dreamer.

Well. I have finished four out of my nine finals for the semester. I have five more in the next three days. I should have spent the weekend studying. Right now I should be stressed out or reviewing notes or maybe even getting ready for bed. I should be cramming. I should be making flash cards or frantically searching for answers...... but for some reason.. 

all I can think about right now is how wonderful life would be if I were... 

a gypsy. 

How truly fabulous. Travelling the world from place to place. Dancing in the streets. Running away from everything. I would for sure run away to Europe. The streets of London are calling my name I believe. And then to Spain. And Ireland. I have always wanted to see Whales. Scotland. Ahhhh so much freedom? Seriously. Imagine that.

or a professional ballerina.

Imagine the calloused feet and aching joints. Or the incredibly toned muscles and the inner and outer strength that would be achieved. Imagine the blood, sweat, and tears. Imagine the complete gratification of being able to be apart of moving art and inspiring amateur dancers such as myself to become great. Ahhh how wonderfully fulfilling.

or a writer. 

Hiding deep in the streets of Manhattan. 

Perhaps aching to be published in the copious columns of big time NY magazines. 

Or maybe just striving to become that delicious book discovered in the corner of an antique store, seventy five years from now. Or maybe just living off of that thrill of knowing that someone likes what you have to say.

Perhaps in another lifetime.

photo sources.

I believe in Fairies.

So, when I missed the Magrath ballet production of The Little Mermaid last year, I was a wee bit upset. I heard so many great things about it. I officially decided I would be attending their next production... 

no matter what.

 Steph wanted to as well. Perfect.

Later, I found out that three girls that I danced with when I was in high school had started taking lessons in Magrath as well. All the more reason to go watch, right?

Here I am, exactly one year later to the day, and I did it.

And I am so impressed. 

Beyond impressed. 

I feel like I just watched a professional ballet, and I'm not even exaggerating.

Just so everyone knows.

Amazing.

Their production was Peter Pan.

It was magical. So many sparkles.

Honestly, they even flew and stuff.

Their technique was incredible.

The entire thing was just so creative. I was completely drawn in the entire show.

They were in character the entire time.. even during blackouts.

I had perma-shivers.

Oh. 

I even cried.

Did I mention they flew?!

source.

(I didn't take any pictures. I would have felt so creepy. I guess you just don't get to see any pictures of how amazing it was. Go to their production next June and see for yourself.)

And you know what else I noticed?

No matter who you were,

you had an important part.

No matter what your role was,

it was an important one.

Everyone was so fabulous.

Everyone was their best.

Everyone felt good about themselves.

I think thats how life should be.

Miss Jane

So, I got a new title. 

I am officially Miss Jane.

Some people know what this means, and some don't. For those of you in the world that don't know what that means, I will tell you. That means I am a dance teacher.

Love, love, love.

I feel like telling the story of how I arrived here.

source.

Dancing in my life had a late start. When I was four, I started gymnastics. I enjoyed that for a good four or five years when I first became curious about dance lessons. I became friends with Tessa and I knew she was taking dance. I remember watching her recital, and I wanted to be doing that as well. My parents decided to let me give it a try. My first class was Jazz, where I danced to the song Miracles Happen from Princess Diaries. I just had the best time. We threw sparkles and confetti in the air—brilliant, right? Best.Dance.Ever... courtesy of Miss Cheryl. The next year I started in a class with Tessa. I was just taking one class, and Miss Cheryl decided I was capable of being in her class. I thought otherwise. I knew the girls in that class had been dancing for six and seven years and I hated being behind. I'm sure if I would have stuck with it, I would have been fine eventually, but I was just eleven and I didn't like being behind. I stopped dancing. That year I started succeeding in track and field. I didn't know it, but apparently I was a sprinter. I started thinking about playing sports instead, and so it was, my life turned in that direction. I played volleyball, basketball, and badminton in grade seven and eight, along with track. 

Yup. That's me. I played sports. Hard to believe, right?

Zones when I was in grade 8. I had such a love hate relationship with track.

Apparently I wasn't too terrible. 

Volleyball was my favorite, with track following close behind. I guess that is a stretch, I actually hated track because it made me so nervous, but I loved being successful at something. I loved being apart of a team of athletes. The idea entered my mind of maybe playing high school sports. I'm not sure I ever would have made it there.. Jr High and High School sports are clearly different.. =) I certainly wasn't the star of the teams, but I felt I was well rounded enough athletically. Most importantly, I didn't see myself being the worst on the team. When I was fourteen, I remember watching the dance recital again. By that point, my best friend, Stephanie Redford, had been dancing for a few years. I remember watching all of the girls up on stage, and I wished that I hadn't given up so easily. I enjoyed playing sports, but I wished I was up there dancing instead. That following year, I didn't try out for any sports teams. I knew there were other people who wanted to be on the teams more than I did, and I was ready to try something new.
The next year, I decided to start taking tap. Since Steph had never taken tap before, and either had Jordan, we decided to all start together. It was such a fun year. We certainly had some good laughs. I'll never forget the time Jordan fell on her face doing pick-ups and the first time we attempted turning while tapping. Miss Cheryl ever-so-politely just smiled and turned off the music with no further comment. =) I was seriously the studios biggest fan. I loved being at the dress rehearsal all day and watching every single number over and over, even though I was only in one class.

That year at recital, everyone asked why I wasn't taking more classes. I knew I would be behind, but I wanted to stick with it. Even if I had been inconsistent, I didn't care. I wanted to be apart of the dance academy here in Cardston.

I joined ballet, jazz, lyrical, and even started pointe. I never looked back. 

I so appreciate Miss Jodi and Miss Cheryl for putting up with my insecurities and doubts when it came to dancing and having faith that I had the talent to keep up with the girls who had been dancing for so long.

Lyrical Trio with besties - T-Shirt

Jazz - Turn the Beat Around

Ballet - Masquerade

Lyrical - Fireflies 

I'd say it was a successful year, and I completely fell in love.

This year, as my life has changed entirely, I found myself back at the dance studio with the opportunity to teach the Tiny Tots ballet class, along with co-teaching another ballet class, and a tap class. Last week I helped Miss Hannah teach a couple of her classes, and was first introduced as Miss Janeen. It was the most darling experience ever, and I am completely in love with the little dancers already. I can hardly wait for next week.

music misses you.

Like this moment. or this one. or this one. or this one. or this one. or.. this one.

Really?.. 

♥

"I still remember this moment in the back of my mind

the night you danced like you knew our lives would never be the same"

- T.S.

♥

"You lift my feet of the ground and spin me around."

- T.S.

"I still believe, some things are just meant to be."

♥

photos found via this website.

ten things.

There are:

unless you read this post.

One thing I know, when I took the dive, it never felt so good, never felt so alive. (China Dolls - Jaylene Johnson)

Two words: What the????

Three little words are often overused. It absolutely drives me crazy. People toss them around because they think they understand them. Maybe they seem like the right thing to say, or the only thing to say. They say them, and within minutes are insisting their opposite. Who does that?

Four girls are my best friends in the whole world. Steph, Kate, Karlee, and Michelle. I love these girls, and no matter what, I know we will always be best friends. We fight all the time, and we all drive each other crazy. But I think that is what makes us so close. =)

Five years from now, I can see myself being married. I hope to be married in five years from now, even though when I think about five years ago, the time seems to have gone awfully fast. I was just about to turn fourteen. Huh. I really thought I was so old. Funny how with each passing year, I feel younger, and younger, and have more fears about growing up.

Six is the smallest size shoe that your average shoe store carries. It's frustrating, really. You see, my feet don't quite fit a size six. I walk into a shoe store, and say, "What is the smallest size shoe you carry?" "Six" is always the answer. I try them on, and of course, they are slightly big, but I just don't have another option. "You can try in-soles. They make the shoe about a half size smaller." You think I don't know that? I probably have six sets of in-soles at home in my closet.

Seven is supposedly a lucky number, right? Why is that? When I played basketball and volleyball, back in the day, I chose number seven. It wasn't lucky. I didn't even like playing.. When I decided that I wanted to dance instead of play sports, it didn't seem like it would be that life-altering. It kind of wasn't, from day to day. Sometimes I have to wonder though... where would I have ended up? Who would my friends be?

Eighteen years old, for me, has not been the age to be worrying about the types of things I have been forced to worry about. I can't think that far into the future yet, and I don't want to. Such big questions and requests that have been thrown at others, and myself, this year have sure caused some problems. Maybe eighteen is an okay age for some people to fall in love and get married, but not for Jane, thanks for asking though.. I think.

Nineteen year old boys will certainly be the death of me. Seriously. If not now, certainly when I have nineteen year old boys of my own.

Tendrils, and lovely, are two beautiful words, are they not? I have a list of favorite words. Dalliance. Eloquence. Sumptuous. I'm going to go ahead and drop the word plunk in here for the sake of Spring. Words are the best, ever.

simple as it should be.

Day 9- Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs

1. My First Kiss - 3OH!3

2. Someone Else's Life - Joshua Radin

3. 1 2 3 4 - Plain White T's

4. Just Want You to Know - Backstreet Boys

5. Last Christmas - Glee Cast

6. Boy Inside the Man - Tom Cochrane & Red Rider

7. Love Like Crazy - Lee Brice

8. Simple as it Should be - Tristan Prettyman

9. Fell Right Into You - Jessie Farrell

10. Nobody Knows Me At All - The Weepies

Hmm. Well, a lot of people say that you can tell a lot about a person by the music on their iPod. For me, this statement is so incredibly true, but I hope you won't read too much into why I said this. Have you ever played the game in the car where you just shuffle through songs and say the first person/event that a song reminds you of? I can honestly say that most of these things immediately took me back to a certain day or time period in my life.


Sydnee - Remember listening to the Weepies in the summer of 09?
Michelle - Please. Just remember 1 2 3 4? Hahahahaha
Karlee and Michelle. That song, Fell Right Into You. Does it perhaps take you back to a little excursion we took into Lethbridge, this exact time last year? Oh dear..


Anyway. I think this post is a perfect opportunity to write about something I've been meaning to since the day I started this blog.

Simple as it Should Be - Tristan Prettyman

,

I don't think I ever mentioned that this is the song that actually inspired the title for my blog. I kinda have a habit in life of getting worked up about insignificant things. I forget what is most important in life, and often find myself dwelling too much in the "now". I know that its important to be able to find a happy medium between learning from the past, loving the moment, but living for the future, and it's also very difficult. I started this blog last May. That point in my life, everything was sort of changing. I had just broken up with a boyfriend and was sort of getting back together with a previous one, I was moving out of my house for my summer job, graduation was coming, dance was ending, and most of all... my English diploma was creeping up on me much too fast and I still hadn't figure out how to nail my C/A essays...(haha). Basically, I was stressed. There was a lot going on, or so it seemed at the time..
I often go through this cycle in life. Perhaps other people do as well. Everything seems to be going well. Life is relatively easy and fun and problems seem to be solving themselves. Of course, life isn't easy so someone will drop a bomb on you, figuratively speaking of course.. (actually, I suppose literally for some people so I should be grateful that the bombs in my life are only figurative bombs..) Anyway, suddenly this, bomb, that happens takes over your life. You stress about it, and you think about it, and you get headaches because of it. Then something even worse comes along. Basically, everything is falling apart, and life is hard. It seems like nothing is ever going to start getting better, but then it does... it gets way better. Suddenly you are realizing that life really isn't that terrible... Then it starts over.
For me, right before things start getting better I always realize that I am forgetting something huge. Everything is going to work out as long as I am being the person I want to be and living the way I know I am supposed to, and the way I want to. Everything in life doesn't need to be so complicated, but I certainly seem to make things that way, or assume things are that way even if they aren't. Sure, things are going to go wrong.. but I live in a great town in a great country. I am so lucky to be able to have the things I do. I often forget truly what matters most, and that is being a great person, and being the person I know I can be. The things that tear away at my mind and the problems that seem to be so incredibly life-altering at this point in my life, probably aren't actually going to make that big of a difference in the long run. A break-up doesn't mean I'm going to end up alone for the rest of my life, and just because someone thinks poorly of me because of a miscommunication doesn't mean that life is over and my reputation is permanently damaged. Honestly, some day I will be married and have a family of my own and I won't even remember the little things that were said about me, or just how hard a break up was. Life is going to turn out right. I am Simply Jane, and whenever I remember that life can be simple, I always feel so much better.


That probably made no sense, so excuse my ridiculous inability to create a sense of togetherness in this post. I guess it doesn't matter, because I feel better now that I have given Tristan Prettyman her proper credit. Thank you Tristan Prettyman for reminding me to keep life Simple as it Should be, and for helping me discover the perfect title for my blog.

click HERE to listen.

S.L.M.J.M.

Day 8-A place you've traveled to

A place? A? I love to travel. 

I've been to 9/10 Provinces. I've been to Eastern USA.. so like. Maine, Massachusetts, and New York, and some other states over there that I can't remember. I've been to Florida and California both a few times. I've been to Montana, Idaho, Utah, Nevada, and Arizona. I guess I've landed in a few other states before, but I won't really count that. I've travelled to the Bahamas, and to Mexico, and I've been to Germany and Austria. I absolutely love to travel! If I could, I would spend all of my money and the rest of my life travelling. =)

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So I have this friend. I'm sure you have all heard of her, because I mention her often. Michelle. =)

She and I have a lot of things in common. Sometimes it scares me how much we are alike. We are both a little bit conniving and like things to go our way. Luckily. "our" way, is the same way. 

Meet: Simply Little Miss Janelle Micheen.

We both love all things Disney.

We even both know the secret...

We both love to dance. 

photo by Trisha.

We took this picture in grade 9.

And totally by accident, this one two years later.

Weird right?

We document everything.

Like riding the Tower of Terror

and getting smooshed by watertfalls

and wearing 3D glasses

and jumping to our deaths...

or bridge jumping

and riding away on Rosie

Photo by Trisha

and getting attacked by Pacman Ghosts.

Photo by Trisha

Okay enough of that. Hmm. 

OF COURSE.

We both love Rafe..

Photo unavailable... so here is another one I like instead. =)

We both love/hate cats..

To see just how much.. click here for  more cat photos.

We cheered together.

We travel together.

to Europe & Florida.

We even both have bad posture.

We like to exercise together too.

Just kidding. Just dress up for dances.

She even found a way to be sure that we graduated together. =)

Photos by Trisha

Michelle is witty. She is so smart and an excellent writer. I miss her terribly and just can't wait to see her. =)

memories.

Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory

Favorite memory. How appropriate on a day such as today.  How do I pick one? Make that plural please. Memories, yes. There are many. And they are all my favorites.

- perfect weather - kool-aid optimism - two truths and a lie - town square - trying to drive - climbing the tower - cruising - i swear - the backyard couch - dark eyes - not wanting to work on july 1 - almost going into trappers for introductions - stealing kisses - dinner with the neighbours - Rambo - meeting halfway - calling out fireworks - the creepy shed in your backyard - lightning storms - bedtime stories - echo lake - coyotes - getting pushed in the lake - mint mojito - the movies - weak knees and spinning circles - songs songs songs - making big decisions - playing cards - pointless fights - songs songs songs - talkin on the phone - meeting halfway - darius rucker - not actually going to lethbridge - hockey games - mexico - songs songs songs - summer was our time for love, but then it all fell apart - tarzan and jane - skype - learning to wrestle - how could anyone be mad? - nick lachey - the numbing/tingling sensation in my bottom lip - frogger's - going to dq - not getting twenty five cent blizzards - the couches at the u of l - chilling in the parkinglot - the soundtrack birthday gift - henderson - saying hello to everyone - laying on the bench with our heads together - dance competition - spinning in the best hug - the last song - henderson in the rain - tie shopping - chinese food at the mall - may long weekend - corsage picking - grad - piling extra food on my plate that i didn't want - pictures (sorry) - driving your truck - the dance - summer - fall - 

So. Dear You.

Thanks for the memories. They aren't going to change even as you and I continue to change. Thanks for being so great and for being such the best example. Thank you, today, for once again showing me what is truly important in life. You seem to have done that a lot since we met. I hope you know just how much I appreciate it. 

With love always,

Simply Jane

source.

My dear friend Michelle showed me this song today. I thank her continuously for being inspired for sharing it with me because it is a good one. I thank her for knowing me so well that she knew I would love this song. She is the best at finding music.

Been a Long Day by Rosi Golan

"It's been a long day, and I just wanna hide away. It's been a long week, I'm finally feeling like it's okay to break. It's been a long year, and I'm finally ready to be here."

i misssss you plus songs.

Day 15. Dear Person I miss the most.


I really don't know who this person is. I miss a lot of people. I miss old friendships that have dimmed, and I miss relatives that I just don't see very often. I miss my siblings. I miss my high school teachers. I miss my room mates at BYU. I miss everyone, so I guess I have nothing in particular to say about that today. 

Every Song

side note: don't judge my links. I was just making it easy to hear the songs, not see the often lame videos.

Dream - Priscilla Ahn

Madly - Tristan Prettyman

You Will Never Be - Julia Sheer

Superman Tonight - Bon Jovi

Papercut - Apollo Drive

Gotta Have You - The Weepies

Dance So Good - Wakey Wakey

When You Come Back Down - Nickel Creek

I'll Hold My Breath - Ellie Goulding

Silence - Aly & AJ

Run - Rex Goudie

When You Find Me - Joshua Radin

Do You Remember Me? - Liz Golden

Okay I'll stop myself before I just write one million songs.

I could go on forever.

simply a hoarder??

DON'T JUDGE ME.

Okay.. so I'm sure everyone has heard of this show.  If not.. here is a little description..

Each 60-minute episode of Hoarders is a fascinating look inside the lives of two different people whose inability to part with their belongings is so out of control that they are on the verge of a personal crisis.


I've watched it and every single time I think to myself, these people are crazy. Today, as I continued the epic journey of packing up my room, I realized maybe I'm crazy too. This is super embarrassing.. but here is a list of some of the ridiculous things I found that I simply haven't been able to part with.. some are quite obvious as to why I kept them, but some not so much. Maybe you'll read some and know exactly why I kept them..

a letter from "Great Fetcher"

a mini metal horse shoe

picture from the day at lions park with the plastic baseball and bat..

a "Janeen Appreciation Day" poster

a card from a gift I received at grad

pictures from... the canal

1001 ways to be romantic

To Kill a Mockingbird

a heart necklace. x3

a yellow box with mini jewelry box inside

a note that I found under a rock under the stairs under the balcony

dance medals

track ribbons

a red tootsie roll sucker wrapper.. x2304923 (just kidding)

a silver bracelet with waves on it

lindor chocolate label

a red phone

a toy phone

a krzr

my pink quilt.. (which is actually my second baby blanket because my mom finally threw away my first one because it had to be carrying some sort of strange disease..)

trident tropical twist

a few pieces of mint mojito gum

a dried yellow rose

aviators

my poetry book from grade eight

a giant teddy bear

another giant blue teddy bear

another teddy bear named Lucy

words of the day

my English glossary

Jane's perfect evening, by Spring

one tequila.. two tequila... etc...

underwater kissing pictures

a little note stating that I have sexy toenails..

my grad corsage

Okay. I have to stop. You get the picture? Yes. I save everything!! Okay, so maybe I'm not on the verge of a personal crisis, but this packing business has been a way bigger deal then I anticipated. My wonderful mother has been helping me pack.. and helping me throw away useless junk for hours the past couple days. She just sits there and laughs. I haven't realized how ridiculously sentimental I am. I think I always had a bit of an idea.. but this has been very eye opening. Please don't report me to Hoarders, as the situation is now completely under control.

Instead of freaking out about why the heck I save this kind of stuff, I realized I truly am just nostalgic. Sentimental. I honestly enjoy the tiny little things that were able to bring a smile to my face. You know what? They still make me smile. As long as I can occasionally dejunk like I have been, I think I can stray from a personal crisis. :)

{and today I remembered}

So I sat on my bed today and took a serious look at my life. It is beautiful.. I remembered so many things. I smiled..

{and today I remembered} how much I love summer

{and today I remembered} that beautiful day at the movie mill when I saw that strange movie

{and today I remembered} when us Fireflies got Gold and 1st place

{and today I remembered} that I get to live with Tessa May in the fall

{and today I remembered} that Spring is coming home soon

{and today I remembered} that I used to have the nickname Baby Jane

{and today I remembered} that Sher used to carry me around by my overalls

{and today I remembered} that I owe Jenn maybe four packs of skittles, five packages of starbursts and six chocolate bars.. possibly more.

{and today I remembered} that Becky and I used to make giant forts in my bedroom and wear bras and we thought we were so rebellious because we both seriously didn't need them. Secret's out Becky!

{and today I remembered} dancing to I Swear

{and today I remembered} that Julie made me kiss Jon's basketball in grade six and I almost cried

{and today I remembered} just how much I love rainbow sherbet

{and today I remembered} saying hello to everyone at Henderson

{and today I remembered} that my big brother is better at the piano than anyone I know

{and today I remembered} how I have the worst attention span and a three hour reading comprehension test is killer

{and today I remembered} that time in Chem 20 when I jumped on Ryan's desk because there was a mouse

{and today I remembered} that I no longer have to keep my hair long for grad, and it's time to say bye

{and today I remembered} hearing coyotes at four am at Echo Lake last summer

{and today I remembered} calling out the colors of the fireworks and laughing until my stomach hurt

{and today I remembered} how gorgeous you looked in your light green shirt

{and today I remembered} just how hilarious Sydnee is

{and today I remembered} that scene in My Sister's Keeper where they look like "a bunch of freaking avatars!"

{and today I remembered} holding hands at Grad

{and today I remembered} playing the question game and two truths and a lie every day

{and today I remembered} when my shoe broke at Josephine Night and how I got chased by a man with a chain saw

{and today I remembered} climbing the tower by the bypass

{and today I remembered} driving to Lethbridge on Monday mornings to watch the olympics

{and today I remembered} hearing that cow.. over and over..

{and today I remembered} that Jill Boyson dropped my glasses into the stream at Fairmont and felt so bad

{and today I remembered} that I used to live at Bianca's house ever weekend in grade 5

{and today I remembered} playing Nancy Drew, and that Steph was Phillip

{and today I remembered} how exciting carpet time in Mrs. Hall's class was

{and today I remembered} that Jon and Tre were faster at their times tables than Steph and I, and we were so mad because their writing was too messy to read

{and today I remembered} that at my first dance in Junior High, I danced with Ty Stewart

{and today I remembered} that I asked Travis Hartley to dance at that same dance, and he said no

{and today I remembered} that we used to stay in for recess in grade 6 to play cards

{and today I remembered} how nervous I would get before track and field

{and today I remembered} that one time in Grade 6 when I discovered I was a sprinter

{and today I remembered} when Kaylee sat at the top of the ladder and fell over rolling her eyes

{and today I remembered} that my relay team finally beat Raymond in grade 9, but I couldn't run because I sprained my ankle and I cried after 

{and today I remembered} making To Do lists at work, and accomplishing everything on them in the right order

{and today I remembered} how Steph and I watched every episode of Friends together

{and today I remembered} playing King of the Log by the lake

{and today I remembered} that time I dyed all of my white clothes pink, including my "Bahamas" shirt

{and today I remembered} that I still wore my "Bahamas" shirt even though it was dyed pink.

{and today I remembered} how Mrs. Bevans let me and Chelan sit by each other every single seating arrangement all year

{and today I remembered} singing Happy Happy Happy, look at Miss Jodi in a ballet exercise

{and today I remembered} how my character skirt fell off in the middle of our ballet exam 

{and today I remembered} how much I love my friends

{and today I remembered} to smile.

questions and storms.

Today, my thoughts are all over the map. So do your best to follow if you wish, but don't hurt your head over it. It's not worth it.


So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face? Well, I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place. Thank you Missy Higgins for giving me an inspirational song to listen to today. Yesterday someone asked me a profound question: "Is lying okay if it makes the outcome better?"
I really don't know the answer. I didn't then, and I still don't after thinking about it all night, and I'm sure I will never know. What I do know is I don't like this outcome, so if you were trying to make things better you failed. Miserably.

Thunder. Yesterday I fell asleep to the sun shining bright in a sky with no clouds. An hour later, I was awakened by deep crackling thunder. Before I even opened my eyes, a smile came to my face. I finally went to the window and watched as the sky covered Waterton in the most beautiful of rainstorms. Surprising how things such as thunder can always bring a smile to my face. Of course, this is the first rain storm of the summer. Of course, I thought of the song Thunder by Boys like Girls. Of course, I was taken back to the summer rainstorms I have faced over the past few years. Of course, this rainstorm was inevitable. Of course, I am going to smile despite of the storms.. because I always do. The storm always ends you know, and the sun comes back.. which leads me to another beautiful quote:
 "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain."

You know what? I love dancing in the rain.

Fabulous

Today was fabulous. I don't even know why. It wasn't a day where everything went right. It certainly was a busy day. I actually didn't even have a break from before school until after dance. None of that matters because today was fabulous! Here are some reasons why...

: the sun came out

: we only had to practice Masquerade once :)

: our tour choir is sounding GREAT, and so is the rest of our choir and I am so excited for provincials this weekend

: Karlee was in her giggly mood

: my car didn't get soaped

: personal response essay in English.. went as good as can be expected

: it is almost Saturday

: all the facebook statuses are constantly cracking me up

: I finally figured out how to "hide" people from facebook newsfeed and I no longer have to deal with people changing their status professing eternal love to each other every five seconds

: my phone died, and I didn't even mind

: I wasted a quarter tank of gas driving around with Stephanie, Karlee, Michelle, and Ryan

: Michelle bought sour soothers

: Chelan/honesty box/brilliant.. no further comment on that one.. :)

: "scuse me.. :) " hahaha

: "something's going down..." - Karson Kartchener

: The Last Song is playing here, and every time I drive past the theater it puts a smile on my face even though I haven't even seen it yet

: apparently fireflies can be cocky? hahah I <3 you Ashley, Sarah, Janay, Kanzie, Michelle, Steph, Denae, Jenae, McKenna, and Aubrey

: my parents used the excuse "we don't have to have a reason to say no.." and I realized they can only say this to me for ten more days, and then I will be living in Waterton!

I love fabulous days.