This page is where I can tell you people more about me and what good or bad news I have.
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School
I go to Covington Middle School and I'm in the eight grade. I have all honors and my electives are band, art, and PALs for this semester. They didn't open auditions and my friends guilted me into staying in my classes. PALs is a whole year class and it stands for Peer Assistant Leadership. We rule! If you guys don't know what it is, let me tell you. We do a lot of fundraisers and we go on field trips for training to help our school out. Some of the field trips are like get-togethers with the other school's PALs. One Saturday, we went on a whole day trip to Akins High School. I tell you that place is so big! Their courtyard is big enough to have two hundred people play tag in it! There were PALs from all over the state and it was awesome because we all got to meet really cool people and hear motivating speeches. We also got to play games and we saw Fly, one of the hottest dance groups in the world! In band, I play the flute! I'm first chair so be proud for me people. I worked so hard over the summer and I'm really glad I made it up there. Out of five I think...
I'm in Maroon Band so, of course, I'm going to be in first chair because it's the worst band there is...
No offense Mr. Farrell but our music seems to be easier than last year's music. But, of course, Gold Band doesn't seem that hard, either. My concert is in the big gym at school on May the 9th. The pieces are pretty good. I hope we can get lots more work in by that time, though. My boyfriend's birthday is on that day, too. Wonder what I should get him...
and after the concert, the PALs are going on a camping trip! Can't wait!!!
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Music
Music! As you people know, it's my life. Even though I have no talent in it. I play the flute for about two years now and I play the piano for three years already. I was actually going for about five years but then I moved here, to Austin. I love to sing and if you were living with me you'd get annoyed at me singing in the shower...
And then there's the dancing. Everywhere I go, if I hear music I just lose it! I don't care WHO looks at me like I'm weird, I will be free and shake to the beat! I love to go to dances because DUH, to dance I mean...
why would anyone go to dances if they weren't going to dance, right? Anyway...
I've been obsessed with singing ever since I was teeny! I learned songs from the television and I remember the time when I sang this song and my grandmother said, "Did your mom teach you that song because I know she hates the song herself?" Everyone was laughing because I said that I learned it from the television. And then one New Years holiday, my aunt and two uncles pitched in and took me into town where we took pictures and if I find the picture, I'll show it to yah! It's awesome because I was in a cute little dress and I heard a song so I just started dancing and everyone thought I was so cute but AnYwAy...
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New Year's Resolutions
I haven't really thought of one until the day school started back up again. I was in seventh period, Art and the warm-up said to draw your New Year's resolution. I didn't do it but on my way home I was thinking...
maybe I should pick one up. Since, I AM turning over a new leaf...
maybe I'll do my best to keep my grades up. Also, for she-who-shouldn't-be-named-for-no-reason-at-all-but-I-don't-want-her-to-lose-face to perish within the year. If NOT...
I will have her blood shedded on New Year's Eve...
just to get me going...
~*~cackles wickedly~*~
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Opinion
This dude I know is doing a survey and I believe this could be a cool subject to be on my webpage. Should we bomb Afghanistan or not? I put yes...
Half of the people put no and some people said that they can't decide and I mean...
what's there to decide? I mean, there IS innocent people but can't they move or something? I mean...
not OUR fault they're going to die because their idol/hero is pissing us off, am I right?
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Religion
Yeah, well, lately I've had a change in mind...
so, I guess I'll be going back to Wicca. Not such a big deal...
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I had this ONE experience...
I woke up and went into the living room where I saw my stepdad beating my mom and I'm like bawling my eyes out right then on my knees begginG him to stop and all he did was yell at me to get back inside the room so...
being the pussy that I am...
I ran back inside crying my eyes out until I fell asleep. Woke up! Heard some shuffling so decided to go out into the living room AGAIN! Saw my mom cleaning up and I'm asking her if she would please just take a rest and she started yellling at me to go back to bed and again...
I whimpered, and got back to bed...
then I heard a noise, and it was hours ago and I hope it isn't a dream because I opened my eyes and saw my mom sitting next to the bed singing the lullaby my and grandpa made up. I kind of not remember the song but I can remember that night forever...
and do you know that crying gets you sleepy? Almost everynight I cry myself to sleep on purpose OR accident and THIS is the memory...
the memory that could be played over and over again...
I'll never get tired. I'll never stop crying...
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