Right Now

A little bit tired,
A little bit stressed.
A little bit excited for tomorrow.

A little bit smiling
and a little bit planning
And a little bit of everything right now.

Kind of inspired,
Kind of determined,
And kind of prideful, just a little bit.

Moderately confused,
and a little bit certain
And somewhat strong and courageous.

Partially ready
and a tiny bit scared.
A little bit done,
but a little bit not.

Right now
I'm a little bit of everything
Kind of this and that
And partially many things

Right now
I'm uncertain and unsure
And certain at the same time
And kind of, just a little bit, positively, absolutely happy

Wedding

I shivered on the deck, that lead to the glass doors, that led to more than a hundred people sitting in white folding chairs. "Wait 5 seconds, then go." said Decemeber, the wedding planner. I looked at the bride behind me, pushed open the doors, and walked down the aisle. Three more bridesmaids followed after me. I stood through the ceremony, and clapped and laughed at the appropriate times. My bare legs shivered in the October air. I had never been Missouri, and I hadn't expected it to be so cold. My dress was sleeveless, short, and bright blue. I smiled, linked arms with my brother, who was a Jr. Groomsmen, and I was a Jr. Bridesmaid. We linked arms, and walked down the aisle. We didn't trip, like I was scared we would. We just smiled, made eye contact with our parents, and celebrated. And then, from the fence that led from the rooftop pool, out came a marching band.  I laughed, and gasped. We followed the marching band to the hotel. The reception lasted for hours, and we danced all night. We ate tiny slivers of the most delicious cake I have ever tasted. And then we danced more. By the time we left I was screaming so loud, because the music had been loud. From our hotel room upstairs, I could still hear music playing. I thought about how much fun I had as I fell asleep.

Fortune Cookies

Fortune Cookie
Your future is told
Or maybe its sold
Through a wrapper you open
Silently hoping

Your fortune will be good
At least you hoped it would
But suddenly, inside
You find you've lost your pride

Because where there should be a note
That makes your dreams come true
It doesn't have a quote
No fortune here for you

"Oh no!" you scream, you shout
You let your anger out
"What does it mean?" you say
It cant show you your way

But maybe there is hope
For a fortune anew
For in your mind you hope
Theres something you can do

Come up with a saying
A wish or dream or chance
And that will be your fortune
There you go! A solution!
To the fortuneless cookie

Sounds

The breeze outside, with birds chirping and flowers blooming. The choppy sound of my computer, and my fingers typing on the keys. My breath quietly ahead of me, and my heart beating. I turn on music, and hear the lyrics and the chords. I can also hear cars revving and honking on the street outside. Its a quiet Wednesday morning and I'm home sick. I miss my friends, but all I can hear now is the peaceful sound of home. I sit on the stairs as my mom comes home, and we talk. My voice is just a whisper. I love the quiet here.

Rehearsal

It was dark in the theater, and our voices rang loud. I coughed backstage, preparing for my entrance. We danced and sang across the stage. My throat hurt from singing so loudly. We twirled in under the sea, and ran up the stage in she's in love. I oohed and aahed at the sets being seen for the first time. We had a lot to do by next week, but I knew in time we would be ready. And I was excited to put on a good show!

The Wrong Side of Right

The Wrong Side of Right by Jenn Marie Thorne is about a girl named Kate Quinn who's mother died recently. Kate thought she was an orphan, until her father showed up. She didn't know that he was a politician, running for president. All of a sudden, Kate gets to know her father, and moves in with him. She supports his campaign, and joins his family. But during becoming her father's daughter, she lost sight of herself. I really liked this book and it was a pretty quick read. I would recommend it!

Field Trip

Five different markets: Asian, Southeast Asian, Indian, Ethiopian, and Turkish. A million new things tried: sausage, cheese pastry, breads, candies. Flavors overwhelming me. Sweet and sour and spicy. We rushed around the city and asked questions at every stop. We ate until we could eat no more. I must have taken notes to fill a whole notebook. We returned with breads and cookies left from our adventures. It was the best field trip-- ever.