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Wednesday, March 8, 2006

   Somebody Loves You!
At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you. 2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way. 3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you. 4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you. 5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep. 6. You mean the world to someone. 7. If not for you, someone may not be living. 8. You are special and unique. 9. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you. 10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it. 11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world. 12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it. 13. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks. 14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know. 15. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.
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Big Blue Eyes. . .
I"m a babysitter. I frequently babysit for this one young family, with two little boys and a baby girl. I babysat for them yesterday night. They pay me of course, but me bigger reward is seeing three pairs of big baby blues and three toothless grins. Now I know why so many wish to become parents.those kids don't know it, but they give off so many emotions with their eyes. I can tell just by looking at them when they're sad or happy or angry. My smile matches the one of the oldest when he parades around with his prized Ninja turtles collection, my eyes well with tears when the baby girl cries, and I find myself drifting off just when the youngest boy puts his head on my shoulder and falls asleep. This is what being a mom is all about. This is why I want to be a mom. So I can have my own pairs of big baby blues gazing lovingly up at me. . .
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Saturday, March 4, 2006

Talk with our eyes. . .
"I like the sound of guitars screaming, music so loud we talk with our eyes"
--Aaron Lynes "Turn it Up"

Music so loud, we talk with our eyes. . . Have you ever tried it? You sit with them and you have music blaring from your surround sound, and you just sit there, enjoying each other. When the bass line to your favorite song is so loud, it keeps tempo in you chest, pounding along to the rythmic breathing from your lungs, hammering agaisnt your ribcage. Music made by smashing different sized poles on garbage cans. When your neighbors camero hits the 120 mark, it's tires squealing against the asphalt, mixing with the sirens sounding two blocks over. That is music. that is life. Music. . . is life.

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Sunday, February 12, 2006

I'm a musician, a piano player actually. The other day I was listening to George Winston with my family. For any of you who don't know who George Winston is, he's an extremely famous and talented pianist and composer. He wrote the Charlie Brown Song! How much more talented can you get? Anyway, I was listening and it was breathe taking. I just lost myself in the notes. My soul was floating on in the series of sharps and flats. It was beautiful. I could feel the crescendoes rising from my toes to the top of my head, the decrescendoes when I exhaled. It was like I was breathing in the music. All I could do was close my eyes and listen, trying to guess what he had writtine the piece about, the mood, what he felt when he was playing it. He moves people through music. There's one he plays about winter and spring. I felt like a flower opening it's pedals to the new spring sun. It was just. . . oh. . . beautiful. . .
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