haven't thanked them! This will not do at all.

Oh, also the Ballroom team this year is fantastic! It looks like their coach is doing a marvelous job. Kudos to all of you! My hat goes off; having a fantastic Ballroom team is much trickier than it might seem.

Also, (lots of alsos, but that means I've had a good day) today was Riley's Birthday, and I made him a chess set out of brownies. Hopefully they tasted okay; my brother is better at brownie crafting than I.

Also, and this is cause for weeping, I broke my favoritest frisbee. I think I'm going to have to go buy two more, now.

Also, I love you!

Also, I do a lot more stuff than I put on my blog, so don't judge me based purely on this fancy internet thingy.

Oi

Sometimes I look in the mirror and I cannot help but to burst out laughing! How is my brain inside that face?!

If Ever There Was a Time for Tears

That was very likely the last time that I will ever perform on the Timpview Stage. I'm leaving. Graduating. Hundreds of my brothers and sisters will I never see again. This was so beautiful, too. Everything was so perfect, and so happy, and so sad. I am of course looking forward to meeting new people and everything, and I know that I really will see these people again someday, but it's very emotional for me nonetheless. I just wish I could do something more for each of these people. Something that they will never forget, and will change their beautiful unique lives for the better forever. I wish that I could really show everyone how much I love them, but no matter what I do is not enough.

I can't give them a real gift by just setting up lights for their shows. It's not even enough to pour my soul into the music we play, so that our musical gift is the best it can possibly be. But what can I do? I'm so very small. Just a tiny dot in a world that billions and billions of people have lived and will live on. Most of them I will never be able to see, or help, but I want to! What can I do? I want to know.

Sometimes I think that what I've done is special, or that I do a lot for other people, but I don't. I feel terrible when I look back at how many people I could've helped, but I was too caught up in my tiny little world of my own to notice. I was too selfish, or too "busy" to help one of my eternal siblings in a time of need. And here I am again, being "tired" when there's so much work to be done--that needs to be done and needs me to do it.

My thought train sort of ran away from me there. Basically, I will very much miss the Timpview Band when I have to leave, and all of the people in it. And all of the other people that I've ever met. I even miss the people who I haven't met yet and it's driving me insane! I know that there are so many people out there who I know and love, but I don't know how I'm going to find them!

I'm so very excited to serve a mission. I want to find my brothers and sisters, and make sure that we can get back to the celestial kingdom together. 

One Away and One Back

Dr. Fullmer, the teacher who has taught me more than any other teacher at all of Timpview, will not be teaching at Timpview next year. This makes me sad for many reasons. First off, I feel extremely sad for all of the kids, particularly my younger siblings, who will not be able to have his as a teacher, because I have learned so many important life lessons from him. I really don't know what kind of a person I would be without Dr. Fullmer's influence on my life. He has really helped me to grow up and to become a better person. All of the little speeches that he would always give us about running for the roses, and building up our team, and loving each other will always stick with me. I really don't know anyone who can make people want to do and be better like he can, and I cannot express how grateful to him I am for the opportunity to learn from him, and I will do all that I can to teach those lessons to others.



Kristen Blair, my wonderful friend who as also taught me more than I could ever hope to be able to repay, is returning from Vienna today, and I am very excited to have her back in my life! She has been such a wonderful example to me, and has also helped me to become a much better person than I would otherwise be. We have many adventures awaiting us.



I have learned so very much from many people in my life, and I only wish that I could express how grateful I am, or that I could pay them back in some way. Because of them, because of the wonderfulness of how much I have changed and improved, I will do my very best to pass along the things that I have learned to as many people as will listen, because the things that the people in my life have taught me have been so wonderful that they should impact many many more people than just me. Thank you everyone, for teaching me and helping me grow.

A Good Day

Wake up at 6 to work all day? Usually, that wouldn't sound so fun, but in this case, I didn't really have to work so much as babysit the auditorium, which included having a music party, playing the piano, and chilling with friends, and getting paid to do it. Yes, I'd say state drama was a wonderful success. Not to mention the fact that our 1 act play got first place, straight superiors, and Parker and Miriam won the respective best actor and best actress awards, and they certainly deserved them! I also awarded myself the laziest techie award.

After state, I went to Kat's house for a few minutes just to chill, and then I went to the Woodruff's house where I beat Aaron Davis at chess, even with the handicap of me starting missing my castles and my knights. And then we had a wonderful party at Pizza Pie Cafe, which is always great. Always. Finally, we went to Steph Tidwell's house and just chilled for another 45 minutes or so. It was a good day. A good good day.

This is actually really deep

Rather a steak in a chalet than a gristle in a castle.

This is a line from the one act play, and at first I though that it was just more gibberish, but this line is really much more than that.

A chalet is a little cottage, by the way, for any of you who didn't already know that.

But think about it, it is far better to be a wonderful steak in a humble little chalet than a mere gristle in a majestic castle.


Right now I feel a bit like a gristle in a chalet. I think I should sleep now. 

Things I Really Like Right Now

Scholarships
Letters
Chalk
Frisbee
Phone Calls
Music
People (Rye, Jesp, Kat, Kate, Miriam, Maren, Karli, Cami, Tayla, Zoe, Wendy, Miranda, Shelby, Woodruffs!) Of course that's not all, though. I like many many more people than that. Just particularly those people right now.

Chalk

I do believe this was a very good way to utilize the first 15 and a half pieces of my newly purchased 156 pieces of sidewalk chalk. Basically Riley and I set out on an adventure that led us to using 10 pieces of chalk in the driveway (and surrounding neighborhood) of Kat Moulton. Obviously, after that we kidnapped Kat and with her Chalked Miriam Bay's house, using approximately 5 and a half more pieces on her. This does not mean that we love Miriam any less than we love Kat, it just means that it was getting a bit late.

Also my car was acting funny, but that is a story for another time.

Sometimes You Get Cold Feet

No, I'm not too scared to go through with something that I already agreed to; my feet are just cold.

Symphonic Tour Number the Last

The itinerary:


Monday, April 2 

7:30am  Everyone please help load the trailer (chairs, stands, percussion, heavy metal)

8:05am  GO TO CLASS!!!
Yeah, right........

12:20pm  Load buses

12:40pm  Meeting in bandroom (have your  itinerary on you and be ready to name everyone in SB)

12:50pm  Leave Timpview, sack lunch from home

2:30pm  Arrive Wellington; rest stop at park (snacks?)

3:00pm  Leave Wellington

5:00pm  Arrive Moab; dinner ($)

5:45pm  Arrive Grand CountyHigh School; section rehearsals

7:00pm  Full rehearsal

8:30pm  Meeting (snacks?)

9:30pm  Leave Moab

10:30pm  Arrive in Monticello; Check in at Inn at the Canyons 435.487.2458

11:30pm  Lights Out    

Tuesday, March 29 

7:00am  UP!

7:45am  Leave the motel; walk to the temple
It was soooo windy and freezing cold, so a very nice man let us into the church next to the temple and we ate in there.

8:00am  Arrive Monticello Temple; Breakfast (P)

8:30am  Leave the Temple, walk to MHS

8:45am  Meet the equipment truck at Monticello HS

9:00am  Clinic with Mr. Erickson

10:30am  Combined rehearsal with Monticello HS

11:15am  Leave Monticello; sack lunch (P)

11:45noon Arrive Blanding; Tour Edge of the Cedars State Park
Fun stuff

1:00pm  Leave Blanding

2:00pm  Arrive Goosenecks State Park
Wonderful place.

2:15pm  Leave Goosenecks

3:00pm  Arrive Montezuma Creek; rehearsal at Whitehorse HS

4:00pm  Combined rehearsal with Whitehorse Band
They were so very cool. I miss them.

5:30pm  Dinner (P) with Whitehorse students 

7:00pm  Leave Montezuma Creek

8:30pm  Arrive Monticello; attend "Wassermusik" recital
We went swimming.

10:30pm  In rooms

11:30pm  Lights Out

Wednesday, March 30

6:30am  Augen aufmachen!

7:15am  Leave Monticello

7:45am  Breakfast at Wilson Arch (P)
We didn't eat there, but it was a wonderful arch.

8:30am  Arrive Hole in the Rock House

9:00am  Leave Hole in the Rock

10:15pm  Arrive Green River; rest stop

10:45pm  Leave Green River

11:45noon Arrive Price; Lunch ($)

12:30pm  Leave Price

1:45pm  Arrive Maple Mountain HS; change into black

2:30pm  Symphonic Band warm up

3:00pm  Symphonic Band performance; Concert Band listens
I think we did well. :)

3:30pm  Both bands listen to Provo

4:00pm  Concert Band warm up; Symphonic Band listens to Orem

4:30pm  Concert Band performance; Symphonic Band listens

5:00pm  both bands load buses; both bands leave Maple Mountain HS

6:00pm  both bands arrive Timpview HS














I am going to miss band a ridiculous amount. This tour was so fun! And basically it just made me amazingly happy to be with my awesome and wonderful band friends. Especially Asher, Nate, Kate, Cami, Wendy, Mary, Allison, Macy, Ree, Nick, Christian, Kent, Bao, Etc... 


And playing frisbee with Joseph and Josh and people was awesome. And me and Ree chilling whilst the band rehearsed Elsa's, exactly like last year (we even talked about the same exact things.) And I enjoyed the bus rides, where we listened to Mr. Tippetts tell us stories for hours, and I told riddles to Cami and Nate and laughed to myself as they figured them out. And the good weather (well, mostly good weather) and just the wonderful happiness that band brings. 


And of course game night was glorious. Playing Indian Attack was absolutely classic. Oh band, how I shall miss thee. What a wonderful thing. 


There's really nothing like band tour at all. Nothing out in the whole wide world. 


I love adventuring, and I love people. 

Etch-a-Sketch Endeavors

I just really enjoy doing this.

And before you go and tell me how good they are, just consider the fact that if I had drawn these on a piece of paper they would be under the "Terrible" category. So I'm still not good at art, just at replicating my poor artistic ability on the etch-a-sketch.

I Know What to do With My Life

I have finally figured out what I should do with my life! I can't believe that I didn't see it before!

First of all, I'm going to quit percussion, and all music, in fact. No more wasting my time playing piano or fiddling around with drums. I'm done with that junk.
Also, I'm quitting journalism, and anything else that has to do with writing. I know that I've always aspired to be a writer, but I really don't have what it takes. I guess that I don't even enjoy it all that much, it's just, yuck.
And my little passtimes like Chess and stuff are out too. Hobbies are distracting me from my ultimate goal.
Finally, I'm contacting BYU and telling them that I no longer want to attend, because the answer to what I'm going to do has just come in the mail.

I just received a scholarship to play basketball at the University of Utah. 


It's seriously like all my dreams have come true. This is a real chance for me to let people see my real talent, for it is on the court that I really shine. I plan to play for 4 years for UVU, and lead them to some incredible victories, and then I'll go straight on to play professional basketball. This is a great option for me, I feel, because I will have plenty of money and I won't have to spend time studying or anything like that. I know that I haven't let many people know about my secret passion for basketball because I thought that they would make fun of me, but now that I'm actually playing on a college team I don't even care what people think about me anymore, because I will be doing what I love. I'm so excited!

 This will be me one day.

 My hero, right there.

 So cool.

Look at that. Wow. 

There's really nothing quite like that feeling you get when the ball swishes right through the hoop from a perfect three. It's just paradise. 

Oh, and in case you didn't quite realize yet...

April fools.