music!!

It is now official that music appreciation is my favorite class. What better way to spend an hour of school listening and analyzing music? The only kind of bad thing about the class is that we listen to all types of music. I mean all types; from monks chanting to head-banging metal. It's great. Today our teacher went from sampling some of the band instruments for us to playing some song composed for when a prince walked into a church. Then he started talking about old-school rap, turned the speakers way up and started playing something by some rapper from the 80's. It sounded so similar to the Fresh Prince of Bel Air theme song, that our class could not help not bursting out in laughter. I wonder what all the people in the chorus room think when they hear all this music coming from the room next to them. Haha, poor guys.

the other guys

You hear the phrase Like father, like son all the time, but what about the rest of the people in your family? My sister, Sarah, and I are the most alike out of our family. But what makes a person so alike to another? Is it something hereditary that is passed down from person to person to make people in your family so alike? Or so different? I think that's all a lot of superstition. No one in my family is the same. We're completley and totally all different, which is a weird, but beautiful thing. Haha. The only resemblence me and Sarah have is maybe our hair color even though mine is a bit lighter. Ah, but all well. Life is about variety right?

"friendship doubles joy and halves grief"

Every year when people ask me if I'm ready to attend school, I always answer the same. "Um.. I'm not really for sure. Like, I'm excited to see my friends, but not ready for the actual school-part yet." When school starts, it's inevitable that drama starts too. But, you'll always have your friends there to help you through it all. The quote "friendship doubles joy and halves the grief" said by Egyptians, is completley true. So many times throughout the years, friends and myself have experienced situations with break-ups, friends, family, work. Anything that could go wrong did go wrong. But, we were all there to take away each other's grief, and comfort one another. You can never walk away from a friend after telling them everything difficult that's been going on in your life, and not feel comforted; maybe even happy. Maybe it's best that humans can't stand the feeling of isolation or being non-social. Without our friends, what else could we do?

Thank God for legs

One of my biggest fears about starting a new school year is walking into a class where I know absolutley no one. I faced that fear on exactly the first day of school. I walked into my psychology class extremly excited to take on what I imagiened could be my new favorite class. I was the first to arrive, and picked a seat right in the middle of the room. People started to walk in. People I have never seen in my life. Senior other people. I watched the second hand turn into the minute hand on the clock, and heard it tick painfully by as I waited for some famillar face to show in a room of complete strangers. The tardy bell rang, and no such luck. I felt totally alone. 5 minutes into the class, the teacher randomly asked if everyone was in the right room. As soon as I heard her say the room number and "Senior" at the begining of her sentence, I thought, What am I doing in here?. Being the awkward, not very classy person that I am I said, "Oh. Um.. I think I'm in the wrong room. I was wondering why everyone in here was wearing the orange mentor shirts." What a way to make a situation more awkward than it already was. Not just seniors wear the shirts. So do juniors. And sophmores. I promptly got up and speed-walked out of the classroom. I've never felt so grateful in my life to have legs, even if they are short.