Remember

I remember the first time I walked into Westfield, I was in 2nd grade and the principal told me that the wolf statue comes to life at night and walks around the halls.

I remember playing capture the flag in 3rd grade.  I pretended to be on the other team, then grabbed their flag, and walked across the line. We won.

In 4th grade I remember the hollow brick, when we lost and then found the class turtle (squirt), and my teacher inviting the class to her wedding reception.

In 5th grade I remember the end of the year barbecue.  half the class went back to school early and I remember Mr. Green slamming the door and yelling as loud as he could. Yahhhh worst teacher ever plus he's in jail now soo

In 6th grade I remember making monsters out of paper mache, Egyptian masks, and my teacher always saying I liked Mr. Jolley better as a teacher because I'd always go to the other class when I had the chance and hang out with my friends

I remember where my 7th grade locker was and I remember loving that I had 8 classes instead of being stuck in 1

8th grade was a blur but I remember having math with Bethany Barlow (nicest person you'll ever meet) and a guy who said he moved from New York and was obsessed with mint

In 9th grade I remember woodshop with Mr. Bass, studio art with Huish and Kate, and although I loved those classes I remember that  I couldn't wait for middle school to be over

Sophomore year I remember being worried about more than one friend. Missing the bus. I remember when he walked to my house from school, because he couldn't face going to his house

Junior year I remember pretending to be a college student but I couldn't keep a strait face and just kept laughing

Senior year I don't want to forget anything

Tender Age

Tender Age: Phrase used in connection with someone who is still young and lacks experience.

When I pulled out a blue ticket with tender age written on it

I thought there isn't a better word to describe my life at this moment 

I'm 18 years old and 19 days away from graduating

I still don't know what I'm doing

Once you hit 18 parents tend to forget that we're still young, still learning,

they think you should have life all figured out by now

well sorry but I don't, 

I'm not even close 

this is my last year of high school 

my last year of living at home

my last year of being a regular LP kid 

my last year of being around people I've known since 2nd grade

Everyone I've talked to says that the years after high school 

are the years you learn the most

but I'm still just a high school kid 

I worry about what kind of roommates I'll get

I keep forgetting to check the oil in my car

I work at a snow shack (the only job I've ever liked if I'm being honest)

I listen to music as loud as possible

I forget things all the time

I'm late to everything, every time

I don't know what it's like to live on a campus

I haven't traveled around the world or lived anywhere besides Utah

I think tax forms look like a foreign language

I'm still just a high school kid

I'm at the tender age of 18 

and I still don't know what I'm doing

Prince Ea- Everybody Dies, But Not Everybody Lives

Ok so I saw this video the other day and it is so inspiring and it makes my heart feel, so I would recommend watching it, seriously watch it, it's SO good

asking to dances- the struggle

One night my friends and I were all hanging out and we were thinking of ideas for how to ask to our dates to Sadies that year.  My cousin once did something that said "It would be sweet to go to Sadies with you!" and then she just got a cake and decorated it and put her name on top.  So I thought hey I'll do that, that's not too hard. So we made a poster, got a cake, decorated it with my name on top, and then we all got in my car to go drop it off.

I started driving and as we were pulling up on the side of the house we see someone in the drive way working on a car- and we think it might be the guy I'm asking, but it's too dark to tell.  I hurry and keep driving up the street thinking maybe they'll be inside by the time we come back down.  As we come down the street we see that the person is still outside working on the car. So we start debating back and forth saying "should we come a different day?" "but we don't know if we will have time to do it later this week" and stuff like that, and we decide that we should just do it that night. 

So this guys house has a bunch of trees and bushes in front of it, so I tell my friends that they could probably make it to the front door without being seen, and I'll just be the getaway driver (cause there was no way I was gonna risk being seen haha) So they say ok and start going up to the house.  

I'm sitting in my car and it's been a while and I'm thinking wow where are they? 

Then suddenly I hear my friends yell "DING DONG" and then I see them running back to my car. So they hop in and we start driving away and I ask them what happened.  They then tell me that they couldn't make it to the front door so they just yelled ding dong (like a doorbell haha), put it on a rock as close as they could get so that the person working on the car would see it and pick it up.

fast forward to the next morning and my friend goes up to the guy saying "hey I heard you got asked to Sadies?"  He looks at her and says "Yah but I don't know who asked me, I walked out this morning and found the poster and a half eaten cake" 

Turns out the person working on the car never got the cake and some wild animals ate it while it sat outside overnight haha

Real Intros Pt. 2

It's true that
                      "You never get a second chance to make a first impression"

But this class makes it possible to
                                       "have a second chance to meet someone again for the first time"

I will love you if you give me a Roxberry smoothie or chocolate covered strawberries,
I think Parks and Rec and The Office are some of the best tv shows out there,
and just like everyone else, I'm dying to travel around the world

The first day of class I turned around and introduced myself to the guy sitting behind me,
we just said hi and exchanged names
which is ironic because that's probably the last thing I'll find out about him

I usually don't introduce myself to people
I'm more on the shy side sooo that wasn't the norm for me
but once I get to know someone I'm a lot more outgoing

You can ask Lindsey Huish, Malorie Whitworth, Nicole Smith, and Anna Reeder on that one,
I've been friends with them since Elementary/Middle school and I'm completely myself around them and I honestly don't know what I would do without amazing friends like them.
They've had my back through the good and bad times and I'm so grateful for them.
Also special S/O to Lindsey for telling me about creative writing and helping me with everything, you're the truest of homies

But I think this way is better-  having pen names

I'm not going to lie- I liked the whole pen name thing
I chose the name Kay because most of my nicknames start with a K -haha so creative right?
and then I thought I was clever because Mokita means
"the secret we all know but agree not to speak of" in Kilivila
and that just reminded me of pen names because we all know our pen name but we agreed not to tell anyone till now.

There's no labels, no stereotypes, you can just be yourself, and others can't define you

stereotypes- I'm the quiet girl that likes to sit in the back, I'm definitely not one for attention and public speaking is not my thing, and I think I'm scared to speak up or give my opinion because I'm afraid of what others will think- even though I know I shouldn't care.

So ya, maybe I've already met most of you

But now we all get the chance to meet again for the first time
And this time names won't be the only thing we know about each other

This time we'll be having real introductions with real thoughts

and I
can't
wait

I've loved getting to know all of you through pen names, thanks for commenting and being real,

it's nice to meet you guys- again 

-McKenzie Platt-

I've lost and I've won

I lost my temper when my brother almost burned down the house
I lost my motivation with senioritis
and I lost a bet after 3 games of pool
but I didn't mind losing

I know a boy that likes to throw names in the air
probably hoping to catch my reaction

but I won't let him win anything so I just turn my back and laugh
but maybe that's the reaction he's looking for
and maybe I'm the one that's actually losing

I won an award for "most easy going" once
and it's actually one of my favorite awards
because some people are strait up crazy insane drama
and I'm glad people don't think I'm one of them

I haven't lost my family
but I didn't win anything when they said
18 years needed to prove it's worth the money


I lost a sock the other day but found a lucky penny the next and maybe karma's a real thing
and no one can lose without trying to win and no one can win without first feeling a loss
and I don't know what I'm trying to say
but I know that's probably because I've lost too much sleep


I've won 18 years but I've lost a lot on the way here

I'm terrified

Sometimes the things we shouldn't be afraid of are the things that scare us the most


I'm terrified of the video games my brother never stops playing.
My parents are talking about finishing the basement
and I'm scared that my brother will never move out if they do.

One time my friend was hurt and the only thing I could do to help was distract her by talking about Hallmark Christmas movies.  I'm scared to be in a situation like that again - feeling helpless when someone you love is in pain.

I'm terrified that the retirement money won't be enough to keep us going until dad finishes school and I panic at the sight of empty wallets and dry bank accounts.
I'm scared when they argue over how much money we have left.

When we reveal I'm worried people won't read or comment on blogs anymore.
but I'm more worried about the things people post about, depression and losing hope
That. That's what scares me the most. When others don't realize how important they are.


but after reading everyone's posts about fear I've noticed there are three things most of us all have in common:

We're afraid of

 Things that have happened in the past or could happen in the future

Things we can't control 

and other people