Don't you just love the feeling...Being able to just sit back, take a deep breath, and just feel completely contented? It's just so nice.
Presentation Night (the local home schooler's talent show) was just last night. It went fantastically! My musical act turned out great and I was completely amazed that I was able to just get up there and sing and act and not be nervous at all. Far cry from the dress rehearsal that morning where it was all I could do to keep from shaking like a leaf. I'd post up a video for you all, but I completely spaced out at the last minute and forgot to ask anybody to video it for me :-/ My choir group also did unexpectedly well... For the longest time I thought there was no way that we could do alright. We were totally unprepared and kept messing stuff up...but some how between the two last rehearsals we got in before the big night, we actually improved greatly. It was amazing. Something I can only attribute as an act of God, really. I don't know how else we could have possibly jumped from stumbling around being unprepared one week to being able to get it just fine the next. Hey, He does answer prayers. Last night was definitely good proof of that. Man. Oh, and in case anybody's interested, I did get a video of the choir... not the highest quality cause it wasn't taken with my main video cam and Ian nearly dropped it a time or two while he taped it for me, but aw well. I'm going to hopefully have it up sometime soon on my facebook.
Anyway...it's not even just how incredibly well Presentation Night came off that has me so happy. It's...well, a lot of things. It's knowing I have some issues with a certain friend fixed. It's the fun of going to a big city mall and acting like a dork in public as my brother and I snapped photos of eachother on every single little kid ride we crossed paths with. It's the joy of having the entire Twilight series at my fingertips and not having to be on a waiting list for two months per book. It's recently gaining a new friend (she's actually the one who lent me the entire twilight series) and the fun of talking and laughing with my friend Jon, the comedian whom I don't normally get to hang out with. It's looking back to last night and cracking up as I think of how rediculous Ian and I sounded as we inhaled the helium that filled the shiney star-shaped decorative baloon that he somehow got a hold of. It's waking up on this beautiful saturday morning and getting to sit in the warm sunny patch of light that is currently pouring through our big glass storm door on the front of the house. I love that door... we just got it put in a couple months ago and ever since, any sunny day we get (which is fairly often) we have our normal front door open so that we can enjoy the sunlight that warms the house through our new glass door. It's wonderful. I now see why my dog loves to sit there all the time... :-)
And then there is always that unforgettable fact that I have you, my loyal friends and readers here for me even though we live miles appart. I love you guys <3
....Well...I guess thus ends my happy little rant. lol. hmm. happy rant... those words don't normally go together it seems. But hey, I guess I always have been the different one! *grins*
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
"My Best Friend Gave Me The Best Advice- He Said Each Day's A Gift & Not A Given Right...."
You know, a bit ago I had some idea for a great post, but somehow I lost it, whatever it was :-/
Blarg.
I guess sometimes that happens. lol.
So yeah, it's been a crazy busy past week. Here's a rundown:
Monday- School, choir, family night
Tuesday- School, 2 hour & 45 minute hike with the homeschoolers, concert with my youth group
Wednesday- School, Sign language practice, library volunteering, youth group
Thursday- School, hanging out with Laurel, going to a warriors basket ball game all evening
Friday- Choir, the free afternoon was nice- fooled around on the compy a lot and emailed back 'n forth with my friend Ian, IM'd Bo, and txt'd Joy...then in the evening was the library volunteer's belated Christmas party (I restrained myself from saying something really mean to Paige...but only because it would proabably put a black mark on my reputation 'round there.)
Saturday- not a lot...just hung out in the morning and then in the afternoon went shopping with dad.
So that's the short version. lol.
And then Tuesday we're going to Tri-Cities for the day! That should be fun...I'm really looking forward to that. Dad has a work meeting and while he's there mom is taking my bro and I and we'll hang out at the big mall over there for a couple hours...and Nathaniel and I are planning to take some goofy photos of ourselves in various places. Should be a lot of fun =D
Also this coming Friday is the homeschool talent show here. I'm in two acts again this year. Pray that my choir group gets a ton better though...we've been working through some songs from The Sound Of Music and we've only just last week gone through the whole medley for the first time without stopping. And it's still definitely in rough draft mode. Oi. And then in my other performance I'm singing the song "Talk" by Coldplay...so that will hopefully go well. Pray for me on that one too though! ...that I don't hit an off key or something. lol.
Anyhow, that's what it's been here lately.
Sarah/Misty <3
Blarg.
I guess sometimes that happens. lol.
So yeah, it's been a crazy busy past week. Here's a rundown:
Monday- School, choir, family night
Tuesday- School, 2 hour & 45 minute hike with the homeschoolers, concert with my youth group
Wednesday- School, Sign language practice, library volunteering, youth group
Thursday- School, hanging out with Laurel, going to a warriors basket ball game all evening
Friday- Choir, the free afternoon was nice- fooled around on the compy a lot and emailed back 'n forth with my friend Ian, IM'd Bo, and txt'd Joy...then in the evening was the library volunteer's belated Christmas party (I restrained myself from saying something really mean to Paige...but only because it would proabably put a black mark on my reputation 'round there.)
Saturday- not a lot...just hung out in the morning and then in the afternoon went shopping with dad.
So that's the short version. lol.
And then Tuesday we're going to Tri-Cities for the day! That should be fun...I'm really looking forward to that. Dad has a work meeting and while he's there mom is taking my bro and I and we'll hang out at the big mall over there for a couple hours...and Nathaniel and I are planning to take some goofy photos of ourselves in various places. Should be a lot of fun =D
Also this coming Friday is the homeschool talent show here. I'm in two acts again this year. Pray that my choir group gets a ton better though...we've been working through some songs from The Sound Of Music and we've only just last week gone through the whole medley for the first time without stopping. And it's still definitely in rough draft mode. Oi. And then in my other performance I'm singing the song "Talk" by Coldplay...so that will hopefully go well. Pray for me on that one too though! ...that I don't hit an off key or something. lol.
Anyhow, that's what it's been here lately.
Sarah/Misty <3
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Moonlit Bike Rides
The night was dark, but despite the late hour traffic carried on as if it were rush hour. Why the girl decided upon this as a good time to ride her bike, I am unsure. Weather the idea be good or bad though, she headed off, unaware of the events that would soon take place.
Biking after dark was not something she normally did, in fact, it was the first time she'd ever attempted the feat. It went off as usual, with the exception of the darkness. The girl whirled down the first two hills that lead away from her house- always her favorite part of biking... speeding down those hills with a warm breeze in her face, causing her hair to fly out behind her. As she reached the bottom of the hill the headlights of the cars pierced the darkness, one by one as they drove past her. To the drivers, she was invisible. As she watched the cars passing by her, illuminating the darkness as they went, she realized that it probably would have been better had her bike had a headlight. Oh, throw away that thought of danger! She biked on down the road.
She kept on going and going, and then she noticed she'd biked past a couple of road work markers...too late to turn back now. As she sped over a speed bump, her and her bike were hurled into the air, where she realized that the road abruptly ended. Now what? She was falling through the darkness in sheer panic, as she made the observation that she was falling directly over the river. Suddenly there was a bump and she was peddling down a dock at full speed, but then at the end another speed bump threw her into the water.
It wasn't cold, strangely enough, but it was dark and deep...She paniced. But then, out of seemilngly nowhere, two figures appeard on bikes and fell into the water with her. They weren't panicking as she was though- they were there with her, holding her, calming her down. They were near the age of the girl, but older than her by several months and definitely taller. One was a guy and the other a girl. The female rescuer turned to her and asked "What the heck were you doing??" The panicked girl relaxed a little as she realized the water was only up to her chest now. Before she could answer, the guy looked towards her and said "We thought you were committing suicide! Are you okay?" The girl stood in the water, observing their moonlit reflections in the sparkling, but dark water. Then she turned to her two rescuers and explained that she didn't see the blockade where the road ended, due to the lack of headlights on her bicycle.
her bycicle.
...The biker was me, the rescuers Bo & Dom. Why? I'm not exactly sure. My subconscious does what it pleases as I sleep at night. I do wish I knew why I have been having such exceedingly odd dreams lately.
Biking after dark was not something she normally did, in fact, it was the first time she'd ever attempted the feat. It went off as usual, with the exception of the darkness. The girl whirled down the first two hills that lead away from her house- always her favorite part of biking... speeding down those hills with a warm breeze in her face, causing her hair to fly out behind her. As she reached the bottom of the hill the headlights of the cars pierced the darkness, one by one as they drove past her. To the drivers, she was invisible. As she watched the cars passing by her, illuminating the darkness as they went, she realized that it probably would have been better had her bike had a headlight. Oh, throw away that thought of danger! She biked on down the road.
She kept on going and going, and then she noticed she'd biked past a couple of road work markers...too late to turn back now. As she sped over a speed bump, her and her bike were hurled into the air, where she realized that the road abruptly ended. Now what? She was falling through the darkness in sheer panic, as she made the observation that she was falling directly over the river. Suddenly there was a bump and she was peddling down a dock at full speed, but then at the end another speed bump threw her into the water.
It wasn't cold, strangely enough, but it was dark and deep...She paniced. But then, out of seemilngly nowhere, two figures appeard on bikes and fell into the water with her. They weren't panicking as she was though- they were there with her, holding her, calming her down. They were near the age of the girl, but older than her by several months and definitely taller. One was a guy and the other a girl. The female rescuer turned to her and asked "What the heck were you doing??" The panicked girl relaxed a little as she realized the water was only up to her chest now. Before she could answer, the guy looked towards her and said "We thought you were committing suicide! Are you okay?" The girl stood in the water, observing their moonlit reflections in the sparkling, but dark water. Then she turned to her two rescuers and explained that she didn't see the blockade where the road ended, due to the lack of headlights on her bicycle.
her bycicle.
...The biker was me, the rescuers Bo & Dom. Why? I'm not exactly sure. My subconscious does what it pleases as I sleep at night. I do wish I knew why I have been having such exceedingly odd dreams lately.
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