Friday, April 11, 2008

What we like to call "Art Club"


As of a few weeks ago Megan, Brittney and Ian have joined the scandalous cult that meets every Tuesday afternoon known to those outside the privileged circle as "Art Club".
Here is a picture of Brittney and Shanti doing very top secret things involving paper and water color, and actually artistic talent on Shanti's part.

Lost Photographs

I am calling this post the "lost photographs" because I was cleaning my room the other day and I found a random disposable camera, which i developed and found a bunch of random pics, most are really dark and blurry, coming from a cheapy camera:

This is our ward at the end of youth conference:

After the leaders insisting on a serious picture....


This is Kevin and Solange on the bus, both displaying their natural personalities:


These two are of me and Brittney on the bus,
I think in this one she was threatening to club me with Solange's water bottle.


At least I think that is Brittney...

Thursday, April 10, 2008

More Amazing poetry!

OMG my sister is crazy amazing at writing poems!
she wrote this amazing Limerick and i had to put it on here for all to read!

There once was a girl named Tammy
who loved to play with her cat, Rammy
Rammy was an old cat
who was very fat
Because she ate the other cat Sammy.

yes that right bask in its glory!

wait on more poem!
this one was by a friend of mine Eric its pretty sweet all about DNA

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Happy Easter!!

Happy Easter everyone!!
Hope you are all having as much fun as I am!
My favorite part of easter is decorating eggs. Here I am with my sisters:



We each got two eggs to color, here are mine....

FISHY!


That is one HOTT easter egg.....


No one really wanted to know what my dad drew on his....

It kind of looks like ME when I'm angry...

(I'm going to be mad when I reads this!)

ohhhh click on the pictures of my eggs they look wicked cool close up!

Monday, March 17, 2008

One Amazing Guy and Doll

Here they are! The stars of this year's GHS Musical : Guys and Dolls!


Ian and Kenzie here did some intense (and very entertaining ;) dancing in this year's musical! If you haven't already seen it you should go! I'll have to admit it was worth the $5 I practically had to sell my own arm to get....

I <3 GREEN!!

So it's the best holiday of the year (besides my birthday;) Saint Patty's Day!! The day where you get to wear all green and have an excuse to pinch everyone!!




Yeah these pictures came out really bad, but give me a break, I took them with my cellphone in the hallway at school. As you can see Ian and I (meg!) went for the gusto and both wore green corduroys!! Mine are hotter.... ;D

Well, speaking of going all out for the occasion, nothing compares to the green rampage my mother went on around dinner time:










Pretty n a s t y looking, eh? My mom even dyed her milk green.... XP

Saturday, March 15, 2008

From the Poetry Master's Archive

This is the poem I (meg) wrote from this year's library writing contest, it's actually about waiting for Alice and Carolynn outside the store yesterday. Tell me what you think, ill let you know in a couple weeks if i win anything!


Judging From the Brick Wall

Slide down the brick wall.
Hit the ground which is
Cold and damp like the
Pants and socks
Clinging to numb toes.
Pull the fur-encircled hood overhead, wait
For friends.

Two women met in front of the wall.
Carts almost crashing they
Stop to talk.
Had they been friends forever,
Or had they
just met?

An old man walks out, crutches balanced
On his cart. He turns his back and his
Secret is revealed, one leg is not real.
Was it in war where it was heroically stolen?
Or is the story behind the
Missing flesh one that
He regrets?

An apron-clad teen trudges
By with carts in tow, grimacing
As they pass the wall and go inside.
Is it just the melancholy weather, or is something deeper
Causing the frown lines on that
Young face?

Look to the right, leaning
On a cement pole.
Thick beard, untamed, slumped
Shoulders, exhaling smoke
Through c r a c k ed lips and yellowing teeth.
Is he waiting for an opportunity, or running away
From one?

Laughter from around the corner,
Says the wait is over.
Hand on the damp ground, push away
From the bricks. Stand, laugh and walk.
Judgements and unanswered questions
Soon forgotten.