Best weekend ever!!

Yeah, that's right. You heard me. This weekend has surely been one of the greatest weekends of my life, no doubt about it. So what has made this particular weekend so great, you say? Welll....

Friday was my birthday. That statement right there tells you that it was a pretty special day, but it was more than just, ya know, "today's my birthday, yay.." First off, it was a late start, so school started two hours later. Second off, it was a school-wide pajama day, so I, of course, wore my PJ's to school. Third off, Erin made me an awesome birthday cake (pictured) that we got to eat at lunch with a whole bunch of my friends, who sang happy birthday to me right before we ate the cake. And fourth off, I got to do lots of various activities with both Erin and Kira after school.

First was going to see the junior high's production of Disney's High School Musical, which our friend Dan is in (he played the announcer, Jack Scott, and did a dang good job in doing so.) The quality of the production was typical of junior high musicals, but it was still really good and I had a great time.

Next off was going to see the Jon Schmidt concert at Viewmont. Ten minutes before the concert started, my friend Adrian, who is really good friends with Jon Schmidt, invited me backstage to meet him. I was amazed at how cool of a guy he is. Seriously, he was very lively and upbeat, probably the most upbeat person I've ever met, which is pretty awesome. The concert was amazing - if you've never seen this guy play the piano before, you NEED to see him in concert - he really puts on a show. But this particular show was special to me because he wished me a happy 17th birthday and acknowledged that to the entire audience, while playing me a short birthday song ("This is a birthday song, it isn't very long..!"). He also played another song just for me that I requested him play, "Pachelbel Meets U2". I really felt special at that concert last night. Jon, you are one of my heroes.

Finally the girls and I got Papa Murphy's pizza and we met back at my house to watch a movie. At 11:30 PM, after spending eight hours with them doing stuff, I drove them home. They're really awesome friends.

Anyway, Saturday was prom, and that day started out being quite stressful for me, what with my family being somewhat uncooperative on working with me to get ready and all that, but it all worked out. Around 12:30 I picked up my date, Dana, to come to my house to play board games with Adrian and date Miranda, and the temporarily-dateless Stormie. We played a couple games that I hadn't played in several years, such as Motor Mouth. It was pretty fun. Then around 4:30 I picked up Dana again, as well as both Stormie and her date, Kyle (the Prom King, I must add) to take them back to my house to meet up with Adrian, Miranda, Matt, and Lyndsay to go out to dinner at the Olive Garden.

We got there and realized that it was an hour long wait so we instead travelled over to the nearby mall to look around and count how many weird looks that we were getting. (I think we got up to 65 before we stopped caring enough to count.) Dinner was great; most of us ended up getting cheese ravioli for some reason. At the table there were small tubular packages of sugar, and we kept on putting packages of sugar in our mouths to get, er, "high" off. :P Great times, great times. Of course, the dance itself was fun, (though getting there wasn't always the case, with people complaining about my scary driving and my tendency to tailgate Matt often :D) and Dana and I had an awesome time.

So that was my awesome weekend. Yeah, I never know how to close these blog posts anymore. I can't think of any closing lines for this post, so as I usually say.. insert cool closing statement here!!

No-rules volleyball = INTENSE

Just got back from a combined stake-wide priest/laurel activity. We basically went to a park and ate barbequed hamburgers and hot dogs, and did whatever else people do in a park. A few of my friends decided to go up and, er, "check out" the volleyball net there, so I finished my food and went up to join the volleyball game in progress.

I must say, volleyball must be the most intense sport on the planet. Especially the way my group played it. We didn't really care much about the rules or anything, we just decided to hit the ball and have a great time. We even decided to make up a plot to destroy the other team's sand castle that they were making (we were playing in a sandlot). Great times, great times.

So, I've been hanging in there. My birthday's coming up a week from this Friday, and I've planned lots of various activities that happen to coincide with this special(ish) event, such as going to see the junior high's musical, going to a Jon Schmidt concert, and going to prom. So yeah, that'll all be fun.

Well folks, this is Kilroy, signing out. See ya'lls later.

Yay, church dances

First off, a quote from a post on Less Than Dan, titled "Straight out of Mormonville" :

"Tonight there was a stake dance, just as there usually is from time to time.

Keep in mind, I regularly don't go to these shindigs. Why? For the most part, we are required to wear crappy clothing (i.e. collar and tie), and secondly, they never play any cool music (Hah!). On this particular occasion, however, my friends were pressuring me to go, so I did. I must admit: It was worth it."

Welp, turns out that I went to this multi-stake dance as well. (the 16 to 18 year old one, as opposed to the 14 to 15 year old one that Dan probably went to.) Usually it's only maybe two or three stakes that are a part of these dances, and to be honest, I don't have any close friends that are in my stake or in the immediately surrounding ones, so I've never gone to any of these church-sponsored dances before. But this one had a whopping seven stakes involved. And hey, I actually knew some people that were attending this dance! Of course, I had Adrian pressuring me to go, and with the fact that a few of my, er, "girlfriends" were attending too, I just couldn't resist going.

And it was indeed worth it. I got to really talk with a few close friends that I hadn't really talked to for a while, slow danced with a few girls, and I even, after talking it over with some people there, decided for sure who I'm gonna ask to prom. Yikes. But yeah, this was well worth going to. (Turns out these church-sponsored dances weren't all that bad after all! :P)

I love my friends

Well, it's Easter Sunday, and also the last day of Spring Break. This break has actually been pretty good; not only did I manage to get away from doing my calculus "homework" that I was supposed to be doing all this week (I can barely do math at school, imagine doing it while you're on a week-long break), but I did lots of fun things with my friends, and stuff.

....ummm, okay, well, not everything was particularly fun, but.... yeah. So, to start things off, on Friday, I had to work a 3 to close, for the fourth Friday in a row. Ugh. What especially sucked was that I had to help Arbys (er... Ryan) close for his first time ever as a shift leader. That's not good. The two of us ended up staying there until 11:00 PM, as there was an abnormal amount of work that we still needed to finish.

In the meantime, a few of my friends, Erin, Kira, and John went over to the new South Davis Rec Center as it was a free night, and I had promised them that I would meet them over there after I got off, which I was anticipating to be around 9:30 or 9:45. Welp, that didn't happen, and I was in a really really sad mood, as I felt that I let them down somewhat. Plus, I had next to nothing to eat that night, and I felt like crap. Ryan kept on telling me how sorry he was for making me stay this late, and I kept on apologizing for the several short breaks I was taking because I didn't have much strength to do anything fast. We were like brothers that day. (well, kind of.) Then, around 10:30, my friends called me from the rec center. I told them that I likely wouldn't be making it over there, and they were perfectly fine with it. They basically lifted my right up with that phone call, and that definitely got me through the rest of that night.

Later that week, on Thursday, we got back together to watch some movies, this time, with one of my best friends Dan joining us. Then, on Friday night, the five of us all went to the rec center again. This time, I managed to just barely get off work in time to pick up Dan, Erin and Kira (John was already over there as he had a few of his friends already over there.) We went ice skating and swimming. Now, keep in mind, this was only the second time in my life that I had ever gone ice skating, and the first time, well, was a complete disaster. This time, though, I had the help of my friends, Erin and Dan especially, basically teaching me how to ice skate. Of course, I looked like a complete idiot out there on the ice, but I didn't care. I was with friends. We all went swimming after that and it was a whole lot of fun.

To top it all off, on Saturday I went over to Melissa's house to go to a party there with a whole bunch of her friends. We did various things such as playing football in the dark, watching home movies, and getting into a crazy fight with shaving cream. Not only did Melissa's yard have shaving cream all over, but there were at least two or three people that were absolutely covered from head to toe with shaving cream. (I managed to stay relatively clean, thank goodness.)

Anyway, I don't think I could have mentally survived Spring Break without these precious moments spent with some of my favorite people. It's amazing that just one and a half or two years ago, I was basically a loner; ever since I moved back in 2000, I haven't really had more than like one or two people that I could talk to until I came to high school. Now I have a whole bunch of friends and I'm really grateful for you all: you guys rock. (Oh, and I apologize for the length of this entry.. :D )