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The Dance- circa 2007

Life is a dance!
It begins!
We are thrust into it all bare,
without dresses or slacks.
Stumbling around,unsure of our feet.

It gets better though
We watch the big ones flutter about.
Learning from their mistakes,
copying their brilliance,
inheriting their gowns and ties.

We grow taller,
we make our own moves.
Finding music to cling to.
Still unsure of our feet
but hiding the fear away as we twirl.

Deciding which way to go.
Standing on the sidelines
before we launch into the dance forever
leaving the bigger ones
to dance on our own.

Finding dance partners.
Still stumbling now and then.
Taking young ones to stand on our feet as we glide.
Grinning as they find their own way.

Gradually slowing down
as the music fades to silence.
Finding peace with the fact that this dance is stopping
and smiling as the night comes to a close.

I've Just Seen A Face

I am happy!

And I have every single reason to be!

And man, is that wonderful.

My life is wonderful.

Oh the Troubles

Oh the troubles of the young in love

and oh greater the young out of it and bitter

Not bitter to not have it

Or to have lost it long ago

Not bitter to be alone

But to be just another and hitched on the same train

With the next to come along.

And it doesn't matter who they are

Or how strong true love or true something can be.

It doesn't matter much to me.

Leave Me

I'm sorry I haven't posted but I haven't had internet thanks to a bum router. I may or may not make up for the lack of posts by pre-dating some of my writing. If I ever do that. It's getting warm, as it seems to do around this time, and maybe I'll occupy myself sitting out in the grass as the sun sets and playing music and singing for the birds. Maybe I'll just live through the day and cherish the afternoons. Savor the sun and hate the rain. Close my eyes and count to 10, and wake up to summer. Leave this.

4.7.11

Nice Things:

improv night

surprisingly good grade on math test

great nap

hanging out with beautiful people all night

improv-ed songs set to jazz band tunes

Chessa and I (not) practicing our solos in musical theatre

:D

And that is all. Goodmorrow.

Innnaa prope.

Something that gets me is graffiti in bathrooms. Now, I probably wouldn't mind if it were a great tapestry of graffiti,an ocean of letters, numbers and pictures on a stall door. A huge mystery and somehow interconnectedness between the writers and the readers. What I do mind is half thought out "graffiti" written in pencil on a high school girl's room stall. Beautiful sentiments such as, "You're still here hoe." and "For a good time call 980-***-****" To their benefit, someone did cross out the number on that and wrote 'ur mom', though still I cannot compliment the spelling. I just kind of wish I could once find something worth reading there and wouldn't have to think about how some random half-baked girl truly spent the time and effort to scrawl something inappropriate as well as unfunny/unoriginal onto a stall between periods or during a class. Really? What are you doing with your life?

On This Day...

P.s. A rather sad blog about how I will not be working at Kmart and use my big dumb mouth for destruction.

Elton John is an Ugly Sucker

Warning: Kind of long. But, I don't feel obligated to write anything close to an actual blog due to the length of this vid. Huzzah!

P.S. A picture of Elton John.

For Those of You Who Found Yesterday's Post to be too Mellow

I was going to save this video for a day when I didn't have anything else on hand, kind of just a random thing. I may just post random things a lot if I don't have the time to properly record something. But, for the most part I wanted to show that I do have the capability to be upbeat and silly in front of a camera. Soon, I shall be eating Mexican food and after that Mariah, Eric, and I are going down to the grandparent's and then we're gonna see Hop, which I hope is better than the previews would imply. Fingers crossed, tightly. All my love, Mik.

Rambles and Perceptions

littlegreatideas.com/willyou/index.php%253Flast_id%253D150426

(something I stumbleupon'd)

BEDAAA

So is it fair that I recorded this yesterday? Hope so!