INTELLIGENCE:

Yesterday I received information on the ACT and the ACT prep courses. I'm in the 10th grade! This is for when I am filling out my applications for the college of my choice. I don't know what I want to be yet. Its so strange that we worry about being able to tell colleges good scores. That a number can be so significant. It will tell them everything they need to know about your intelligence. To me that is frustrating. Wouldn't they want to get to know you as a person, not just a number with a name to it. Just think that little number lets them judge you. I'm not saying that I don't think it is important because it is. I wan't to get the best score possible. I will try my best. Its just hard to get motivated to try so hard on something when i don't know what i'm even gonna use it for. I hope I can prove what i need to them. That i'm intelligent enough. But I hope that it not only helps me get into the college i want but it helps me in life. We spend about 17 years of our life learning what we need to be ready for life when it comes. I hope thats enough.

Sweet Music to my Ears:

"Jessica. I am never merry when I hear sweet music. Lorenzo. The reason is your spirits are attentive." William Shakespeare.

What a coincidence. As i thought of something to blog about today, I looked around. Jess was sitting not far, doing her homework too. Jess, i'll write about her. Jessica is amazingly passionate about music. She is always singing. Never far from her guitar. Band and Choir. Worship leader. Band leader. Its a huge part of her life. Just like you can't take running away and still have Chrissy Monson, you can't take music away and still have Jessica. 

So I decided I'll write about Jessica and Music. I Type Sweet Music to my Ears in the Title box and head over to dictionary.com to see what the definition of Jessica is. And what shows up!?! That William Shakespeare quote from the beginning of this post. Even a 16th century poet knew that Jessica would share her music with all kinds of people. And not only does she love music, she is really really good at it. I don't know where she got her voice, but it must have been from the angels. I hear her all the time and it still amazes me. She has talent. 

"Alonso. What harmony is this? My good friends, hark! Gonzalo. Marvelous sweet music!" William Shakespeare. 

England:

So this summer I am taking a trip to England and Scotland. I am going with the Choir. I am so excited! I can't even imagine all of the things that I will see. I never imagined that i would be able to see these things. Not to mention seeing them when i am only 16 years old. I am going with a ton of my friends. I have a feeling that i am going to get a lot closer to all of them on this trip to. I think of the experienced I will have. They will be unforgettable. I sometimes worry that i am spending too much time on the future. Planning these things and thinking of them. What about the future? What about the things right now? Am I missing out on memories right now? I need to stop thinking about the things to come. Although they may be great, I can experience them when they come. And experience today now. And tomorrow, tomorrow. I really need to work on that or i'm not going to even enjoy them when they come.

Work Ethic

When I think of how good it feels after a long day of hard work, I just want to work hard.
Work Ethic is so important. Someday when you go to get a job, the only way you are going to prove anything is by the way you work. You can show people that you really care about your job. Good work ethic makes you feel so productive. It makes you want to do more. By the way you work you can define what kind of person you are.
Personally I love hard work. Not just the do your homework well like the perfectionist I am. When I think of a job and having good work ethic, I don't think of one where you sit in front of the computer or talk to someone about their problems. I think of getting outside and working up a sweat.
I think of my sister's internship at camp. All the work and random jobs she had to do. Even the few times I came and worked, I loved it. I worked so hard. I didn't even have to be there but I wanted to. I learned a lot about work ethic there and I had fun doing it.
I'm always willing to help my Dad blow snow or chop wood. I will help my mom clean or help her with whatever. It feels so good when people recognize your work ethic.

DO WORK!