3.31.2011

I wander while I hate you, reality.

Don't worry, I don't hate all reality. Just reality TV. It really sucks. My dad loves it, but I hate it. I know that they are all acting anyway, so why watch horribly written, bad quality shows about overweight rednecks who hunt for crocs? I just don't see the point.

I have some pretty great friends. Everyone seems to have their own niche, but I like to consider myself more of a nomad. It all started in 7th grade. (Memory fade)
I was a shrimp of a sevy (sevey? sivey?). I had gone to a school full of jerks (no offense) and had no real allegiances at my new school. I had a few different friends, but no one I was too comfortable with. My homeroom class was health*. There was a girl in my class by the name of Katie Clark. She was pretty, so I went for a shot. We became good friends. Instead of creating a niche, we wandered around. 

As it turns out Katie had a crush on me (I am completely clueless when it comes to people liking others). Due to my cluelessness, she stopped hanging out with me (so she didn't really like me that much, I guess). I was in a predicament. It was halfway through the school year, and my only near niche was shot. So what does one do in such a predicament? (Not find a niche) You just wander around alone

So that is what I did. From 7.5th grade to 9th, I walked around, by myself, and met people. I feel like I was like Gandalf in Lord of the Rings. The only difference, however, is that people seem to like Gandalf WAY more than me. Take for example, Payton Doyle. What a jerk. He deserves a good punch to the everywhere. But I digress.

Then I went to the high school. I thought, 'This year should be different.' I wanted the modest, one place at lunch type of guy. After about two weeks, I realized it didn't work. I could not stay in one place. Everyone had their own place and I never got into one. There was never a seat for Wyatt. I was a forced nomad. 


*I believe this is where Trevor Ward and I became such good friends.

I wander everywhere now. I can't just stay put.  

And that is why I am a nomad.

So surprise, my team made it onto the Pleasant Grove High School Scripture Mastery March Madness Championship Final (or PGHSSMMMCF)! It is so nerve racking. We play tomorrow, and I am the worst player on my team. Wish me luck.

3.30.2011

Grades and Kellee

Well, 3rd term just ended on Friday. I don't want to sound cocky, but I wasn't worried at all. I mean, I was kind of anxious, but really, third term has been the easiest term so far. I ended with all "A"'s except a B+ in math and an A- is Biotech. I thought that was a great final grade, mostly because I didn't have to do anything, really.

So Tuesday, I found out that my science teacher, Mr. Van Dijk, forgot to enter twenty points into my grade, and that bumped my grade up to an "A." Let's just say I was pretty happy.

Today, I voted for next year's Student Council. I then checked my grades. My math teacher bumped my grade from a "B+" to an "A-." I am 99.9̅% sure I got did more to my grades during 4th term than I did all of 3rd.

Oh and Kellee Walker, too.

3.28.2011

He real. He is a champion. He is Nate Champion Church

The kid on the right is among my heroes. The other kid is okay.
So Nate Church is a stud. He is my good friend, and he is going to be the president. Well, the president of PGHS student body, but still, it's pretty cool. I think it is kind of funny that we are such good friends even though we have only know each other a few months. He is sooooo sick.

So there is something that really bugs me. That is when T.V. or movies are factually incorrect. I especially hate it when it is scientifically incorrect. One such example is the T.V. show "V." I think that show is really great, but it is soooooooooooo wrong.

Now you maybe thinking, of course it's wrong, it is a show about aliens. But there is a difference between believable and realistic. In V, the aliens take DNA from certain boys to mate with them and yadda yadda yadda. But first off, DNA can't even be taken in this way. The DNA is stripped on one side, which is not really possible. I would go into even more detail, but that is boring.

So you know who is really cool? That Sam Norton kid. He is another one of my heroes.

Well, be excellent to each other, and party on dudes.

3.27.2011

My Spare Time Gets Nabbed

Me and my family are in the process of redoing our front room. It is really exciting, but it is also a ton of work. From 9:30 AM until 8:30  PM, I was working on it. I am sore, tired, and finally clean.

I find that if I do not have plans for Saturday, and sometimes when I do, my day gets stolen by my dad's projects. Not that I don't enjoy it, but it does tire me. Anyway, want to see some (sorry, I just got interrupted by my dad) pictures? Here you go.

Entry Hall
Dining Room (See if you can spot the pure awesomeness)

Family Room
We also cut our entertainment center down a few feet.

The science fair. Well, it is kind of a disappointment. Not because I didn't do well (third in my category, Microbiology), but because I thought that chances of going onto ISEF (international) were pretty good. As it turns out, however, only five people went to ISEF. When I found this out, I knew I wasn't going on, which was a bummer. But I won $25.00, got a medal and an award, and a Chinese judge was very impressed by my work. I cannot walk away from this experience saying I suck at science. I was really tempted to write on here the other day, saying that I would never go to the science fair again, because I sucked at science, but now I know that the only thing quitting does is cut me short of my true potential. I will never do that to myself, my future wife, and my future children.

3.24.2011

Another Post About the Science Fair

So today was the state science fair. I am pretty nervous about the results. I feel pretty confident, but I don't want to get my hopes up. I am pretty sure I did very well with all four of my judges. One of them said that if I do more tests, I could submit my results in paper format to a scientific journal. That in and of itself is really cool, but I want to go to the international science fair. I think it would be awesome, plus they hand scholarships out like candy there.

ISEF is in Los Angeles this year, so not too far away, but it is still exciting. I won't be able to know if I made it until seven. Needless to say I am very stressed, which makes me not confident in my blog writing, so this will be a very small entry. See how small it is?