This is WHAT I am.

Accept it.

Don't waste your time by trying to change me. Don't try to influence me to live my life the way you do. I'M NOT LIKE YOU.

As for my identity, I really don't know who I am. I never will. I'll always be on a path of self-discovery, always searching for new ways to improve as a woman, as a daughter, as a student, as a child of God. I'm never going to stop. I won't let anything or anyone--except God--get in the way of that.

"The biggest space there is to fill is the space for improvement."

Good.

I donated blood yesterday. It wasn't excruciating or anything, just felt like something pinched me and held the pinch for 4 and a half minutes. It was a very fun experience. I felt like I did something good. I wouldn't mind donating again.

I've been very dysfunctional in the past month or so. I've been on my feet a lot. The words "stressed out" doesn't seem to describe the sensation tho. And "busy" doesn't cut it either. It's just what it is and it's making me the way I am: half way to crazy.

Hmm.. "Half-way to Crazy." That'd make a good song/album cover.

So! Music... Let's see... I told people that I was seriously gonna take up piano, as in sit myself down and teach myself. But I haven't. I don't even have a piano to practice with. Does anyone want to get me an electric/roll-up piano for Christmas? =P Anyway, I've been trying to get more musical. It's been a while since I've picked up my guitar, but I've returned to before: jamming with myself. I'm trying to teach myself a new way of playing the guitar--I feel compelled to learn how to play classically. If I get enough money for Christmas, I think I'm going to buy a fully equipped, but cheap and used, drum set--depending if I have a place to put it in my house. Either a complete, used set or a brand new Djembe, all for me! =)

Last year, I got a book for Christmas. It's about learning how to read notes. I still don't know how to read and I've only on page 9 or so in the book. Maybe I'll pick it up during winter break or something.

But then I have to read a book throughout the break. Any book. I have this urge to reread "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" by Stephen Chbosky, but I also would like to pick up a classic novel like "The Catcher in The Rye" by J.D. Salinger. (Random: Did you know that "The Catcher in The Rye" is the most stolen book from public libraries?) And I would read the 6th Harry Potter book, but it wouldn't count for my winter assignment. Anyone wanna get me those for Christmas? =D

"Advice" that was given to me from my horoscope said to confide in someone and learn how to ask for help. And so I shall. =)

Good day today--for the most part. Haha. Good day everyday--for the most part! =)

The brighter side is always the better side.

Together, as one

I dunno. I felt like sharing my homework with the world. I had to write a poem and so here it is:

A. B. C. D. E. F G.

As flats and sharps,

Minors and majors,

6ths and 7ths,

Diminished and suspended

Chords are played—

Not it, not I, but WE—

We are heard

Together, as one.

I wrap the fingers of my left hand

Around it’s neck, over the frets,

And place my calloused fingertips

On the different-colored, different-sized, Cold, slick, steel strings.

We unite

Together, as one.

With my right hand,

The strings are both caressed and thwacked.

Clink. Clank.

With every pluck of the strings,

My heart sings

About faith, hope, love and life.

Whish. Whoosh.

With every strum by my hand,

My soul commands

The energy and attention

That strengthens the performance of a lifetime.

I, because of small beads of sweat, and

It, because of its smooth, glossy finish,

Both glisten in the spotlight

Together, as one.

Together, as one,

We become a star.

Hands down,

This is the best thing I can ever remember.

The sight of a live audience,

Together, as one,

Swaying, snapping, clapping, singing and

Listening intently to every

Soft, loud, melodious, harmonious

Sound that comes from

Us, on the stage.

I stop, think, and take a look around

At all the lights and sounds

As they brighten our performance,

With natural, pastel colors

And sweet, angelic voices

For all the slow, mellow ballads

And bright, neon lights

With loud, screams of excitement

For the fast, upbeat, rock songs.

There’s no need to complicate,

Our time is short. This is our fate:

(I’m Yours)

To unite people of different cultures,

Different ethnic backgrounds,

Different socioeconomic statuses,

Together, as one,

Through music, through song,

Throughout life.

Together,

Me and my guitar,

We are a bright star.

Combined or divided,

We are important instruments

WE ARE ONE.

And so will be the world.

Welcome to my world.

Running Away

I often tend to mentally run away.

That's it.

I think I have so much on my mind that I just can't seem to write it down.

Life is Wonderful

"Life is Wonderful" It's a very interesting song by Jason Mraz. Currently, it's the song on my myspace, so if you haven't heard it, go check it out.

"What is a vocation?"
"It's when you work for a long time and then you take a break!" - R.M.
Hahah...

Only 23 days 'til Christmas! =)

You know what's sad? How many relationships are torn or broken this year. I really hope things change for the better. Everyone deserves a second chance.

Nez's Wish List(*)/New Year's Resolutions(+):
* That the world keeps "Christ" in "CHRISTmas"
+ To become less "sheltered" without committing sins
+ To be more trusting & not be so scared to get hurt
+ To greet others even if it might be awkward
*+ To get skinnier or fitter. Hah! (A girl can dream).
* Disney's Little Mermaid DVD
* Contact Lenses
* Guitar Strings
+ Improve time-management skills
more to come...