This blog is pretty much my diary...

Okay, I DO still write in my diary, and much more personal stuff, but seriously, it is just like my diary,LOL. Okay, that was random. Anyway, today was a 4 hour piano day about to turn into a 6 hour piano day bc I played 2 hours at the hospital, 2 hours at the coffee house and I'm gonna try to practice another 2 hours tonight. My back is sorta sore....and my hands are about to fall off,LOL. Playing went well, except this lady who sorta got me mad. She came up to me and she was like, "How old are you?" I was like, "Fifteen." She was like, "OOh! We thought that you were 12!" I thought,'Thanks alot.....I ALWAYS get that compliment.' Then she goes on to ask me is this for school, and shouldn't I be in school at that time. I was like,"Well, I'm volunteering, so it's not like I'm in trouble or anything." to which she responded, "Oh, I never said you were in trouble." I felt like snapping back with, 'Duh, I never said I was either. SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!!' but I quickly realized that that wouldn't have been a good testimony, PLUS I prbly wouldn't be able to volunteer anymore,LOL. Then I got my hepatitis B shot and ugh, it made me realize why I hate shots. The nurse was like, "I really enjoyed you PLAYING today!" Okay, so she didn't shout. But the way she pounded the needle into my arm sure accented the word play. And then while I was sitting in the car waiting for my parents to come out of the coffee house, I saw my old gymnastics coach. Second time since I quit. Sigh. Yeah, it was two years ago. But their mean comments haunt me daily. I seriously felt like jumping out of the car and saying,"Do you have ANY idea what you've stuck in my mind and heart? It's like an endless tape recorder, telling me to do a bajillion things I shouldn't do. You've caused me to battle SO MANY things because of your stupidity." Yet again, that'd be disrespectful and since she doesn't speak English too well, she'd probably just stand there and stare at me...which would make me more upset. So yeah, I've been a little on edge today. Okay, now I'm gonna share a song that I wrote last night (yeah, I know, this is a LONG post).

What It Takes (Opposites attract)

It takes courage to say I'm afraid
It takes strength to say I'm weak
It takes love to say I'm brokenhearted
It takes a sense of direction to know I'm lost
Chorus-
It takes the richest spirit to say I'm poor
It takes maturity to realize I'm immature
It take beauty to say I'm ugly without You Lord
It takes faith to ask You to help me with my unbelief

It takes trials so say now I'm joyful
It pain to say I'm no longer hurt
It takes sickness to say I'm healed
It takes heartbreak to say You've made me whole

It took the King of Heaven to serve us here on earth
It took a virgin girl to give our Saviour birth
It took our perfect Lord to take away our sin
It took for Him to be killed so that we can live

Kay, that's all. Later,
sweetggirl

New Piano, New beginnings

Well, today my piano arrived at the house! It sounds beautiful. Really. It has such a rich tone. You could actually feel it through the floor....and my mom said it sounded like a sterio upstairs,LOL. Cool stuff, cool stuff. I absolutely love it. And for the first time in ages, when my mom wanted to sing with me, I actually agreed. It was pretty cool. I played piano and sang while my mom sang.....and then we started laughing SO HARD because it was hard for me to read the lyrics AND play piano on 'Oh, holy night', so my mom started saying the lyrics before I was supposed to sing them. I told her it sounded like gospel music. Yeah, besides singing in church, I honestly can't remember singing hymns without laughing. And today, I have SERIOUSLY been giggly....like I haven't been for about 6 months. It's funny, I'm sorta feeling like a new person. And I'm not exactly sure why. Other than the Lord is changing me during what can sometimes feel like very difficult trials. And today, as I was playing some hymns, I thought about how good the Lord has been to me. I had so much sickness as a baby and I wasn't supposed to be able to do like anything. It's ironic that although I was supposed to be deaf (not to mention the bajillion other diagnosis I had), the Lord has blessed me with the gift of music. I mean, of all things! And I'm very grateful for that. And I'm reminded of James 1:2-4 shich says,
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." Yeah. I've been very spiritually encouraged. Later,
sweetggirl

Beauty From Pain

I absolutely LOVE this song. Whenever I'm down, it gives me a lift. And reminds me that through every trial I face (whether I see it or not), the Lord is perfecting me.

After my birthday....

Well, my birthday was on Wednesday and it was pretty awesome if I do say so myself. Okay, my parents had TOTALLY surprised me. First off, we left the house around 10 and my mom was rushing me because of an apparent picture that I was supposed to have taken. So, we went to Target and I got a bajillion poses in.....and we ended up on deciding on the face shot. Then, we drove into the cities and I had NO idea where we were going. I sota guessed Mall of America because I had wanted to go there. But my parents had something MUCH MUCH better planned. We went to Schmitt Music! They took me piano shopping! So now instead of my spinnet, I will have a 6 foot 7 inch grand piano to play on with REAL IVORY KEYS!! I was really really really really really really.......really really happy!!! The piano should arrive at my house sometime next week. So I'm SOOO excited....and my parents are too, which makes it all even better! My mom even assured me that it's MINE and that once I leave, if I say I want to keep it in my house when I get older, I can take it. If I want to sell it (which I don't think I ever will because ivory keys were outlawed after like 1980 or something and the chance of me getting another grand with ivory keys is sorta slim), I can sell it. Talk about generous!Then, we came home, ate pepper steak (which I requested) and watched Ratatouille. It was a really good movie! Like the best G rated movie I've seen in my life. My second oldest brother even sent me a gift in the mail! He said it was so that he wouldn't forget that I turned 15 (last year he kept saying I was 13 until like the summer) which was really sweet. My oldest brother also got me a gift......and I have to say, that was pretty much my best birthday ever. Anyway, I better get offline because I have a piano theory test tomorrow (which I hate....I've failed two in the past two years....I'll pray about it). Later,
sweetggirl

my parents teased me about this song tonight...had to post it

My mom pulled out this scholarship book and she saw a scholarship for legal midgets....and suggested that I apply for it. The night before my birthday!! LOL, hee hee. I laughed when I heard it though.

I'm so wishy, washy, squishy, squashy....

Okay, like a month ago, I was absolutely POSITIVE that I wanted to be a camp counselor for a middle school camp.....now, I talked to a friend from camp and I'm not so sure!! She asked me if I'd be able to practice and I was like,"Um.....I don't know......" and I mean, if I don't practice for three months, I will seriously suck when I come back home. I mean, since I've been playing piano, there have probably only been like five times I can think of where I just didn't practice piano for a whole week. And after just one week, I would suck. Sigh. So.......my mom mentioned music camps again. Which i certainly wouldn't mind doing. I just don't know of any other really good music camps other than Interlochen and Tanglewood (a camp in Boston). And I heard that Tanglewood is extremely difficult to get into......so....yeah, I guess that I'm back to not totally knowing what I'll do next summer.....sigh.

A really convicting video (sorry, Mos, stole ur song)

I'M STILL SICK!! AAGGGHHH!!

Okay......yeah, I'm still sick. And it REALLY sucks. Anyway.....lately I've been doing some quilting stuff. At first, I was just gonna make a quilt for myself. But when my mom and I went shopping for MY quilt material, I found some that was blue, which matches Aaron's room. So I'm making him a quilt for Christmas. And then my parents suggested also making a quilt for Josh. So yeah. I'm done with the front part of Aaron's quilt. It took me about four days to complete which really surprised me because at first, I was thinking that it'd take me like until Christmas to complete. But I guess that it just depepnds on how I prioritize my time......so yeah. And then I'm SOO NERVOUS because Lord-willing tomorrow, I'm playing piano at a coffee house in Hudson. And I'm freaking out for three reasons. One, I'm still sick and I usually suck when I'm sick. Two, I haven't been practicing my "coffee house" songs and the owner said that on a normal Friday, there are around 40 people at the coffee house (and on top of that, my dad has invited some of his old co-workers to come and they told their co-workers......so basically, the news spread around the plant). Three, and most importantly, THE PEDAL ON MY BROTHER'S KEYBOARD DOESN'T WORK!! And I have to use the pedal for like EVERY SINGLE SONG!! AAGGGHH!! I'm so freaking out. I guess that I just need to pray about it. Oh, and I found out that I have to have MORE needlework done (a.k.a. SHOTS) to volunteer for the hospital. The lady who drew my blood was like, "The worst part about volunteering is you come in to sacrifice your time, and we're all like 'First we have to get yer blood! Mwa ha ha!'" I TOTALLY agreed. Anyway.......yeah, there's not much else to write about. Later,
sweetggirl

Sorry....it's been a while.......

Okay......um, where to start? I've been pretty busy these past few days. Okay. First, I HAVE to write about last Sunday. I went to the Conservatory's concert/party thing. They were short on volunteers for the haunted house. So guess who volunteered? Yup, that's right, mwa. And I found out that I can't scare little kids. I'd scream, and they would just stare at me. I tried to scare this little girl and her dad screamed like he was scared, and then she looked behind the door and just stared at me. Her dad laughed. I decided that that was the last straw. If I can't scare a little four year old, what's the point? I was really embarrassed........So yeah. And then today. Half of my blood is gone. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but I went to the hospital to fill out paper work to volunteer (although I felt like I should've been there to get a prescription for my cold that refuses to go away). My mom told me that I'd hafta take a tuberculosis test this afternoon. THIS AFTERNOON! I was mad. She said it would only be a little prick. Yeah, that's what they ALL say. So I went. And after I filled out the paper work I found out that they also had to draw my blood. Nice, huh? THREE VIALS OF BLOOD! So yeah. My mom said that I still have blushed cheeks so I couldn't have lost THAT much blood (I was throwing a fit while I was in the hospital). I reminded her that it was all fake and that it was due to my makeup. Anyway.......I hafta go. Later,
sweetggirl