penspend

I think giving up on this was the best thing I have ever done.

currently reading a book by Huston Smith (the book is across the room and I can only see the author’s name and I’m too lazy to retrieve it) and it’s giving me quite an insight. I’ve already accomplished Hinduism (thought I’d like to read the chapter over again) and I’m halfway through Buddhism.

I’ve been taking lessons for three years and participated in my school’s chamber choir for that long. In two weeks I’ll be entering Marshall University’s SCORES competition with “The Singer” by Michael Head. I don’t expect to place, but maybe I’ll get over some of my singing anxiety and learn to be more confident in my abilities.

It has been almost two years since I last wrote an entry, and I’m happy to say Brandon is still very much a part of my life. We broke up in January because he was going in the Navy, but he just graduated basic training a week ago and we’ve since gotten to talk. We’ve made plans to get back together after the Navy gig, and I have no doubts that we were meant to be in each others’ lives for as long as we live. Six years is a long time, but our friendship is strong and I care about him just as much as I did the last time I updated this goal. I’m… happy. Very happy, even through the separation.

It’s been over a year and I’m on my way.

He’s the only person that could ever make me happy… the person that I want to wake up to in the mornings. I could tell him anything and he would understand, and if not, would follow me through on my explanations until he got there. He’s 17 and graduating next year and I’m 15 and absolutely sure he’ll be around for the rest of my life… there’d be no other way to live it without him.

I want to do this… I’m tired of not remembering the days and months…

It was definitely a long bike ride. We stopped every couple miles (2 or 3) and rested for a bit. Stop at the Watoga campground as the sun was setting – a good choice, since the campgrounds were few and located far apart. Started in White Sulphur Springs, had dinner in Marietta… the only downside was having to finish by the end of the 2nd day due to previously-booked arrangements, but I think taking the full 3 days would have allowed more time to enjoy the beautiful scenery. In Autumn I’m sure the trail would look gorgeous. After a while the straight gravel roads seemed a bit monotonous, but it was nice to feel the wind and see the river beside us as we rode along.

... is it possible?

I suppose it comes from within, but my friends are very beautiful on the inside and people still have the nerve to call them ugly… :(

The world is full of injustices.

I’m terrible at it… that’s all that needs to be said.

Writing has always been something I truly enjoy. I lose myself in it and just let my mind flow through my hand into the pen and onto the paper. People have said my poems are very inspiring… I don’t expect to become the next J.K. Rowling or Stephenie Meyer, but knowing for once in my life people are going to read what I have to say matters a lot to me.

The sky was so huge at the top… the hour up was breathtaking. It was , luckily, one of the top 10 days to see the summit, and we had only come upon the opportunity it by chance. The ancient cog railroad we took up to the top had the record-holding steepest train ride – a 32% grade at one point. I just wanted to stay there forever – you could see ridges upon ridges upon ridges. If I knew how God felt, that would have been it. I was never more happy to know I had seen something spectacular.