As we go marching on

I hold my breath
 as I stand here and wait-
For the announcer to call us
in through the gate
We stand at attention,
our heads held up high
barely noticing the others
as they go on by.
It feels like forever
that we have been standing so still
and as I grow anxious
I begin to lose will.
I think in my mind
why am I doing this? I ask-
memorizing three songs
is such a hard task.
What if I forget all the music
we've learned,
and blow off the prize
that we have so earned?
After all of those hard practices
from August to November,
the long hours in the grueling sun
that I can remember.
From day until night,
with tears, sweat and pain,
what is from this experience
that I will have gained?
Then I turn my mind to
the people around me,
some of the best friends I know
who are always beside me.
So many experiences
have we all had together
from Annapolis, to London
that we'll know forever.
As I remember these things,
I hear loud cheers,
then the announcer states
"The jf marching cavaliers!"
And as a whole we start to go,
into the stadium,
to start our show.
And we go through the entrance,
we are blinded by light,
the stadium that illuminates
the dark starry night.
We file into place
at the ready to begin
and I tilt my head down
and on my face, a small grin.
And then I realize
that this is the reason
why I have been in
the band all these seasons.
The feeling you get,
doing something special,
it doesn't even matter
if you win any metals.
The important part is
the ride on the way
the new friends you make,
best friends they will stay.
Now listening to the crowd
as loud as a storm
I put my mallets up
and begin to preform.

The cricket

The brown cricket chirps
a sound that breaks the starry night
then all is quiet again.

That night

Once at night
the stars are bright
they shine and shimmer
like jewels that glimmer.
Twinkling
Blinking
Winking
The ocean is at peace
the air, a soft breeze
rolling in it's sleep and,
gently kissing the sand
The music sings loudly then whispers a soft
melody as it touches the
wet sand.
We're join;
 hand in hand.
The wet, bright moon bathes us
in milky white light
slipping silently over our faces
then a sound
a twinge
a twang\
suddenly,
the music honks and hops
and bangs and pops
Bright sounds  burst at the seams
 into colors of oranges, reds, and yellows and greens
we're giggling and laughing
we're dancing and clapping
we're shouting and styling
we're happy and smiling
our eyes as they meet
and our feet
tap the beat and
the song slows
and it shows
but our love,
it still glows.

Always

I see you.
I believe in you, why?
I love you.
Yet
You won't love
You are afraid
You are cynical
but
I take your hand and show you the world through new eyes.
You see the colors when you realize.
We dance together in the night as stars twinkle above
We hold each other close and we love, love, love.
then
You remember
You forget me
You run
You hide
and
I cry.


I
still love you
Love
is what I do
You
are still blinded by the past
Still
you won't love.

Plain as the Colors and Secure as the Wind

Lonely is the road you're leading
but what will you do when it comes to a bend?
I dare ask will it end?
I want you to know that it isn't finished for me
I grow stronger every day
I don't know why.
'Sound the bugle' and wake me up when
life has turned around.
Nothing has to be tangled
it can be simple.
It's plain as colors and secure as the wind.
Even after the news, I can't stop.
My hearts be ever more.
I still love you, love you, love you.
And I don't know why you refuse, why is your heart hiding?

"La Fuerza Mayor" ( from Il Divo" )

Imagine a dream, a goal, something that you had been shooting for for an eternity. You'd been wanting this one thing, so badly, that you'd do anything to get it. Not a day went by that you didn't think of it, and you'd carried this dream everywhere you went. Imagine for every single one of those days, that you put your entire self plus more of excruciating pain into this dream. The dream, that you thought surely would come true. You'd refuse others for it, and thought only of it. Whenever you saw a movie you thought of it, when thinking of love you thought of it, when with friends, when with strangers, when with anyone, you thought of it. Even on those silent, cold nights, you looked up to the twinkling stars to find the absolute brightest, then you wished upon it and hoped and prayed that it'd come true. You smiled when you dreamed of it. You're heart was pure when you dreamed upon it. All was perfect.....................
Then it vanished. In a split second. Into the air. Gone.
All of this, years of work, suddenly gone by a single, lonely, idea. That halfway took the dream's place.
No one knows where the other half stands, except in the creator itself.
But the idea is out; its chains broken. It now takes its place.
To the world, the dream is forgotten. The idea stands like a boulder.
Yet somewhere, a tiny light glows unseen.
But to the tiny pebble, the dream lives on.

Winking stars

Walking silently through the cool summer night

the sand cool and soft

stars twinkle and wink, and the milky white moon glows brilliantly 

Moonlight bounces off the dark waves as they softly crash in rhythm

the water gently rolls up the beach

the sand feels warm and wet as my toes begin to sink

all alone, but everything is peaceful and romantic

a star shoots across the night sky, and I am in space, I am a star

Everything is dark and beautiful, wishing to be there everyday

Then suddenly, out of nowhere he is here beside me

we walk silently

everything is beautiful

then suddenly the sky bursts with color

red, green, yellow, purple, blue and orange sparks dance across the moonlit sky

we hold our breath for a moment- a magical moment

our dreams are the stars

then we hold hands

and we dance back home

One more strike and you're out

Chorus:
This is the old ball game
you don't want to lose your claim.
I'm about to pitch,
and if you should go and miss
I'm not gonna rest
I will put you to the test
but if you don't look and mess about
I promise that I will strike you out.
Here's your last chance, you better aim,
This is the old ball game

I threw the first as hard as I could
but you forgot to look, as you should
and like in the sand I know you wanted to run
but you let your chance go by; strike one.

I was so angry that you let the chance go past
I really din't think we were going too fast
We could have had our big heart's breakthrough
But you messed up again; strike two.

chorus

This is your last chance to hit a home run
 but there you go again, partying and having fun
I can't believe you completely forgot about me,
I am done with you; and that was strike three.

chorus

I am so disappointed, I thought you were the guy
who was going to hit it way up to the sky
I thought you were perfect, you'd never make a mistake,
but now you will never get to run to first plate.

 But then I remember all of the good things that you've done
before when with my heart you'd hit a home run
that beautiful night looking up at the stars
it was just us, the night was ours
and since you were so good at romance
I decided to give you one more chance
don't do it again, don't go down that route
because if you strike one more time, you're out.

chorus

Love.What does that mean to you? That one, silly little word. Only 4 letters.  But yet, it means so much. Please reader, close your eyes for a minute and repeat that word in your head.

Did you do that? I hope so. What did you think when you said the word inside your mind? You need not tell others what it means to you, it's different for everyone.

Dear reader, have you ever wondered to yourself why some words sound the way they do? When you say that word, your tongue makes a journey from the bottom of your teeth to the bottom of your mouth, creating an "O", and somewhat of a circular path. I wonder, a journey? That little word, love, can be used for lots of different meanings as well. To a friend, for example, one might say "I love ya girl!" In which the word is not used to its full extent. However, when used to a person such as a date, its meaning is much deeper, redder, and fuller. Imagine that. That one, small, little, 4- lettered word, being so powerful. Meaning so much.
So, dear reader, after reading this, does it make you enjoy, just a tiny bit more, the happiness the small things in life bring?
So don't pick on small people! Because, if you just agreed to this, short people are the most influential and rule the world. What now, bro.

Dear reader, I hope you just laughed out loud.

To Be Honest

First of all, trust me, I know how insanely annoying tbh things are. Which is why I felt bad doing it once, because I was bored. Anyways, last I posted I had liked someone by the code name of "sweetfrog" or, "jackfrost." Well that's done with now. Don't get me wrong, he is still really awesome and all, it's just that there is someone that I can.... relate.... to better now. And he is known as "Simba." I'm sure, reader, that you are thinking, "oh wow, she's always jumping around liking new guys, what a player!" And that's NOT true. Sweetfrog and Simba are the two main people I have ever liked. And I liked Sweetfrog for a LONG time. But back to TBH thing, if he had liked my status, I would have sent him a message saying, "tbh, you're really nice and you are a great friend :)." But if I could say what I REALLY want to say, I would write

To be honest, you are fantastic. You're hilarious, with an awesome sense of humor and to me that's the best trait to have. But you are also so sweet and nice, and very friendly. You're also helpful and have a great taste in music, movies, and pretty much everything. To use my favorite book, if you were harry potter, I'd want to be your Ginny. I wouldn't even mind dyeing my hair red, because I've always wanted to do that anyways. I have found out that we have SO much in common. From songs to careers. To be honest, I wouldn't even care what you looked like. Although, I would be sad if you didn't look like you. ;) Because honestly, I really truly love you.

Smile, for goodness sake

Oh my goodness. All of these posts are so dark and depressing. I need to definitely write more happy things.
The ocean's so pretty,
it smells so sweet,
the sand feels so good,
on my bare feet.

Pearl Harbor

The movie, Pearl Harbor, is one of my all-time-favorite movies. The characters, Rafe and Danny are best friends who grew up together in Tennessee during the times of World war I. They both share the dream of becoming a great pilot and fighting for America. The character Rafe is a bit more confident and a tab bit cockier than Danny, and is always trying to protect him. Still, both their hearts are true and brave. Rafe and Danny love flying more than anything, and help each other as best friends do. But later in the movie, they find that there is one someone that walks into their life that they both love that cannot be shared. On top of that, secretly in the background the Japanese are planning an attack on Pearl Harbor. Meanwhile, they are informed of secret missions they are to perform, that are dangerous. When disaster finally strikes, they have to learn to forget their disagreements to help save America, each other, and themselves.
 This is a great movie; if you haven't seen it, do see it!
I absolutely loved the characters that  Ben Affleck and Josh Hartnett play, if they were combine into one, that would be an amazing person. Can you tell which is Rafe and which is Danny?

Run away

I want to run away from it all. Seeing them walk and talk happily as can be down the hallways always make me bite my lip and want to run away. Seeing them post cute little pictures of each other, makes me want to go away.  Someplace far away. I feel dizzy, and left out. I can't do things right in front of him, making myself look stupid. I want him to see, but he can't, and when we accidentally meet eye contact-he turns away; probably feeling awkward and embarrassed that a freakin' little 9th grader likes him. He won't walk the way he used to, probably because we would always pass in the hallway. He avoids me. I try to talk to him but he won't even say a word. He won't talk, he won't say anything. He feels weird-ed out and I hate it. This isn't what I wanted. He was such a great person and now I have ruined even possibilities of friendship. It seems dramatic but I can't stand the fact- that, because of me, everything crumbles down and falls apart. I am the one responsible. It is my fault. I am the reason, that I lost a friend.

So I want to run away. Far away.

Les Enfants

Little children are amazing. I envy how they can become instant friends with you, and how they are so sweet. I also love how they can bring out the caring side of people. One person in band, a senior, who I'd have never thought could be good with children or so mature turned out to be really great with kids. He definitely made himself loved by all of the kids, and was really sweet as well. When one little boy fell down and started crying, he took the little one up on his shoulders and made him a "king" and ran him around everywhere. Before the event happened he took good control, much like a counselor, and made everyone excited for it. I absolutely love that.
Ialso love how one little boy really liked me. He was so sweet, saying things like "you're pretty" and "no! I want to hold her hand!" and holding my hand. If only that were someone else I know saying that -_-
And of course the cutest little girl that was in the class I was in charge of was also awesome. She was so adorable and nice. She was also one of my "hand holders" and she desperately wanted me to be her sister and to have a sleepover, haha. Helping the 1st graders with their field day really made my day :)

For the love of a song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyvnahpBgAU&NR=1&feature=fvwp
Anyone who reads my blog must know that this is one of my ABSOLUTE favorite songs, and better watch it. Just give it a chance, (would you)?

Now that you have been inspired, I really need ideas for the title one of my new piano songs. I know you can't hear it, but the overview of it is that it starts out in a somewhat of a minor key, has a loud(angry) chorus, another melody and chourus, and somewhere while in the middle of that it suddenly changes key signatures in to a happier course of cords. If you have any good song title ideas, please comment! Thanks

Hahaha

...Did I just see something there? Or was it my imagination? Yes, of course it was, please, go back to reality.
Could it be possible, though, that today, I saw something in his eyes? No of course not.
I felt like I saw something there, like a spark....but I don't want to get my hopes up.
He is amazing, and hilarious. I truly haven't met anyone who is as entertaining as he is. Humor is the most important thing to me that I find in a guy. That and the eyes. Because laughing, is the cure to most everything.
We played ULTIMATE frisbee today also. And we both fell, well me almost, in our chairs. And we pet a chicken. Was a lovely drumline party.

Frown :(

 Dear reader,
I want to let you know a secret to my writing. When I write something, I don't make it all up. There has to be a base for it. As for this, it is definitely all real.

Even when you have a little ray of hope
it gets crushed into a thousand pieces.
This feeling torments me; my only escape is writing this.
But just seeing her with him, it just makes me so angry! I know some people can make themselves feel better with petty things like ice cream, but I feel sorry for those who get that horrible feeling.
I don't care if I admit it, I am definitely jealous! It's horrible and I try not to be but it is impossible!  I know it sounds like I'm over reacting, but for once, could something go right in my love life? I know I'm so lucky to have a healthy body and I have many things to be thankful for, and I know I'm ugly, but for once, could someone in the world see beyond the outside? All people care about is looks; so what is wrong with people today? I feel like I'm the only one who understands me at times. There is only one person that I've ever met that can also, and she is the best person in the world in my eyes. I can't believe that I have a friend as good as her. So if you're reading this, Emily Wheeler, I hope you know that you are truly the greatest person ever.
and to sweetfrog, I know you aren't reading this, but I want to let you know that I think about you all the time. It may seem a bit creepy, but I do. I want to let you know that I like you for the things that should count in life, like your kindness and your talent and especially your humor. That when my friends make fun of you I defend you. That I wish you could try to get to know me. That I try to be a better person for you. That each day I try to do something nice in hope that I could be good enough for you. And that I hope you can see that we aren't that different as far as age goes. But mostly,     that you are happy. And I know I'm acting as if it's the last love in the world, but what can I say-
I'm passionate.

Smile :)

          Just like a crescent moon,
 shimmering, bright, and beautiful,
 Kill the envious sun soon,
for it is yellow, sick, pale and dull.
          It makes the black sky bright,
 and makes the world a wonderful place,          
 in the soul it turns on a light,                                      
the thing that is glued upon your face.
        When I see you I hope I'll see,
 for it makes me warm and cheerful,
it takes me to a place where I'm free,
and not in the pace where I'm most fearful.
      With you it will always be,
on you it could stretch a mile,
oh how lovely it is to me,
your wonderful, beautiful, smile.
                             The parts that are underlined is from Romeo and Juliet, by Shakespeare                                  :)

Beutiful soul by Jesse McCartney

 I absolutely love this song by Jesse McCartney

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But im just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c`mon lets try

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

You beautiful soul

Life

Some THE best moments of my life is from being in my highschool's marching band. Of course, to many people, I would be considered a "band nerd;" I've heard it all before. This in incorrect, though, because I am in fact a band geek. But it's much more than just playing instruments and marching. It's what gave me character. My best friends, I have made from this, and literally the worst hardships and best moments of my life that I will remember forever. I sometimes wonder where I'd be if I didn't join marching band. Without meeting 97 percent of my friends? Scary thought. I have faced tough difficulties having done this, as well, but we learn from our mistakes. At least if you're not me. I have also liked some of the people in there, yet screw it all up. Then it's hard to talk to people. Yesterday was awesome, especially riding the bus back. Havinga group conversation with sweetfrog is...hilarious. He is the funniest person I know, and can always make you smile. I don't particularly care, but he is also the handsomest person I have ever met. Plus he's responsible, hard working, and talented beyond belief. He knows music and can write it, which is great. And he's smart and caring, as well as he goes to church. He is nothing other than amazing. If only he would talk to me, if only I could respond.

這不是韓國人！

이 년 후 중국에 이사 한국 친구가, 내가 슬픈 건 내가 그녀를 그리워 할거다있다. 그녀는 정말 대단하고 좋은 친구입니다. 내가 새로운 언어를 배우는 사랑하기 때문에 그녀는 나를 좀 한국 단어와 구문을 (생물학 수업 중에)의 가르치고있다. 그녀는 영어의 날 '쥐'로 번역을 준 내 이름은 문자 'g'처럼 발음됩니다. 학습이 새로운 언어의 모든 나를
 영어로 물건을 잊게 만드는 ... 전 제가 이것에 대한 구글 번역 사용 인정 하겠지만, 그래서 아마 정확한를 오메 못할거야

Yirma- river flows in you Boa-Every heart

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhN7SG-H-3k
This is easily my favorite song for piano
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usglmnxzENw
This song is so beautiful

These two songs are gorgeous and I think they describe me perfectly

                                                   I had loved                you but then

                                    but then I saw you with       her and my heart tore
                               into thousands of tiny pieces.  And the girl is my friend. so
                            how is it that I could blame her? You have no idea, that the re
                              ason I act this way is because I care so much for you and I
                                 prayed that we could somehow be. Yet what matters m
                                  ore is that you are happy and that someone loves you.
                                    I just hope you always remember, when you are o
                                     
                                       ut there chasing your dreams, someone will be
                                          around, still thinking of you. I am lost with
                                            out you. You are the road not taken to
                                               me, but how can I follow it when t
                                                 here is someone already down
                                                    there? I just want to let yo
                                                      u know that it hurts. L
                                                         ike a fire that took
                                                            over my soul.
                                                              And that I
                                                                 love u.
                                                                                 

                                        

You have no idea
That the reason I act strange is because I'm afraid,
I want so badly
then I trip on nothing.
You have no idea
That the reason I turn away
is to hide my shame
because I care so much for you.
You have no idea
how I feel when you speak to me like that
or how it feels to see you
with others.
You have no idea
how much I regret
the things I have said
messing up speech to you...
You have no idea
how badly I wish
that I could be perfect for you
the one that you fell in love with..
You have no idea
that tears roll down my face
silently into the dark
praying for you to open your eyes
waiting for a light
for you to realize
how much this hurts
and that this torn heart
cannot stay awake much longer.

You have no idea that I 

The Frog Prince of sweetness (by Samantha Chalker)

Once upon a time, there lived a princess who was very small. She didn't like being small. Then one day, she met a magical wizard fairy named 'chaera'. Chaera the fairy said she could grant the princess one wish, so the princess was very excited. She asked Chaera to make her tall. So chaera pulled out her wand, and soon the princess started growing, and growing, and growing. Soon, she was as tall as a house! The princess was very happy. As she made her way back to her kingdom, she spotted her lover, the frog price. She ran over to him. "Look at me!," she cried. "I am big!" The frog prince leaned very far so as to look her in the eyes. "Why are you as tall as a house?" He asked, frowning. "Because I made a wish, from the fairy Chaera," said the princess. "Don't you like me tall?'' The frog prince shook his head. "No," he replied. "You are way, way too tall. I can't look at you without leaning over. But I did like you before, just the way you were." So the next day, the princess got fairy Chaera to make her small again. Then she and Frog prince lived happily ever after. The end.

This story was told by Samantha Chalker and written on here by moi

20 things to do when ordering pizza

Fun Ways to Order Pizza www.101funjokes.com

1. Imitate the order taker's voice.
2. Order two toppings, then say, "No, they'll start fighting." 
3. Put them on hold. 
4. .When the order is repeated, change it slightly. When it is repeated again, change it again. On the third time, say "You just don't get it, do you?"

    5.Mumble, "There's a bomb under your seat." When asked to repeat that, say "I said 'sauce smothered with meat'."
    6.Dance all around the word "pizza." Avoid saying it at all costs. If he/she says it, say "Please don't mention that word."
    7.Ask if they're familiar with the term "spanking a pizza." Make up a description to go with the term. Ask that this be done to your pizza.
    8.If he/she suggests anything, adamantly declare, "I shall not be swayed by your sweet words." 
    9.Play a sitar in the background. 
   10.Move the mouthpiece farther and farther from your lips as you speak. When the call ends, jerk the mouthpiece back into place and scream goodbye at the top of your lungs.
   11.Say it's your anniversary and you'd appreciate if the deliverer hid behind some furniture waiting for your spouse to arrive so you can surprise him/her.
   12.Try to talk while drinking something.      
   13.When they repeat your order, say "Again, with a little more OOMPH this time."
   14.Order term life insurance.
   15.Put the accent on the last syllable of "pepperoni." Use the long "i" sound.
   16.Rent a pizza.
   17.Start your order with "I'd like. . . ". A little later, slap yourself and say "No, I don't."
   18.Order 52 pepperoni slices prepared in a fractal pattern as follows from an equation you are about to dictate. Ask if they need paper.
   19.Tell the order taker a rival pizza place is on the other line and you're going with the lowest bidder.
   20.Rattle off your order with a determined air. If asked "Would you like drinks with that?", panic and become disoriented.     

Tin man

I have noticed that all of these posts so far are depressing. So, it is time for some good news here. My English teacher, who it awesome, has a husband who was in bad state with his heart. But finally, today he got a brand, new, working one put in, and I'm sure she is overjoyed. They have been waiting for a long time for this, and finally his miracle came. Thank God for this, we(my class and I) are so happy for her! :)

And Atlas Turned away

We can see the way you look at her, we can feel that you want her.


And every time
we
see you, it hurts. There are no amount of words that can express the way it rips
us.
We look away, pretending that
we
don't care, that you're just another one....but you're not.
We know that we don't look like her, and it is true,
we are not her.We cannot fix this.

But have you ever had a dream,
when you looked up into that shimmering, starry night sky and wished upon that one star?
And when you crossed your fingers,
you silently prayed that it could be more than, just a wish?

Yes,
we have had that dream, too.
We have prayed, and
we have hoped, yet at times we feel....... like we are just like everyone else, blended in,
                                                                                   to you.
And at times, we forget that we are not just part of the crowd, and we forget that

                                             
                                                                I am someone.


 

Mardi Gras

Mardi Gras, or 'fat Tuesday', is a fantastic celebration that originated in France. The day changes each year, but it is usually held in March. In the united states, the most common place of celebrating is in Louisiana. On this day, people celebrate by wearing purple, green or gold, face masks, and sometimes dressing up wildly in parades. He is a recipe used just for this occasion, the 'King cake.' Whoever gets the piece with the prize inside, is named the Mardi Gras King

 http://www.kitchendaily.com/recipe/kings-cake-148005

Avec tu

With you it can hold on, with you is where it lies,
With you it's chains are set free, and with you it soars and flies.
With you it has no pain, with you it can only love,
With you it doesn't burn, with you it is a dove.
With you it can feel, with you it can sing,
With you it can rejoice, and with you it can swing.
With you it can finally stand up, with you it is not small,
With you it can awaken, with you it cannot fall.

And with you it can stay, but not amongst another,
if there is, it will leave, no longer a cheerful lover.
 But,
Without you it is in a storm, without you there isn't soft snow,
Without you lightning is pounding it, without you the river cannot flow.
Without you it is lost, without you it is alone,
Without you it will blacken, without you it is a stone.
Without you it is trapped, without you in a raging fire,
Without you it melts away, without you there is no desire.
Without you it is burned by flames, without you the light drifts away,
Without you it has no home, yet with another it cannot stay.
Without you it will crack, and without you it will part,
                                                                   so please promise me, that you will never, break my heart.

"I have a dream" by Martin Luther King Jr.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today! http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkihaveadream.htm

A pretty epic Saturday

So for all who care, in the last part of my last post "so I took one step and I'm already lost", I found a compass.
So yesterday was an amazing day. It was our Deeprun competition for drumline, and the first exciting part was that we saw a mouse in a Mc.Donalds. A friend of mine told the lady who was  at the counter, and her expression was priceless. On the bus ride, we watched "Easy-A", while I sat beside my best friend in the world. When we finally got to the highschool, I'll admit I was really anxious. I had just learned the closer the previous night, in an awesome sectional, because I had been sick for practices. When we were about to preform, one: my other friend killed my foot by falling on it(nevermind) and two: I was pretty sure I was going to be the only one to blank out on the closer. So we headed in, and I felt pretty confident (I was rockin' the opener and ballad on marimba) untillllll we got to the third song. I honestly had no idea what happened, but somewhere the drums and front ensemble got wayyy off. I looked over to my fellow mallet players, and one by one they stopped. So I did too, and basically, I wished the our voice over had said-"WHAT IF we didn't even finish the song?" So I guess the judge just thought this was what we had, and, fail or not, we left the gym The best part though was, as everyone's faces were in shock, our director and my other friend were laughing their heads off. And this laughter was to be more with a bus running over his bag. Once we came inside again to wait for awards, I had a nice conversation with "Jack frost" and others. Then we went inside, and I watched as "my hysterical friend" danced on the floor with others as loud music played. But what shocked us was, we actually did not come in last. And as to why, I can't imagine how. Finally my amazingly awesome day ended with a bus ride back and 'Inception.'

And that, has made all the difference.

I had an old friend who I miss quite dearly, but to follow their path I cannot see clearly. One road or another, I cannot choose, I'm afraid if I take one, what will I'll lose? Yet why would I take this path, why the choice is mine, and look at the other, it's truly divine. But even if I chose the first, it wouldn't be fair, for there is some person  already walking down  there. And now that I think, why would I follow my friend? The say something one minute, then my heart's at it bend? I truly believed that that path was my choice, that finally I could call out and hear my own voice. But I was mistaken, so simply you see, I will not make that mistake again, I have set myself free. So now I'm at the other path, I am ready to go, It will be the right choice, it's covered in snow. My friend can enjoy what ever they've discovered, because I have my path, for it is now uncovered. But I hope my friend has found what they desire, for their needs are too much, for me to require. Finally now I have chosen, it doesn't matter the cost. So I take my first step, and I'm already lost.

Jack Frost

I am lucky to know a person who is amazing in every way. His heart is pure, he is very talented, nice, and is quite funny. He is always there to cheer you up.What makes him special, though, is that when it comes time, he will take matters seriously. He's a good leader, and will take responsibility. He is also a wonderful percussionist, which, of course, is a good characteristic. Since the day I met him, I always knew there was something different, in a good way, about him, but I never realized. I will be so heartbroken when he leaves, and I will miss him deeply. Always I will, Jack Frost.

A renewed Hope

Once beautiful flowers wither away, falling silently onto the graying ground. The bloody red sun begins to sink, casting a shadow and turning white into ash. Cries of bitter resentment are heard….somewhere, over the dark horizon. Yet, as the cries are flowers, they begin to fade softly; away and trailing off into the distance. They are white doves, taking their last silent breath into the night.

 But there is a faint sound. A listener opens his ear.  In the midst of the dying land, a tiny green has peaked. A new brilliant miracle stands strong against the bitter-harsh, withered heap. Rejoicing, the sun pokes its yellow head above the wave! And for a second, the land is washed in golden shimmering light!

But, as all things must leave, it soon retreats, slowly sinking back into its’ hiding place. And the world is once again stone.

Yet in the distance, in a far wanted place, the little green is still growing, and holds on.

What if?

What if, this world could be perfect? Like a song, everything could be in perfect harmony, and no war?
But, this is just a dream.
What if, the mountain sides and the people in the world treated everyone fairly? No fighting, no anger?
No, this is just a dream.
What if, everyone could be content, happy with themselves, and not be pressured to be fake?
Of course, this is just a dream.
What if, No one was hurt, murdered, or if no one committed crimes?
Oh how unrealistic, this is just a dream.
What if, someday, your heart will mend, and all of the shattered pieces form together again, as one?
This, can only be a dream.
But what if, what if, over the horizon and great red sky, that someone will come?


......Is this, a dream?

Well I just started this blog so, I'm still trying it out.(this won't be a very good post)
But about me, first of all my life is music. I play percussion, which is the best instrument there is. Mallets, marimbas, I love it. I also enjoy photography and art, and hope to find a good art school when I'm older. My best friend is Ireland E., and I do not know what I'll do when she graduates.