Timing Is Truely Everything..
Timing. It really is EVERYTHING. Unfortunatly, I have the REALLY bad kind where it is never the right timing. ever. Don’t leave someone you love for someone you like because the one you like will leave you for the one they love. Then after that your chances are totaly blown with the other one. That was the lesson of the day. Rough isn’t it? Ithought so. Man it just really makes you feel so dumb! Why would anyone do that!? jeeez just ahhh! Why can’t timing just go right for once?
Far From the Home I Love
So today was my first rehersal for the solo I am doing for NYSMA. It is a beautiful song called Far From the Home I Love from Fiddler on the Roof. It is about a girl who is torn between staying home or leavign to go live with the one she loves. It has minors while she is talking about what she is thinking and majors while she is talking about her family and past (at least I think..I’m not the best a music!) She ponders where she will be happier. All of her best memories are with her family, but this man is just everything she ever wanted! In the end she decides that “there with my love I’m home.” So home is where the people you love are. She then gets on the train to go with her man never to see her family again. So Amazing 
. I have to admit…I was very nervous going in there considering I didn’t really look at my music over break or anything and there were two eighth grade girls singing with me. Sadly, I was intimidated by them thinking that they would knock me out of my socks! My chorus teacher starts playing and we all start singing in unison. What a suprise to me that I actually did not sound as horrid as I thought I would!! I kind of felt good about how I sounded!! Usually I’m always getting down on myself about singing and well, everything else I do. Thinking that I’m just never good enough. Knowing there is someone better, prettier, skinner, more athletic, more dramatic, ect. out there than me. It gets me down in the dumps sometimes! For the first time ever though, I felt good about what I was doing! Genuinlly good! It was a very nice feeling . It probably did not sound awesome but hey! It will get better the more I practice (I hope!). Well now i just feel weird rambling on about this. Is this what a blog is supposed to do? Ramble on and on about how your life is going? Or the thoughts your having? Maybe even what your feeling? I supose that’s what mine is turning out to be!! Oh well I’m just going to end this one now! Until next time .
Thank You Angels
Friends are kisses blown to us by angels. <3 Wow life is so short isn’t it? Crazy. It could just end in a short second, that’s all it takes for life to be over. Nothing but a split second!! People as a whole just sweat the little stuff way to much, I’ve decided. I even do it. Last night i was freaking out because I did not like the garter i got for prom. Acting like it was the fricken end of the world. Well guess what, it wasn’t. Events that took place recently really made me realize, you only have one shot. That’s it! and it can end just like THAT! It’s time to stop taking life for granted!! Life will not always be there the way many teenagers think it will. It just won’t. Stop sweating the small stuff. They won’t matter in the long run. Just Let Go and Live with no regrets. Thank You Angels for watching over my friends. Thank you God for watching over them. I don’t know what I would do without them.
Dear Kim…
Ok. So I lied on my last post..sorry to say..I’m the world’s WORST blogger! I dread writing just can’t stand it. I have the disease of permnant writers block! Okay enough rambling about writing. I am writing this blog because Kim begged me. Ok not really BEGGED but asked . This is an odd day for me because i just completed a blog for my Enlgish class and am now doing one for “fun.” Life has been going pretty well. I’ve decided it is best to live by the quote what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. This rings true to me everyday. Every little thing that happens to you as miniscule and finding a penny on the street or giving someone that extra hug you normally wouldn’t makes you who you are and contributes to who you will become. (wow look at that HUGE run-on and guess what?! MR J CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT! MUHAHAHAHA) School is so so..very very stressful. No me gusta. I find the courses are really hard this year..or maybe the teachers are just incredbly horrid..I haven’t made up my mind yet. So I’m just rambling on and on so this blog will end here. Happy kim? i <3 you
sophmore year
It’s been a long time since I’ve touched this thing. I think it’s because I absolutly dread writing of any sort…but it’s apart of life so I guess I might as well get used to it. Since the last time I was on here … I got a boyfriend, fell in love, had my heart broken, started sophmore year, almost fell asleep on the first day in science, and found out we are doing a totally different musical than planned. This is not even the half of it, but the big events in the past month or so. I’m going to try writing in this a little bit more often than every few months or so, but right now theres really nothing to write so until next time goodbye.
sunday morning
there we meet up with that girl again.it’s sunday morning and very cold.but not a normal cold a cold that you feel within and it almost hurts.she is walking into church with her dad.this is a place she used to dread going when she was naive because she had to get up too early.now its a place she looks forward to going to.when she leaves she feels rejuvenated and fresh.this is mostly due to her sunday school teacher.he is very bubbly.it makes her feel happy inside.this mornings topic was abortion.it was rather controversial.but very interesting.the hour flew by and there she was again with her dad walking through the parking lot.driving to their sunday morning ritual of going out to breakfast.she had an omelet.flirted with the busboy.rolled her eyes at her dad.then left concluding sunday morning.
that girl.
that girl.
who sits alone at school waiting an hour to be picked up, feeling forgotten but knowing that she is not.
who has so much crap in her life that people don’t understand but still tries to keep her life under hand.
who is very blessed with great friends that will help her through the mess.
who lost her self four meir years ago to the feeling of being so very alone.
that girl haunts me.
