Pass the Pumpkin Pie Please!!!

Today is a great day... A day all about thanks, and I have a lot to be thankful for. I would like to list just a few.

First and foremost, my Family. My rock, the ones who keep me grounded. Yes, I do frequently get frustrated with their nagging, but I know it is because they love me and they are often right when trying to help me.
Next, are my friends. I like to think of them as my extended family. I love each and everyone of them and thank the Lord everyday that I have such wonderful people to bless my life.
I am grateful that I have the opportunity to receive an education, even though I don't always take advantage of it by studying as much as I should.
Talents... I love the talents I have been given. The ability to move and express myself through dance and song just makes life that much more worth living.
I am even grateful for the "not so big and scary" blizzard that made campus close at three, giving me one more weekend to study for my test that I was going to take on Tuesday.
So thanks again; my family, my friends, my dance coaches. To all of you have touch my life in one way or another. Whether you were my shoulder to cry on, or the one that made me cry. Whether you build me up or break me down. I have been given a lot and have learned a lot over the past few years.
Now.... it is time to eat some pie

Ciou!

Lyrics to love!

THE NEXT TEN MINUTES--Jason Robert Brown

Will you share your life with me for the next ten minutes?
For the next ten minutes we can handle that.
We could watch the waves, we could watch the sky
Or just sit and wait as the time ticks by
And if we make it till then
Can I ask you again
For another ten?

GROW OLD WITH ME--Jason Robert Brown

Grow old with me, Stay as the days go past.
Grow old with me –Some things are meant to last.
If you’ll agree, Heaven might wait –We could delay our expiration date.

Grow old with me, Teach me the words to sing
When my last spring has finally sprung!
Stay for an hour, Stay for a day, Stay ‘til we shrink and get wrinkled and gray!
Grow old with me, and we’ll stay forever young!

Grow old with me –Darling, let’s fossilize!
With your blue eyes and my silver tongue!

Don’t leave me flat – Don’t leave me cold!
Don’t leave me rusted and crusted with mold,
Grow old with me, ‘Til my final fling is flung!
Grow old with me and we’ll stay forever young!

SOMEONE ELSE'S STORY-Chess

Long ago, in someone else's lifetime
Someone with my name, who looked a lot like me
Came to know, a man and made a promise
He only had to say and that's where she would be
Lately, although the feelings run just as deep
The promise she made has grown impossible to keep
And yet I wish it wasn't so, will he miss me if I go?

In a way, it's someone else's story
I don't see myself, as taking part at all
Yesterday, a girl that I was fond of finally could see the writing on the wall
Sadly, she realized she'd left him behind
And sadder than that she knew he wouldn't even mind
And though there's nothing left to say
Would he listen if I stay?

It's all very well to say you fool it's now or never
I could be choosing, no choices whatsoever.

I could be, in someone else's story
In someone else's life, and he could be in mine
I don't see a reason to be lonely
I could take my chances further down the line
And if that girl I knew should ask my advice
Oh I wouldn't hesitate she needn't ask me twice
Go now! I'd tell her that for free
Trouble is, the girl is me
The story is, the girl is me.

I love music. However if I wrote down all the lyrics I love, I would be typing for ever and the post would be the longest post in history. So these lyrics are even better with the music to back them up. I love all of Jason Robert Brown's music! Definitely worth looking up.

That is all.

Once Upon A Time...

There was a young women who lived in a magical place. This place was filled with music and dancing. She loved to dance. Day after day the music played and the dancing continued. It was pure bliss. Eventually her feet got tired and her body ached and her head ringed with melodious notes. However the young woman didn't mind. She just kept dancing and dancing.
Yet her joy could not last forever. One day a nasty mean old witch flew in and cursed her and her friends with a horrible spell. No longer could they spend their days dancing. They had to work instead, and it was the worst kind of work at that. Homework! The young woman was still happy, but only every other day. The days of dance the terrible spell could not effect.
On a particular night the young woman sat at her window and wished upon a star, "Star light, star bright..." She concluded her wish and finished her work and went to bed. A few more days went by and her wish came true. A big bus came and carried her companions and her away to a different land for a weekend of dance and fun. Sadly she couldn't stay there for ever. For all the other young ladies wanted to get back to their prince charming s.  The young woman laughed at the ridiculousness, but deep down knew it was a nice idea. When they returned home, the work began again. It was almost to much for the young lady. She was sometimes sad, because of the work she had to do. She was also sad because her friends were sometimes happy and sometimes sad and she liked it when they were happy. She also wanted what all the other girls had, a prince of her own. So she wished on another star, this time not too eager for the wish to come true. "Someday," she thought, "but, until that day at least I have my dancing to keep me happy.
And so she danced into a figurative sunset. As far as we know she is still living happily, the "ever after" just hasn't happened yet.

Oh well,
Someday.

Sunny Days

Have you ever noticed that there are certain things that make you happy?
For me it is things like:
-Dancing
-Singing
-Being with friends
-Sitting outside when the sun is shining
-Taking a drive with music blasting, not having to think about anything but the road ahead of me.
We all have a "happy list" that keeps us sane. Lately the one on the top of my list is music. There is just something about putting words to music that magnifies the feeling portrayed. If I had things my way, my life would be a musical. Where everyone would know the choreography, they would know the harmonies and words as well, and they wouldn't think I was some sort of freak when I randomly broke out into song in the middle of the street, or the hallway, or classroom, or hard test.
Wouldn't that be great! Ahh, sadly it is not possible. So for now I just have to dream about a world like that, and sing quietly to myself.