Music that Changed my Life (Boring rambling about music I love)

When I think about music in my life time, it's been a long winding journey. I started loving music early with Backstreet Boys, followed by Nsync shortly after. I suppose I really liked the boy band/pop stuff for awhile until I got up into sixth or seventh grade. Although at the time I'd like to think I stopped liking pop music, I never did. In middle school I started wearing all black (what was I thinking?), and I got my first taste of newer rock thanks to Green Day's Boulevard of Broken Dreams. My collection of favorite rock artist then grew tremendously. Somewhere between those two my grandpa got me into jazz and blues, and I got into classical pieces simply because of my violin. Anyway, as I got into high school, I started listening to the Beatles and John Lennon music. It gave me something to really think about. I started feeling better about myself, along with wearing more colorful clothing. And here I am, listening to all kinds of music. I'm not ashamed of it, like I used to be afraid that someone would judge that I still like pop music. I don't care. The Backstreet Boys got me hooked on music, so they have a special place in my heart. Music is music, whatever moves you is what will capture your heart.

Obsessions

I'm sorry my lovely readers, it's been forever since I wrote. I've had so much going on or I've had writer's block but finally I have some time to sit down and write and no writer's block. So here we go. =]
The topic I want to rant about is obsessions. I don't mean Brad Pitt obsessions or Twilight obsessions, it's the every day obsessing over some one. First, I have to say by obsession, I mean it in the strongest form possible. A lot of people can use it lightly by saying, I'm so obsessed with him, he's so hot. No, that's not it.
There's a problem when someone wants to know your whereabouts all the time, they constantly call you, and message you. It's crazy and it's annoying. People want and need breathing room. Early on obsessing can be stopped, but there are those who go on to become stalkers. It's scary to think about, but it can be fixed in various ways. Hopefully it never has to be reported to the police it gets so bad, if that's the solution then so be it.
I think that obsessions need to be controlled. I know they can be caused by mistrust and from being hurt in the past, but it's time to move on. Lives will continue after obsessions can be released. It breaks chains and kills the depression that hangs around for the one being obsessed on. The obsessor can also have a life of their own if they just move on.
The moral of this story: don't obsess, don't stalk, and move on. Life always goes on and there are always other people. Brad Pitt or Twilight obsessions, those kind are okay, unless you start stalking some one, then of course its too far. I guess it all goes back to common sense doesn't it? How funny, pretty much everything needs some common sense.

True Friends

True friends, what exactly does that mean? I guess it's up to the individual to decide what a real friend is. Maybe I'm a bit picky or maybe other people have too low of standards. Either way, my interpretation of true friendship is probably different, or maybe its the same, as yours.

This is what I expect of a real friend. Trust, I have to trust you and know that you can trust me. Honesty, I don't want some one to always lie to me, even if its better than the truth. Loyalty, don't claim to be my friend and then stab me in the back. Like me for me, don't be my friend unless you can truly like and respect me for who I am.

There are always things that can go along with those. Of course, I have more things that I expect, but I suppose I've gotten the general idea out there. What does a true/real friendship mean to you? What do you expect? Maybe we should all take a moment to think about it.

Mistakes

Mistakes, everybody makes them. Sometimes more than others. I, however, tend to make huge mistakes that I always regret. They eat at me every time I think about them. Although I'd like to say I don't regret anything, that's nearly impossible. I understand that everyone makes mistakes. I understand that we learn from them. Just like in Newton's third law of motion... for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, every mistake has a consequence.

Mistakes have consequences, because that's how we grow and learn. Wheither it's shame that haunts us to remind us not to do it again. Or maybe it's a consequence involving getting in trouble with your parents or even the law. The most important thing is to learn. I almost want to say I don't regret things, because every mistake is a learning experience. Then again, shame and regret will always ride on my shoulder.

As I get older, I become wiser and more mature. Hopefully, I'll be able to see the consequences more beforehand rather than after the fact. Then I can make better descions. No matter how old I will always make mistakes.

Self Sabotage

Self sabotage, why do I do it? Why does anyone? Sometimes I get to a point and I just can't sleep, like right now. I get to thinking about stuff and can't stop. Then I worry about it; how is this going to turn out? What if I make this decision? What if I chicken out? That's when the sabotage begins. I dwell... and dwell... and you guessed it, dwell some more. I take forever to make my decisions sometimes and in the end it hurts me more. Sometimes taking forever helps me know that it's right, but it's still hard.

Another way I sabotage myself is when I go through a break up (or think about one) all I want to do is watch chick flicks like The Notebook, The Wedding Date, and Sweet Home Alabama. I listen to break up songs and sometimes I listen to love songs. It gives me some weird hope of finding that someday. I'm just setting myself up to see/hear something so romantic and here I am crying my eyes out over a break up.

I really don't know any other way to make myself feel better, except for writing it all down. You've probably figured out what made me write this and what's keeping me up at such an early hour. It's a hard thing to do and it does deserve some thought. Honestly, I have to say that I probably have given this too much thought. I've been taking my time and consequently I have to deal with that.

What is Love?

Sure any one can describe it. They can describe the emotions they feel and how it makes them physically feel, but who really knows? I am sixteen and I can not wrap my mind around what love is. I am too young to really know or to be in love.

As a girl I've always wanted to be the princess who is rescued by her loyal, charming prince. I wanted my knight in shining armor to whisk me away on his noble stead into the sunset. I cannot possibly speak for every girl, but I can tell you there are lots of us out there like that. It's not that I don't believe in true love, because I do. It's that I don't think high school is the place I'll find my one true love. I'm not saying that it can't happen, because I know it can, but that it doesn't happen often.

I am a sixteen year old girl. I am a writer, a violinist, a journalist, but I am not an expert on love. I have not really been in love nor do I expect it any time soon. True love can occur, but not usually in high school. It took a lot of thought to finally get myself to believe that. I've always been a bit of an optimist, but recently someone has opened my eyes. I can still be optimistic and still dream of my prince charming. Love is something so complicated I doubt I'll ever completely understand.

New Year, New President

I know there's a lot of controversy about our new President Elect, Barack Obama. I do enjoy my fair share of politics, but I try not to discuss them too much. Since the presidential inauguration is only six days away. I wanted to hear from some people about how they feel.

I know that I support Obama, because I think he can really bring about change. I really hope he does, because let's face it, our country really needs it. Does anybody else think that it's kind of neat that the inauguration is the day after Martin Luther King Jr. day?

That's all I have to say, please comment. Thank you all so much for reading. [=

Words

What would life be without words? Really, there would be no languages and communication would be completely different. Maybe it would be like dolphins who communicate with sounds that travel much faster through water. The reason humans are so intelligent stimulates from being able to talk and communicate at such a high level.

Words are so wonderful. I, personally, love them. You can move them around and make all kinds of sentences. You can write anything you want, say anything you want, read anything you want, and think anything you want. It all consist of many words. There are so many you could not possibly know them all, so you can always learn new words.

Today, I'm using words to bring in the new year with my new blog and also my second book. Here's to another year of hard work and writing. Hope everyone is having a good new year.

You Say Goodbye and I Say Hello

In just a few days we will be saying goodbye to 2008 and hello to the new year, 2009. We can all highlight the important events in this year for ourselves and for the world. Maybe I'll even make a mix cd of my favorite songs that came out this year. There's a lot to think about, when it comes to 2008. It's not just this year, it's every year. Try to remember some of the good things, and even some of the bad.

In 2009 decide to make some new changes. Maybe volunteer more or just help out around the house a little more. Not only should you try to carry out a New Year's resolution, but you should try to make life better in general. Maybe this year we can all make a bit of a difference. A new year is a new start.

To all of my readers, I'd like to thank you for this year. I've gotten a book published, I've written a lot of blogs, I'm even going to be on the school newspaper next semester. I wouldn't be anywhere without you guys, though. Have a happy New Year everyone!

My Christmas Wish

Every year I wish for world peace, and that again is what I've wished for. For just one day, I want everyone to be civil. I want people to treat others as if they were best friends, even if they're enemies. Just for Christmas, is that too much to ask for?
After all, Christmas spirit is about family and friends. It's about love that warms us all. It's when everyone gets together and acts like a family. It's a time of giving, not just presents, but also kindness. All I want for Christmas, is one day where everyone is nice and there's no hate. Just one day. Merry Christmas everyone.