TX. correspondent

The lights dim, the theater quiets, and you're set with a fresh bag of popcorn on your lap.

Perhaps you're ready to brace yourself for the new slasher flick, bawl your eyes out over "P.S. I Love You" or "The Last Song," encapsulate your mind in a brainteaser like "Inception," or just sit down for a two- to three-hour laugh sesh that could pass for an abdominal workout.

When teens of all grades envision senior year, they don't think of classrooms or homework. They think of being around the friends they've gathered, laughing at inside jokes and just having a blast.

For me, senior year was walking into rooms full of people I didn't know.

The New Year's Resolution. It can come in many forms: scribbled down on the page of a notebook, published via a Facebook status update, frustratingly vented out to a friend in mid-December, or just a measly declaration that "Next year, I'll ... (fill in the blank)".

I started writing this story the day before its deadline.

As one of my many 2010 New Year's resolutions was to stop procrastinating once and for all, this is an example of one of many "Epic Fails" that teens came across this year regarding their New Year's resolutions.

With the Internet becoming more accessible, the popularity of the famous social networking site Facebook expands every day -- with both good and bad consequences.

There are more features and capabilities and more people to share these with, but there is also more room for conflict among Facebook users. In order to avoid said conflict, we have compiled a list of what some Top of Utah teens say are the "Do's and Don't's of Facebook."

The football sails into the end zone; the pass is complete. TOUCHDOWN!

The crowd goes wild and triumphant cheers blast through the stadium. The winning team hoists their star quarterback into the air and carries him across the field in victory. That's the football frenzy -- the greatest game in town!

Engines roar as people mull around, taking pictures and perhaps pausing in a spot of rare shade. The salt, white and packed hard, sparkles in the sunlight. I see a Corvette, tricked out for racing, and snap a picture.