Spring is here, a suppa-ring is here

SPRING IS HERE!

It's that time again! Time for flowers and sunshine and runny noses. Time for tanning and dreading swimsuit season and..Blog Every Day April! I personally, am thankful for a break from the chilling winter. I'd like some occasions to wear shorts and flip flops. Some afternoons out reading in the cooling air of a passing day.I say Mr.Blue Sky, bring it on.

Today was April fools and I almost got through without being pranked, but alas, a couple little curve balls were thrown my way. First off, my Spanish teacher had the whole class believing we were going to have a pop quiz after lunch. My friend Caroline was about to have a heart-attack. "Did you study? Are you ready? Should I study at lunch?" When Mrs.Steele told us it wasn't really, there was a collective inward cheer/sigh. The rest of the period was spent by each student writing a list of things we'd like to accomplish in life and sharing them with the class. It was so interesting to hear some of the priorities of some of my classmates. Who would have thunk that quiet Caitlin wanted a butterfly tattoo on her lower back? No joke. A boy named Stuart wanted to travel to many countries, try many different foods, and learn another language. Mrs. Steele pointed out that he seemed to crave the diverse. Then, later at choir practice, our pastor made us all excited about a supposed water break. No one doubted it because the woman is VERY pregnant.Good bait for a psych out. Turned out to be false though.

Also, today I went driving for Driver's Ed for a second time. I was more comfortable, so it was easier. I've noticed though, and I anticipated this, that when I started thinking about something or getting wrapped up in talking I would slightly meander out of my lane. Just a bit, but noticeable enough. I mean, once I almost grazed someone's mirror. Wasn't a bigggg deal though. (Only joking!) I just get so distracted. Behind my concern for safety are all my vivid thoughts and plentiful words. And they like to wheedle their way to the front of my consciousness and say "HEY! Pay attention to us!" (I'm listening to my iPod and Numa Numa came on. Cue obnoxious dancing in chair.) And, as you see I am prone to just go with whatever thought takes me.

I do actually have things I need to be doing.I'm sure I could ramble forever though. It feels great to be blogging again. Relaying events really helps me to get a new perspective. To leave on a very positive note, I'm glad to say I've been feeling great recently. With the bittersweet burden of the musical on my back I was having a hard time but now I'm back to the girl I used to be! I wish you the best on this Thursday evening. You are so lovely. Love, Mikaella

BEDA

Caitlin, Mariah, and I will be attempting BEDA this coming month. Or Blog Every Day April for those who don't know. We did BEDA last year but with August. The April one is not only more legit but also more widespread and advertised. Some of my favorite vloggers and writers, (like haleyghoover and Maureen Johnson) usually participate. It's truly a great way to just get some thoughts out there and de-stress. Also, a little forced creativity never hurt anyone. Maybe what gets written isn't always quality OR even quantity for that matter, but it still is fun and exciting. I encourage my readers to participate also! I love reading and commenting blogs. If it's more of a routine I might not forget so often. I know it's great to have someone acknowledge things you've worked on in some manner. It is late late late, and tomorrow starts it off, so farewell my dears.

Veil

A veil
A veil to hide a face
For purity
For a shield
For shame

A veil for a bride
So tender, falling
Over features smooth
Over eyes, clear with joyous tears.

A veil for a woman
A shy glance behind
Curtains of hair, used to cover
Concealing the windows to her soul.

A veil for a man
The man who's fate is set
Who's face no one dares look upon
Who's eyes have seen their last.

To cover, conceal, for darkness like night
A veil worn
A veil.

Lines

I'm nothing but lines of poetry these days. I sort of mean that in a fully encompassing way. Like, my life recently. Just skipping around from beauty to nothing and rhyme to nonsense. I hope someone gets it. Sees what I cannot see about myself. Could anyone possibly explain?

Cliff Diver

I drew this in my third and fourth period. If you want to know what it means then just ask.
Make your own interpretation though.

Imagine

You are sitting in the middle of Honors English, taking a vocabulary quiz. Suddenly! You hear a strange music from the room next door. And it's this video. Made my day.