#sundance2k15

Hello to my loyal readers! And bon voyage to everyone else. YES, I am talking about you people who just came to look at my pictures... TOODLE-OO. 

Anyways, we all know that it is that time of year again. Park City becomes the definition of a "big" town. Which is a good thing because us locals get to meet famous people for the first time ever. But then it is not so grand when the roads are filled with insane lunatics and it takes me twenty minutes just to pull out of my driveway. 

Sundance in full swing up on Main Street.
(Photo Courtesy of Hoola)

And so begins the annual Sundance Film Festival... and an unhealthy stress level for me! YAY. 

In reality that is not entirely a true statement. I mean I am not stressed the entire time... Only when I have to deal the impolite tourists that think they are driving on the LA highways during rush hour. Although when they are rude I take that as the indication that I can be rude right back. So that means I get to use the car horn, YESSS. I really do love that thing!

Your thoughts perhaps?  " But you can see documentaries!" "And dress up!" "And meet famous people!"

Yeah, all those things about Sundance do make me feel lucky to live in Park City, but they are definitely not my favorite parts. My all-time favorite activity to do during Sundance is people watch. The act of watching random strangers walk by… and judging them. 

Point Made.
(Photo Courtesy to the big sis)

Now you probably think that I am some arrogant, judgmental, person but it isn’t like I am posting pictures of these people on the internet. Well… I have only done that once. Just kidding, I have come close to doing it, but never will. Anyways, if you saw what some of these tourists were wearing, you would definitely struggle to stifle a chuckle.

This year at Sundance I am not seeing that many films. In actuality, I only saw one. The film was called Dark Horse. It was really well made, entertaining, and a wonderful story. 

SPOILER ALERT: Just kidding! I ain’t gunna spoil nothing.

SPOILER ALERT: Did you actually think I would do it this time? #Gullible 

Anywho, today I leave for a ski race in Sun Valley so I’ll be skipping the tail end of Sundance this year. 

Last night I was thinking about this as I fell asleep. Obviously my first feeling was hallelujah, no more sundancers! And then, something weird happened. I felt… bummed.

Writing this blog made me realize something… they always do! Sundance does make me flustered and some people just get on my nerves. However, I think I would feel pretty upset if the festival went to any other town. Sundance is the one time that I get to live in a true ‘big’ town, and I have learned to embrace every aspect of it. 

Half Way There

HELLLOOO fellow bloggers. Well I guess I shouldn’t totally doubt that my only readers are fellow classmates because I know for a fact that I do have some real followers… Shoutout to my mom’s book club! 

DO YOU WANT TO KNOW SOMETHING COOL? 

FYI that was rhetorical. I am going to tell you something cool either way.

Anywho, WE ARE EXACTLY HALF WAY THROUGH THE SCHOOL YEAR. 

We are at the peak of a steep, STEEP mountain and will soon be gracefully heading down. 

Actually… I take that back because really we are still going up. School ain’t gunna to get any easier. Lunch ain’t gunna get any yummier. The building ain’t gunna get any bigger. The clock ain’t gunna move any faster. And your stress level ain’t gunna get any lower. 

However, now my fellow students and I can get a good idea of what to expect as we arrive at the dungeon each morning. Such as the hallways.

The ladies causing traffic. 

Our hallways have a very close resemblance to a highway. During rush hour. The right side goes one way and the left side goes the opposite. But then there are those groups of girls that just can’t seem to figure it out and cause problems. I mean seriously, it is not necessary to stop in the middle of the hallway(causing traffic) just to tell your bestie how cute their outfit is today. This is a very nice compliment but it’s not like the outfit will lose its cuteness by lunch!

In Park City, Ninth grade is one of the biggest years of our lives. We are the children that the streets of our town is watching out for because we earn our permits and are newbies on the roads. Well some of us at least, I don’t get it because some kids wait another six months after their birthday before they get their permit. Why would you ever put the freedom to drive on hold? It will always remain a mystery to me. On March 25th 2015, Park City better make way because that is the day my hands will touch the steering wheel and my foot will push the gas pedal. You know assuming I pass the test… knock on wood.

Ninth grade is also our last year at Treasure before we enter the menacing Park City High School. But it is sort of nice because we won’t be the scrawny freshmen walking the halls… We will be the totally mature and fully developed sophomores. I just love the ring of that! “Sophmores”. It sounds so… so sophisticated.

Oh man I am gettin’ myself too excited too fast again! I keep forgetting that we still have two whole quarters left. 90 days filled with pure happiness… Or stress, hunger, and misery. It is how ever you choose to look at it.