July 25, 2005

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

I have finally finished reading it, and it was great! It has taken me longer than I had expected but things came up, and my attention span seems to be getting shorter and shorter.
Overall I give the book a 4.5 out of 5, due to its quick and somewhat dull ending. The plot of the end was excellent, but the last chapter and maybe even just the last few pages were a little cheesy. I don’t know, though, maybe it was just too emotional for me to grasp. All in all, though, the book was great and one of my favorites, full of plot twists and new material.


The book had a lot of one of my favorite characters in it, Tom Riddle (you know, before he was Voldemort) but only one, last name mention of Colin Creevy, my second favorite character.
My favorite parts about the book were the memories that Harry and Dumbledore watched in the pensive about Tom Riddle’s life, growing up. I also liked the chapter “The Cave.” That one could give someone a nightmare…

That’s all for my review, I don’t want to give the whole book away. Though I must say I was wholly disappointed by whom the Half-Blood Prince was…*shakes head*

Trek: Day One

Trek: Day 1
Wednesday, July 13, 2005

We had to be at the church at 8:45 am, in our trek outfits (work clothes). My mom was going to drive some kids to the place where the whole stake was supposed to meet, but there were plenty of cars so she didn’t have to.
Before we left North Bend my car stopped at the Chevron station to get some drinks. It felt off going into a store with our costumes on, and I am sure the girl who was in line behind us felt just as odd about being near us.
It was a very long drive, but eventually we got to the place we were supposed to be. We were given a color and a number and then we checked in. After checking in, we ate the lunch we had packed and had a sort of “opening exercises” thing.
Next we got sorted into our families. I was in the red company (there were three companies, red, green and blue) and the Ross family. Since nobody in our family knew each other, we had to introduce ourselves and memorize each others names. We had five girls: Maribel (Moe), Sarah, Rachelle (she had a twin in another family, and it got a little crazy), Shelby, and me, and we had four boys: Ben, Ethan, Jordan and Logan (Lagoon/Goon).
Once we all knew each other’s names we worked on packing our hand cart. Luckily the first time was the hardest and we got quicker, because that took about a half hour to forty-five minutes alone. After we had packed we had a family meeting and decided to adopt a “baby” and nominate a “big brother” and “big sister.” Our baby (which was a bag of wheat that had been drawn on) had girly eyes and hair, but it was really a boy named Luke. It weighed about 7 ½ pounds and couldn’t be set in the hand cart or on the ground at any time.
After the green company had left we lined up to leave next. Moe and I started out as pushers, which is really one of the hardest positions because you can’t see anything that is coming. It wasn’t until after we had started up the steep hill that we got to switch and move to the front to pull on the side bars.
The first hill was the hardest, as the wheels would occasionally get caught on rocks and the hill seemed nearly vertical. Once we had reached the top, tough, it was awesome, because we got to go up to a cross and look out over where we had come. We took a little water and bathroom break and continued on our way. The next few miles weren’t that bad, because it was mostly flat, but soon it became rocky and slightly steeper. We had to had to have two boys that would just turn the wheels as they got caught on huge rocks. This lasted for several miles, somewhere in the middle having a break. After our break we had to unpack our handcarts for our shawls and coats ( a huge pain) and then we continued on. The best part was that I got to be a plusher, a word my group made up for the people who push on the main bar in front of the hand cart. Logan and I pushed that until some adults said that the people who were supposed to be pulling the rope, and the piece of wood we had tied it around, weren’t really pulling. We traded with them and since we were so close behind the group in front of us we pretty much just walked, occasionally speeding up to tail-gate the cart in front of us (who I guess Logan knew).
We all kept going until really late into the night, about 11:00 pm or so. We set up our camp, in the dark, which was a couple of tarps and our sleeping bags and went to sleep. When the food had finally arrived it was about 1:00 am or so and most of our family wouldn’t wake up so those of us who were awake, Ben, Rachelle, Sarah our Pa and I, all got second of broth and rolls. I just had two rolls, on account of me not liking broth.

Well that was day one of trek, right there. A long day, since I have been up since about 5:00 am or so.

July 18, 2005

American Idol Theories: Math Class

Here is a theory Hannah made up about Randall (Adam), from my math class:

The American Idols theories
Randall walks into the stage room where he sees our three favorite judges.
"So what will you be singing today?" Simon asks in that monotone voice
"Your mom will be singing today" Randall goes off into a laughing fit while the judges stare at each other with black faces.
Randall decides that the song for him is going to be some song he learned in German class.
As Randall sings in German the judges state at each other again.
"So how did I do, better than your mom!"
"Umm that was horrible singing and it was in a different language," Randy says still puzzled why he was singing in German.
"Your mom is a horrible German singer,"
"Hon, I thought it was really pure German," Paula says in her pushover voice.
"your mom is pure,"
"That was just ghastly with a capital G" Simon says as he starts to crack up.
"Well your mom is ghastly"
"Umm I think we can all say its defiantly a no," By this time Randy was getting annoyed at the jokes
"Well your mom is a no," Randall says as he walks out of the door into the hallways.

That is so Randall.
Here is one I wrote about Curtle:

Curtis walked into the room pumped and ready to go.
“A’ight,” He said smiling, “what do I do here?” The judges just stared at him.
“This is a singing competition, you sing a song.” Simon said bluntly.
“Whoa!” Curtis said making stop signals with his hands, “Settle! Nobody ever told me about this one.”
“How could you not know dawg?” Randy questioned.
“Hmmm…maybe I should sing something.” Curtis said.
“Go ahead.” Simon motioned as he spoke. Curtis took a deep breath and started singing, but he couldn’t keep from laughing,
“Did you ever know that you’re my heeeee-roooooo! *snortlaughspit* You’re everything I wish…phfffff...” he cracked up. Simon just sat back and sighed.
“I just don’t know if you’re right for this competition.” Paula finally said.
“What do you mean?” Curtis said.
“It’s horrific.” Simon said.
“Hey…I think I’m starting to see a pattern here.” Curtis said grinning.
“I say no, man, no.” Randy decided.
“Yup. Definitely, a pattern. Totally saw that one coming.”
“A pattern?” Simon said, slightly amused.
“Yes sir. I am good at patterns. Especially the random ones.”
“I’m not even going to ask.” Simon said motioning for him to leave. Paula leaned up over the table.
“Your not too bad honey, just not for us. I like the way your socks match my necklace though.”
“Like I said, a pattern, a pattern!” Curtis walked out.

It's not as good, but oh well. I guess nobody ever made one for Justin, poor kid.


Last year, when we had plenty of time, my friends and I would write things called "Theories." They would be about us and our friends when we became adults. This particular one was written by Steve and I:

Crazy USA

Chapter One (Hillary’s)

After Hillary had been married to JPL for some time she decided to call her old buddy up on the phone. "Hey Liz?" She said "remember our 8th grade yearbooks?" Lindsey put Hillary on hold and read Hillary's message about world domination. They began to reminisce when Hillary couldn't hold it in. "Uncle Eric is staying at my house for a week!" Lindsey squealed! She had always wanted to meet the infamous Eric, DDR, bagpipes and all. She packed her bags and headed to the USA on a business trip. Once in Texas she and Hillary (who got a babysitter) went out to Spring Creek Barbeque to discuss their plans. "We are going to need help." Lindsey said. "We are going to need Randall’s help." Hillary finished. She looked up her old buddy on schoolmates.com and found his phone number. They called him and told him the plan. "Excellent!" he said leaning back in his huge arm chair. He met them in Washington DC to make a plan. Since 9th grade he had gotten a spray on tan and a new wardrobe. They discussed their plans of making the new Commie government controlled by President Steve. They convinced the secret service to help them by giving them what they really wanted, money. Hillary ran into the oval office with a roll of clear packing tape. Steve was asleep, drooling on the desk covered in papers. She took the tape and taped him to the chair and his face to the desk. She put some big noise-blocking ear phones on him and taped the door shut. Climbing out the window and into another room where the first lady, Hannah, was knitting she attacked her with the packing tape. She screamed as the secret service sat eating donuts and talking about life. Randall rigged up the satellite dish and put Lindsey on every TV in America's screen. "Never fear America, the cavalry is here!" A loud cheer could be heard coming up from the American streets and the three burned the Communist manifesto sitting in place of the constitution. It was a happy day for all, especially the secret service, because they got the Krispy Creams.

Chapter Two (Steve’s)
Using only one piece of tape like a conservative would do, Steve easily got up from the desk and crawled out the window. Steve very tired grabbed a cup of joe and turned off the power stopping the satellite signal entirely. Steve then walked into his walk in closet and grabbed a extra copy of the communist manifesto, leaving 5000 copies of it left. Stephen being the communist that he was decided to grab tape and get Hillary back. After sneaking around to find her, he noticed her snooping around for a power switch. Since communism is all about sharing, and being equal Stephen thought he should put the tape on equally throughout her body plastering her against the wall. The guards sitting there watching laughed and ate more and more donuts until falling asleep from the vast amount of food consumed. Now that communism was back in order Stephen was going to dress up as bush and choke on his favorite type of pretzel while sending the video to NBC where it was posted throughout there nightly lineup. What a great night for communism.

Chapter Three (Hillary’s)
Seeing as Hillary apparently was saving of tape so she could kill her other enemies and the ozone by burning the tape later. Steve used an equal amount on her. She hopped down from the wall and made a plan with her bounty hunter, Mr. Vieira. He loaded up his holsters and trucked down to where Steve was pretending to be Bush, for some weird reason. He caught him with no trouble at all, since being a Communist he had never learned self defense. Hillary Lewis, Randall the Cool, and Lindsey Pilot paid him a fine sum. He bought DDR and never made anyone do another science warm-up again. In fact they all became best of friends! Now that Steve was locked away in a cell underground, doomed to play Paranoia Eternal on heavy for the rest of his life, the world would be at peace under the capitalist government of the Power Squad!

Steven Wright

My Uncle sent this to me a long time ago:

If you're not familiar with the work of Steven Wright, he's the guy who once said: "I woke up one morning and all of my stuff had been stolen...and replaced by exact duplicates."

His mind sees things differently than we do - to our amazement and amusement.
Here are some more of his gems:

I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize.

Borrow money from pessimists - they don't expect it back.

Half the people you know are below average.

99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name.

42.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot.

A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.

All those who believe in psycho kinesis, raise my hand.

The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.

OK, so what's the speed of dark?

How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink?

If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.

Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.

When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.

Hard work pays off in the future, laziness pays off now.

I intend to live forever - so far, so good.

If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

My mechanic told me, "I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder."

Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.

A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.

Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

The hardness of the butter is proportional to the softness of the bread.

To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.

The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.

The sooner you fall behind, the more time you'll have to catch up.

The colder the x-ray table, the more of your body is required to be on it.

Everyone has a photographic memory, some just don't have film.

Mind Prober

On my computer we have a personality test that is super accurate. I took the test some years ago and decided to take it again this morning. Here are the results from when I took the test the first time:

Original Test:

What You See!

You are likely to see Hillary doing favors for those who are closest to her. She enjoys having the respect of others, and although she wants to have friends, she's far from being obsessed with what other people think of her. She gives everyone a fair chance to be her friend. In general, she is comfortable being in her own skin, and would not want to trade places with anyone.

What You Don't See!

The foundation of Hillary's private self is her inner sense of tranquility. She feels very much a part of her world, and correct within her peer group. This feeling serves her well in almost everything she does, and the only time she loses it is when she allows her inner self to be unduly influenced by the moods of others. But these disruptions last only as long as she is around other people. She will right herself as soon as she is back within the confines of her own group.

Bubbling Under the Surface!

Hillary seldom hates, but when she does, she only hates what everybody else does. For example, she is likely to have a strong dislike for the Ayatollah Khomeini and Colonel Khadaffi. She is not a person of strong intractable feelings. She would change her feelings quickly, for instance, if the United States signed a peace treaty with Iran.

Special Attractions

Hillary enjoys people who are just like her; friendly and stable. Living and working around such people not only helps her to maintain her even-handed perspective towards life, but also adds to her self-confidence.

Habits and Addictions

Things that are "different", bizarre or unpredictable threaten Hillary's sense of security more than they do other peoples'. Hillary feels most comfortable when she is blending in with the crowd. You'll see her wearing what is currently in style, behaving in socially acceptable ways, never calling attention to herself with eccentric habits. Hillary feels that what is good enough for other people suits her just fine. She cannot understand why anyone would want to be stared at. She is a totally social being, comfortable with the decisions of others on most issues and and has never seen any reason to question her lifestyle. The highest praise you can give Hillary is to call her a normal person.

Career Leanings

Hillary has never given a boss gray hair in her life. She has good, reliable work habits and performance, and gets along well with her fellow workers. She has the ability to fit into almost any work group, and is a good team player. As long as Hillary is treated fairly, she will fulfill her part of the employment bargain and perform her job well, if not brilliantly. Hillary experiences no extreme emotional highs and lows, so her productivity is steady. She is not given to rocking the office boat, and stays out of conflicts. Her views and opinions tend to go along with those of her fellow workers, and she is about the least likely employee rebel against office rules or make trouble.

How to Make Friends with Hillary

Once you learn what's important to Hillary, becoming her friend is a cinch. At the top of her priorities is acceptance by her crowd. Hillary is the type of person whose attitudes, likes and dislikes closely conform to those of her peers. That makes her an easy person to get to know if you are willing to become a natural part of her environment (e.g., live in the same neighborhood, work together, belong to the same club). Such people are usually friendly and liked by everybody around them and are active members of any group to which they belong. In fact, they identify so closely with those around them that their personality will sometimes even mirror the persona of the group as a whole.

How to Influence Hillary

Hillary is a relatively simple person to convince, if you remember one thing: tie the desired behavior or action to an appealing reward and the undesirable position or action to an aversive punishment. For example, if you are trying to get her to do a work task for you, convince her of the fun she'll have doing it. Remind her of how bored she will be if she doesn't do this work. Make sure when you set out to persuade her, you line up the related rewards to conform with the goal of your persuasion. Remember, she wants to see clearly what's in it for her, and if the advantages of your position include social acceptance or popularity, all the better.

Now here are the results from this morning...

Recent Test:

What You See!

Hillary may have the public image of a chameleon. She changes colors as necessary to blend into her environment. If her friends work hard and accept life as it comes, she will too. But if they are unhappy or chronically complaining, even their negative moods may influence her. Strangely enough, with this easily influenced personality, she remains fairly consistent when it comes to her inner emotions and values.

What You Don't See!

The foundation of Hillary's private self is her inner sense of tranquility. She feels very much a part of her world, and correct within her peer group. This feeling serves her well in almost everything she does, and the only time she loses it is when she allows her inner self to be unduly influenced by the moods of others. But these disruptions last only as long as she is around other people. She will right herself as soon as she is back within the confines of her own group.

Bubbling Under the Surface!

Hillary despises conflicts with others. She does not like to be confronted with anger, either her own or someone else's. She hates to rock the boat and seeks to end disagreements before they escalate. If this tactic fails, then she withdraws from the scene.

Special Attractions

Practicality is very important to Hillary. For instance, she is more likely to buy something if it is useful or durable, and she's certainly one to avoid that which is out-of-the-ordinary. She tries to maintain her basic level-headedness in every aspect of her sojourn through life.

What Dr. Freud Has to Say About Hillary

If Hillary is overly preoccupied about the health of someone and protecting her from illness, she may be demonstrating the defense mechanism of reaction formation. Here she covers up an underlying anger by acting out the opposite behavior.

Habits and Addictions

Originality is not Hillary's strong point and she likes it that way just fine. Let other people get all the attention and make fools of themselves if they like. Hillary is happy going along with popular opinion. In fact, Hillary literally is popular opinion. If you ask her her views on nearly any issue, you can be sure that a substantial percentage of people agree with her. Hillary craves and loves acceptance in the crowd, and her way ot achieve that is to row with the current, not against it.

Career Leanings

Hillary has never given a boss gray hair in her life. She has good, reliable work habits and performance, and gets along well with her fellow workers. She has the ability to fit into almost any work group, and is a good team player. As long as Hillary is treated fairly, she will fulfill her part of the employment bargain and perform her job well, if not brilliantly. Hillary experiences no extreme emotional highs and lows, so her productivity is steady. She is not given to rocking the office boat, and stays out of conflicts. Her views and opinions tend to go along with those of her fellow workers, and she is about the least likely employee rebel against office rules or make trouble.
How to Make Friends with Hillary

If making friends with Hillary is your goal, be prepared to share the same values as her peers, friends and family. At the very least, you'll need to act as if you enjoy doing the things that they like to do. Remember that Hillary is above all a socially sensitive person, eager to conform to the expectations and opinions of her crowd, her neighbors and others close to her. Don't expect her to venture off with you too far beyond the regular haunts of her friends, unless they are going off on their own accord. Hillary is a loyal group member who will rarely swim against the current of popular opinion; there is not a rebellious bone in her body. So be aware that conformity and acceptance are desirable behavior to her.

How to Influence Hillary

Hillary is your purely social animal; she is very obedient to authority and subservient to the will of the larger group. One technique that is likely to have positive results in persuading Hillary involves making an appeal to authority. For instance, you might refer to the President's energy conservation program before asking her to turn down the heat or air conditioning In a similar fashion, persuasion methods that involve identification with friends or people who Hillary admires are apt to be successful (e.g., Joe Montana eats this cereal or Cher made this perfume). If something is accepted by so-called authority figures than Hillary will have no trouble accepting it also.

July 17, 2005

Trek Clothes and Dance Fun

~Trek Clothes~
I finally decided to post the long awaited pictures of my two trek dresses. I made most of them myself with help from my Mom. I am now a sewing pro!

The top picture is my work outfit, or the outfit that I wore most of the time and the bottom is my "Sunday" outfit. Both of the dresses and bonnets come from the same pattern, and the apron if the same except we took a bit of creative license with the Sunday apron.

~The Dance~
As if trek wasn't enough excitement for one day, I and some friends went to the tri-stake dance on Saturday night. I called Lindsey, but she had work. Luckily Hannah could go

and I gave Josie a ride to and from as well.
It was a great dance. The music was the best of most of the dances so far and Hannah even did the Electric Slide with me.
After the dance my parents drove us home, but not after searching Redmond for Curry flavoring (which we never found) and being accused of holding a lengthy conversation with a Russian guy at a game store (it never happened!).

I guess that is all I have to say for now,

I'm Back...

Well, I am home from trek. It’s great to be home, able to shower and sleep in my own bed again, but it’s still a little weird. Maybe I just feel odd because I was up until 1:30 am, last night.
Lots of stuff seems to have happened while I was gone.
-My aunt had her baby, Rylee, who is super cute!
-Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince came out, and my family actually got it at midnight (a true first).
-I made money…I don’t know how, but there was quite a few ones sitting on my dresser when I came home.
-My friend got a heart, or at least a more sensitive one, minus the fact that she still doesn’t seem to like kids.
-Over a hundred people visited this blog. (Those fanlistings really do work!)
I guess that isn’t too much stuff, but it seems like a lot, especially in four days.
I am too tired right now to go any deeper on the subject, if it could get any deeper at all.

July 11, 2005

Books and Talks

Right now I am reading a great book called A Marvelous Work and a Wonder. It is a basic overview of the beliefs of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, full of quotes, scriptures and all of that good stuff. It is about 28 chapters, but they are pretty easy to read and not that long. As far as I know, the only copy that the King County Library System has is in the Bellevue library; however you can always order books from another library.
I highly recommend this book to anyone who is a member of the Church, who is investigating the Church, or just wants to learn more. It is originally a reference for missionaries, but I think every member should read it.

Want to get this book from the library?
Want to buy this book online?

Yesterday, from the library at church, I borrowed a CD recording of a talk by Floyd Westin, called “The 17 Points of the True Church.” The speaker is talking about an experience that he his air force bound buddies had in college, where they went through the Bible and wrote down the things that a true church of Christ must have. After they compiled the list they went to many churches interviewing ministers and priests. At the time the young men began this project, none of them were member of the LDS church.
The talk was wonderful and I highly recommend it. It’s very informative and has several funny moments.
This talk is not available for purchase on Amazon, or for rental at the library, but you can probably get it at your meeting house’s library or from a store that sells Church items, such as Deseret or something. If I can find it I will post a link.

Over and Out,

July 8, 2005

The Power of the Church

I first read this while I was reading A Marvelous Work and a Wonder and I liked it, so I figured I would post it here. It is titled "A Catholic Utterance."

Many years ago a learned man, a member of the Roman Catholic Church, came to
Utah and spoke from the stand of the Salt Lake Tabernacle. I became
well-acquainted with him, and we conversed freely and frankly. A great scholar,
with perhaps a dozen languages at his tongue's end, he seemed to know all about
theology, law, literature, science and philosophy. One day he said to me: "You
Mormons are all ignoramuses. You don't even know the strength of your own
position. It is so strong that there is only one other tenable in the whole
Christian world, and that is the position of the Catholic Church. The issue is
between Catholicism and Mormonism. If we are right, you are wrong; if you are
right, we are wrong; and that's all there is to it. The Protestants haven't a
leg to stand on. For, if we are wrong, they are wrong with us, since they were a
part of us and went out from us; while if we are right, they are apostates whom
we cut off long ago. If we have the apostolic succession from St. Peter, as we
claim, there is no need of Joseph Smith and Mormonism; but if we have not that
succession, then such a man as Joseph Smith was necessary, and Mormonism's
attitude is the only consistent one. It is either the perpetuation of the gospel
from ancient times, or the restoration of the gospel in latter days."

I would be glad to read any comments on this subject.

I quoted this from the site: http://www.blankslate.net/texts/catholic.php

I also found this, while reading online, and thought it was interesting:

"Dr. White," said Count Tolstoy, "I wish you would tell me about your American religion."
"We have no state church in America," replied Dr. White.
"I know that, but what about your American religion?"
Patiently then Dr. White explained to the Count that in America there are many religions,
and that each person is free to belong to the particular church in which he is interested.
To this Tolstoy impatiently replied: "I know all of this, but I want to know about the American religion. Catholicism originated in Rome; the Episcopal Church originated in England; the Lutheran Church in Germany, but the Church to which I refer originated in America, and is commonly known as the
Mormon Church. What can you tell me of the teachings of the Mormons?"
"Well," said Dr. White, "I know very little concerning them. They have an unsavory reputation, they practice polygamy, and are very superstitious." Then Count
Leo Tolstoy, in his honest and stern, but lovable, manner, rebuked the

"Dr. White, I am greatly surprised and disappointed that a man of
your great learning and position should be so ignorant on this important
subject. The Mormon people teach the American religion; their principles teach
the people not only of Heaven and its attendant glories, but how to live so that
their social and economic relations with each other are placed on a sound basis.
If the people follow the teachings of this Church, nothing can stop their
progress -- it will be limitless. There have been great movements started in the
past but they have died or been modified before they reached maturity. If
Mormonism is able to endure, unmodified, until it reaches the third and fourth
generation, it is destined to become the greatest power the world has ever

Anyway, I got this from: http://www.blankslate.net/texts/tolstoy.php

July 3, 2005

Pitty? Why?

Whenever I tell people that I don't curse, date (or have any relationships), do things on Sunday, or that I go to seminary before school, why do they always try to show pity on me? I choose to live that way. I am very happy this way. Look at the bright side, I don't need anything like drugs, swearing or love to make me happy. I, like every other Molly Mormon and Peter Pristhood, am high on life. Just reading the scriptures and knowing God's plan make me happy enough and replace every other type of false joy.
I don't need alcohol,
I don't need violence,
I don't need drugs,
I don't need romance,
I don't need R rated stuff,
All I need is good clean fun,
And that does not include your faux pitty...

Anyway, I guess that is my rant today...*crickets*