First Blog: Look at me, I can Internet!

Hello, friends. Well, I hope there's friends out there. I kind of just made this at about 3 in the morning, and I don't exactly know how to be friends with people on here or anything. So who knows. I could be writing this for nobody to see but myself. So for those who might not know me, my name is Rod, and I like to party. Actually, my name's Michael Jay Clawson, I'm a student at BYU, and I like to think I'm an interesting person. I don't know how cool this blog is going to be, but I've heard fun things about doing them. I have a few friends who do them, and what they do seems intimidating. Well here goes!

I'm not really sure if I need to do a small expository on my life before I actually begin talking about myself, but I'll do it anyways. I am currently eighteen, I go to Brigham Young University, and am trying to get into the Vocal Performance program there. It's hard. They take ten people each year, and for some reason, Mormons like their kids to do artsy things, like singing. So there are a lot of good people here. Last year, I was fourteenth overall, which was nice. But not nice enough to get in the program. My audition this year yielded me relatively similar results, I got a bit higher up, I'm actually currently on a sort of waiting list for the program, which means if anyone drops, I'm in. The reasons for why I'm on the waiting list and not in the program are related to my voice giving out on the day of my audition, which I will not be getting into. It's a bunch of rage and unhappiness that don't belong on the Internet. Look at me, being a responsible individual with a connection to the world wide web! My parents would be so proud.

 But anyway, I digest. No, seriously, I just ate some cereal. You wouldn't believe how long night is until you don't sleep during it. Makes a man hungry.

The main point of what I was trying to say is that I want to do music. I hope I have the voice for it, because I like it a lot. It's my release for a lot of things. If you want inspiration to do music sometime in your life, in whatever circumstance you may be in, check this out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQaiHQyPztE

It's pretty much the best piece of music of all time. In my book, currently, anyways. If that carries any weight with anyone here (And by here, I mean reading this. If you're in my computer, kindly get out. I'm low on disc space as it is.). If you don't have a huge attention span, you can skip to about 4:30 in the video and still get large amounts of enjoyment out of it. It's the best. True story.

ANYWAYS. I eventually want to perform opera somewhere for a few years, and then when I feel I possess the skills to know how to do well in that field, I want to teach. It just seems like a more stable option. That's kind of my life goal in a work sort of sense. In case anyone wanted to know.

I was born in Fredrick, Maryland to my parents, Rob and Janet. Side note: They are literally the best people I've ever had the privilege of meeting. My dad is the wisest and most capable individual I know, and my mother has to be the kindest and happiest. They're great. I have four siblings. Melanie is older than me, and is married to a guy who is from Utah. He has a pretty hardcore Utah accent, which I make fun of him for. Good thing he's a good guy, or else he would be totally sunk. Just kidding, Eric (If you happen to read this.). My brother David is seventeen, and is autistic. He is one of my favorite people in the world (if not my favorite.). He is always so nice, and it's great to talk to him on the phone. My smaller sister Sarah is twelve, and is enjoying the great wonders of being in middle school. Heh heh heh. She's pretty cool. Daniel is the youngest, being nine. He likes video games, which is a lot of what he talks to me about when I call. He's pretty hyperactive and adorable. And that's my family, minus my dog, Rusty. He's the same age as Daniel, and he's a Sheltie. Consequently, he is also hyperactive and adorable. Something about 2003, huh?
That's him. Rusty, not Daniel. Look at him. Don't you just want to pet him and hold him and keep him forever? Too bad. He's mine.

So that's my family, if I ever reference any of them.

What else about me...hmmm....

My church calling is the ward choir director. It's incredibly rewarding, and I love picking and directing the music. It's great.

My friends include a large amount of individuals, considering there are a lot of people whose company I enjoy. I spend a lot of time hanging with them. Homework is something that I do, but should do more of. Hm, maybe later.

Oh! I'm going on a mission! Kind of something big to overlook. But I'm reporting to the France Paris mission on the 30th of May. For two years. That will be a while. But it'll be good. I'll be in areas that my dad went to, since he was in the Brussels Belgium mission. I'm excited about it.

Also, I have a....something. It was a girlfriend. Her name is Brooksany, and she's amazing. She lives at home in Iowa, and goes to school there. We were together for nine months until we decided to hold off for a while, since we've both been extremely busy and don't really have the time to put into a good relationship right now. So we're just friends for now. But she is beautiful, kind, hardworking, hilarious, pretty, caring,  and the best. Did I mention beautiful? If I haven't made it clear, I like her a lot. The only difficulty is that we're not exactly dating, but we're not exactly just friends, either. Look at me, I'm back in high school.

But this is me. All of this stuff I've talked about is me. I probably missed stuff about me that I just forgot to say, and it'll occur to me when I wake up in four hours for class. Such is life, I suppose. I don't really know how all this works, but I think I'm supposed to put some sort of plug in here for the people who actually read the whole post here. Congratulations, you guys are pretty talented at reading junk that's semi-entertaining. I promise that I'm not nearly as boring normally. I have the backstory out of the way now, so it can only go up from here. When I have something cool/important/poignant/interesting to tell about my life, I'll be back here, I suppose. See you till then! Keep it cool and take it easy.