Wednesday, July 8, 2009

One Simple Journey


Today i finally did something on my Summer "To do" list. A long hike. :) It was only up the pinnacle but it was still amazing. The sight was not as cool as when i went two years ago. You couldn't even see McDonalds! I believe nature did this on purpose. It wants you to reach the top to finally see the mountaintops and that feeling like you are no where near civilization. And a big yellow "M" might ruin that. But, it was fun but at the same time a little frightening. I've had a long fear of being in the woods while its dark. Something about it just terrifies me. It's been this way since i was a youngin'. I don't think it will ever change. But, finally reaching the top felt like a long lost goal was completed. Just the peacefulness, the fresh air with a hint of mist, and slight dew made the trip more interesting. And just sitting at the top, looking out at the mountains made me feel alive. And being with close friends just made it better. I miss the feeling of being free. Like you can do anything at any moment, and no one could stop you.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
-William Shakespeare

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Summer



To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee.
~Emily Dickinson

I really miss those days when summer felt like a lifetime and there were no clouds in site. And when "bathing suit season" didn't worry me so much. But as I'm sitting at this desk, i hear the thunder echoing through the trees, the occasional flash of light, and the rain pouring of the roof. This is getting to be a pretty common site in Newport, and i don't like it. I mean, i love thunderstorms, but not this frequently. I miss the beach, like a long lost friend. Just the feeling of sand between your toes and the sun beating down on you. And that new feeling of having your license and traveling the roads with no destination. It's depressing to know that the summers are going by so quickly and after this one, one carefree summer left. Then it's adult responsibilities on my shoulders. So, go out and make some memories. :)

Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived. -Patrick Stewart

Monday, June 29, 2009

Music


I closed my eyes as i welcomed the music into my ears. It was new; like nothing i have ever heard before. Each unique sound combined to make one full piece. I opened my eyes to see kids, of all shapes and sizes, but more importantly, the instruments they were holding. All shining in the florescent light, with distinct characteristics and a different sound. As they took a bow, i anxiously walked over and signed "Samantha West" right below "Sign up here". That was the start of a new journey. I had just joined the "Newport Band".
Ever since i was a young child, music has always surrounded me. From me in my little rose wallpapered room, trying so hard to learn the lyrics to every eminem song possible, to six long years of rocking at the clarinet. I was so happy the day i received my clarinet. "This, is for you." The former band teacher whispered as she passed it to me. It may have had a puke colored case, but that didn't matter. What's inside is what matters. I practiced and practiced and eventually went to states twice. While my two best friends happen to be librarians and read like crazy, i read music. I'll always remember that one rainy day on stage, after long months of practice, when we listened as the judge criticized our every mistake and then said "Congratulations, you have received PLATINUM." Everyone went wild and danced with joy. But the days have changed since then and i want to learn something new, something different, something awesome. Such as the guitar. It's sound is indescribable. and hopefully one day, ill have a "two girl band" with one certain best friend. :)

Warning: Contains very lame writing.
There once was a girl. Just a simple girl, filled with youth, laughter, strength and kindness. She cares most about nature, music, and having fun. This girl loves to take adventures and explore the simple things. This girl is me. And i'm not any different then your normal teenage girl. I'm the most random and strangest person ever. And, honestly, i don't care if people like it or not. Life is an experience and not a job. Many people try to follow the crowd; i say, diverge. Take a less traveled path and don't be afraid to be different. So, go out and compliment random strangers, dance in the rain, and have a little fun. :)

P.S.
I'm sure my writing will get better and more interesting as i move on.