Music

Music never fails to make me laugh, whenever I feel stressed or worried I just turn on some music, letting the soft sounds lift the weight of my shoulders. I've had music in my life for so long that sometimes I feel a little obsessed, it lets my brain flow and my muscles relax. I love to listen to the many different instruments and all the verity of voices. Music is so beautiful. The mouse in the book "The Tale of Desperaux" describes music as the sound of honey, I always think of that when I listen to music, he is perfectly right, it's sweet, and flowing. It's just the most wonderful feeling that that sweet sound fills you with.

Orchestra

I love playing the violin but I'm nervous to have a new teacher... I hope Ms. Palindiny is nice...

NOMT

I know that NOMT version 2.0 was a while ago but I didn't have a blog then and know I do! I just wanted eeryone who was in that show, they were amazing and I wish I could watch it again. I hope they do one next year!

Just had to throw that out there.

I don't write in my blog enough and I am also not the best writer. I made this blog because I like reading your blogs and I like writing. If I had three wishes that would be one of them. In fact, that would be my career if others thought I was good.

Fallen Warriors

As we drove to Neah Bay I was looking out the window because I was getting really car sick. (In case you haven't noticed, I get car sick A LOT) Anywho, I was looking out the window when I saw big 1o-15 foot tall piles of branches. That's strange I thought so I looked closer and realized they were full trees, grey and sad. There were tree stumps scattered here and there. These trees reminded me of fallen warriors. They had seen so much and they were so old, big, and powerful. They were so great but the people who cut them down were just ordinary people. They cut the trees down so easily. It was really sad to see that all those trees were cut down just to make room for big, ugly box like houses that all look the same. All the trees were limp and boring, as if they had been defeated. I just hope that they were making room for farm land or anything besides more housing developments.

The Oregon Coast

The ride to Oregon was hot and miserable. I haven't been blogging about anything but heat lately, it's so hot! Anyways, our car over-heated so my mom kept having to pull over and put water bottle after water bottle into the cars engine. This made the ride most unpleasant. On top of that we couldn't roll our window down because it was burning up outside and we couldn't turn the air conditioning on because our car was over-heating. This trip was the first time I brought my rabbit, Moose camping with us, with the heat and all I was a nervous wreck, Moose has a very thick layer of fur so it made me feel edgy the whole trip.

When we got there our fire pit was right next to our neighboring campers tent so we had to build our own. The beach there was strangely warm so my mom gave me a lesson on a surf board. I realize that I'm dragging on and on and you probably don't wan't to hear about my whole trip so I'll just tell you that it was warm and we had a blast! Oh and I buried my brother in the sand.

Hot Summer Day

Today as we drove down the freeway I looked out the window to see the heat waves playing along the pavement. The grass was a dull, dead brown color. When I stuck my head out the window it felt like I was putting my head right over a heating vent, sure, it gave me a breeze, but it was hot! The car gave me a muggy sort of feeling, everything felt sticky. The heat was so over-wellming! I was beginning to feel sick when we stopped in the Fred Meyers parking lot. We didn't feel motivated enough to get out of the car so we just sat there for a while. I decided to start people-watching. I saw a little girl complaining as she was practically dragged out of the store by her irritated looking mother. I saw a man with a turban on his head( I found that interesting) There was nothing else to see except for a couple of smokers leaning against the building, making the air around them stiff and polluted.

Earlier that day I went to a friend of mines underground pool. As I took the few steps needed to be taken to get to the pool I noticed how perfectly still and glassy it looked, perfectly transparent. I lightly dipped my foot in and watched as it rippled the surface, making it look more like water. I watched as my friend and her sister do front flips into the pool, making big splashes- every drop of water leaving its own set of ripples on the top of the pool. When my friends came up from the ten foot deep end of the pool laughing with pleasure was when I slowly took the steps into the pool, not quite as sure of myself as they were. The water was so refreshing, it was as if the sun had not made me miserable at all before. I splashed around and dunked a lot. My friends older sister tried to teach my mom how to dive into the pool the right way. Emma was there and we played colors and sharks and minnows. We had a long pole that one of us would sit on and the others would pull us up, it felt so strange to hang by your feet for a while then be plunged into the cold water. When I got out it didn't take long for me to be hot again but the car ride home wasn't nearly as miserable.

Now, I'm sitting here with a fan blowing cool air into my face and blowing my hair out of my face.