Time is a Roller Coaster...unfortunately...

I'm not sure what it is about time, but I'm getting increasingly frustrated with it... I wish that it would just slow down. Life is like those amusement park rides. You spend half your time walking around deciding what rides to go on, 3/4's of the remaining time is spent waiting in line, and only 2-4 minutes of actual enjoyment are your rewards.

Personality Quiz

A while back, Jojo posted a Personality Profiler to her blog and asked if anyone else had done it. Well, I have now! I was really rather skeptical that it would be able to accurately describe me...and I was part right. It didn't get me exactly, but it did get close. I've edited the parts that don't describe me.

ENTAs are forceful, direct, driven, and adventurous. As an ENTA you place significant importance on your ability to solve complex, abstract challenges through analysis and mental effort. You value intellectual independence above all. You are willing to consider new information and differing points of view only when you think it strategically advantageous to do so.You enjoy being around people who are as highly motivated as you are, but you also like to spend time with people who recognize and need your natural leadership ability. However, you may become frustrated when people do not display a minimal amount of competence in their areas of responsibility (or act just plain stupid). You enjoy a good debate or intellectual discussion, and you are often able to come up with novel solutions for complex problems. Participating in group activities does energize you, but you may contribute the most by working autonomously.

You like to establish goals and then motivate people to work towards them with you. You believe that power is earned through superior leadership and competence. You like to work as part of a group with people you identify as experts in their respective fields. You always think of ways to improve things, people, processes, and outcomes. You pursue new ideas with great enthusiasm. However, you are easily bored once the idea is in place and the job becomes one of administration only or involves mundane tasks. You always have a new thought on the subject at hand and a willingness to tell others what it is. This sometimes manifests itself as a tendency to change your mind repeatedly, sometimes to a fault.

You are a broadly curious, innovative, autonomous thinker and an energetic, enterprising, and voracious learner. You enjoy fitting broadly defined ideas into larger patterns and theories. You like to conform to society's norms, but often don't, and may emphasize the importance of doing so to others, especially as a means of realizing your own goals and ambitions.

ENTAs are most often found in career fields that are adventurous and intellectual. As an ENTA you will be most satisfied and productive when you are involved in work that emphasizes your leadership ability and creative vision for the future. You are interested in jobs that allow you to continually develop your base of knowledge, exercise your imagination and maintain autonomy.

It's a little weird that it could even get this accurate, but I still hold to my opinion that I'm the only one who can say who I AM.

Kinda Odd Story

The world is a confusing place; full of confusing people, doing confusing things at the most peculiar times. For example, I was just recently working myself to death at Bowman's grocery store. I work there as a bagger so obviously I get quite a lot of contact with the world outside of high school (jr. high for some of you) politics and such. Anyway, I was just pushing a cart back into the store for about the thousandth time that day, when some random, weird person jumps out of a SUV and starts yelling at nobody in particular. As you can probably imagine, I was just standing there looking like a dufus with my mouth open in wonder.

A Reflective Essay I Wrote on Honors English 9 for my Honors English 10 Class

One of the most earth shattering changes in my life, that I actually remember, was when I decided to do the Honors English program in 9th grade. This was probably one of the biggest academic breakthroughs that I have ever made. It not only helped me to get more organized, but it introduced me to a part of myself I never knew I had. I discovered in me a place for the English language. I’d hated English all the way through school. Until then, I had a really hard time with all of the essays and other assignments that were done in class.
7th and 8th grade were one of my least favorite periods of time as far as English was concerned. I had several essays and research papers which I only did well on because of the constant pressure at home to do well. I was also very disorganized. I never knew when my assignments were due, and when I did, they were done sloppily.
In 9th grade I did better. “This is the year,” I would tell myself during ninth grade. “This year I will shape up, I will get good grades because this year counts. Colleges are going to look at this year and judge me by it.” It was then that I decided that, even though I loathed English, I was going to enroll in the honors program that was offered.
My first impression of the Honors English program wasn’t too good. All the enrolled kids filled into the computer lab and we were introduced by Mr. Thompson, or, as we students called him, Mr. T. We were told that it would be an online course and it would have to be done on our own time. We spent the rest of the time setting up our various online accounts for the class.
The class was by no means easy. It was very thought-provoking and tough, unlike a regular English class. We were required to write at least 500 words on an online blog every week, as well as respond to various questions that Mr. T would see fit to throw at us. We always had required reading for the term and there was often some sort of essay that had to be written about the story. We had to enter writing contests on two occasions and several people’s poems or short stories won prizes and got published, mine included.
The most amazing thing about this was that it all had to be done in addition to everything else. I was already on the math “fast-track” and had several days of what seemed like straight homework. Somehow, though, I always got my stuff in by their due dates.
I believe I mentioned earlier that it was a thought-provoking class. Now, I don’t actually think that the phrase “thought provoking” is strong enough for how hard it really was, and how much effort you had to put into your thoughts. I remember one of the questions that Mr. T asked us one day. It went something like this: Read my blog and tell me what you think about the issue that is discussed. The blog was about how kids are needing to have things handed to them on a silver platter. The reason I remember this question is because not only did it point to a real truth in how human beings have degraded themselves, but I spent the better part of two hours writing a reply to it. Another way in which the class was thought provoking was with the blogs. We were NEVER given a topic. We never had anything specific to write about. That may not sound all that hard, and for some of us it’s not. But for the large majority of us, it will be. You see, that class is what really showed me what our society and public education has done to us. It has brainwashed us, you could say, because most of us require someone else to do the actual thinking. Society and public education have done this by small, seemingly insignificant stuff like providing us detailed topics for writing assignments and restricting what we can or can’t write.
Anyway, as the year progressed, I found writing was becoming more and more enjoyable. I didn’t love it, and I still don’t, but I definitely have opened up myself to it. I no longer loathe English, and I actually learn during class now. I was also able to meet a bunch of kids, with whom I am still friends with even though we now attend separate high schools. I sometimes think that it wasn’t me that got me through the class, but rather my friends and, of course, my family’s friendship and support. Finally the school year ended. The class was now less than half the size that it once was and those of us who hadn’t dropped out had earned our credits. This says something about how hard it was!
Now, although I am no longer in Honors English 9, I still have my blog, which I post on occasionally. It’s no longer 500 words a week, but still, it’s there. That fact, I think, is in and of itself a very big, major change in my character. In seventh and eighth grade, you wouldn’t ever have caught me writing. Now, all of a sudden, I’m doing it for fun in my spare time...Go figure!

It's So Much Better!

I love high school compared to jr. high! My classes are as follows:

1. Computer Tech- Not my choice class, but I guess it's not too bad. The teacher (Mrs. Gooch) isn't the nicest teacher in the school, but she's nicer than the some, so I'm not complaining.
2. Debate 1- Way cool course, with the coolest teacher in the entire school. Mrs. Hyer is way funny, and she actually does teach us. I haven't actually had Mr. T, but I imagine that her personality and teaching ethic is very similar to his.
3. Fit For Life- This is the only class I think I'll have problems in, but not because it's hard. The teacher is very, very disorganized. On the first day, she spent twenty-thirty minutes trying to sound out everybody's name. It made her look, um....well, like a high school drop-out or something. It's not very nice I know, but...
4. Chemistry Honors- This class is the only science class that didn't sound boring to me. I'd fall asleep in biology really, really fast, and physics isn't much better. Chemistry, on the other hand, sounds somewhat fun, and very helpful. It also helps that a lot of my friends are doing it. My chemistry teacher is good and fun, but she talks a little on the fast side, so we have to ask her to repeat things occasionally.
   
5. World Civ- Ha ha! I was going to do AP Euro, but I decided that I didn't want 4 hours of homework, so I switched to World Civ. Now I only have 2 hours of homework a day (kidding)!
6. Pre-Calc Honors-Sooooo much better than last year. My teacher, Mrs. Brough, is way nice. She allows us to actually work during close, which is a luxury that I wasn't giving last year. The teacher actually teaches us, instead of giving us examples and saying "go figure it out".
7. Seminary- Good old seminary! My teacher is Brother Clayton, and is the first person from Idaho that I've ever met with no Idahoan accent. He's pretty cool, too.
8. English Honors-This class is kinda wierd, since we have a substitute for three-four more weeks. The substitute isn't too bad though, since when she was a teacher, she taught 10th grade English Honors. We're expected to do quite a lot in this class, but it's not too bad.
   

School...again

I've never been one who likes or enjoys school, but I can't help but be a little excited for high school. I'm not saying I have school spirit or anything, because I don't. It's just that I like to try new stuff, which is odd because I don't like change either (in fact, I get extremely stubborn when it comes to changing). High school has a lot more options too. I'm still sad about my friends who I'm leaving. Although hopefully we'll be able to get together often!

My Vacation

These are pictures that were taken on my vacation to California! On my vacation I went to Lassen Volcanic National Park, Calaveras Big Trees State Park(Sequoia trees), and two different gold mines that one of my ancestors worked in.

This is the peak of Mt. Lassen, a volcano, which my dad, brother (Dan) and I all hiked

My brother and I climbing to the peak of Lassen.

A snowball fight on the top of a volcano!

A lizard friend that followed us all over the park.

My brother and I by a cool machine at the top of the volcano!

A place called Bumpass Hell in Lassen which had boiling pools and bubbling mudpots.

My dad, sister (Emily), and myself at the Kentucky Gold Mine.

I get to turn on a watermill! These were very powerful!

A different, bigger gold mine-Kennedy Gold Mine.

My brothers and I on a cement platform at the Kennedy Gold Mine.

My brother (Ammon) and sister (Emily) doing a silly dance in an Indian house.

My brother and I dueling with sticks at Big Trees State Park.

Some of my family posing inside an uprooted giant tree.

I was the self-proclaimed fire master on the trip. I built and maintained every fire made.

My family, minus parents, at the root of a giant Sequoia.