Comfort and Happiness

Hark one. Hark All. After a 18 months of wishin', I am finally a student at East High. I am so sore, but it is completely worth every aching muscle. I have worked so hard to get to this point and I am so happy I made it. Here's me and Brock "being super heroes".

Following Denise Case's (show director) 4:35 in the moring declaration of approval, I was on my way home and a song came up on my iPod. Everyone has those times when a song comes on that is perfect for the exact moment you're experiencing. I had one of those. A few days ago, Jen showed me this song by Death Cab that I had some how never heard. That, or I just never realized it's brilliance till then. It's called "Passenger Seat". I hate to sound cliche, but I think the lyrics to this song are so conversational. It is so full of comfort and happiness. Below are the lyrics, if you'd like to follow along with the last song on the playlist to your top right.

I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

"Do they collide?"
I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter.

When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride
When you need directions then I'll be the guide
For all time.
For all time.

Gone Daddy Gone

So two days ago, I had an amazing day. I was set to help out the stickbug for Block Party, but they needed me to be to be a Pixar Pal instead. Then, a manager revealed to me that Slim and I could no longer be friends. He was just not treating me nicely and so it is over. I'll actually miss him a little. Not alot. Just every now and then.

I miss the B-Unit already.

Right Here, Right Now

I am gonna be doing this show soon. I could not be more excited to join this band of Wildcats!





On a sidenote, my dance group from back home is coming for a tour. Hopefully, they'll get to see me dance it out.

Holiday Happy

Happy friggin' 4th of July everyone.

I haven't done anyting special, seeing as my entire body is throbing for my time with the stickbug. However, I am watching a great little video called Back to the Future. I always seem to be watching movies on holidays where normal people go out.

Anywho, I'll be brief about this. I'm learning the "High School Musical" show at Disney's Hollywood Studios and I am so freakin' excited for it. It has been my goal/dream for a year and a half and now that it's finally happening? Well, it feels pretty damn amazing. Now, I just hope i get to do the show a few times.

Sirs Sherwin and Jackson

So I have have picked up reading a blog recently. It is scribed by my old friend, Julie's betrothed, Mr. Andy Sherwin. You can check it out. I get a bit of enjoyment out of his writing for a couple reasons.

1. His blog entries are always 3-4, fully formed, 5 sentence+ paragraphs. I love long blog entries. I don't know that I am capable of creating one myself, but I love to see when others manage it.

2. He presents his ideas with facts. He is knowledgeable. It always seems that he has done research on the subject before fully forming his opinion.

These together have brought me to feel like I'm reading a doctoral dissertation with each new blog entry. That makes me feel really smart. He uses words like "symbiotic" and "motifs" and I'm really jealous cause if I use those words, I sound like an 8 year old who just heard a big word and decides he should use it all the time in inproper ways.

Anyway, he recently wrote on the passing if one Mr. Jackson. It was refreshing to hear a new perspective. His thoughts have led me to discuss my own. I, for one, do not feel an aching in my soul. I understand and repect his place in pop music history. He has created some of the most well-known songs in the world. He was very gifted. However, I feel people somehow mourning an aging popstar, saying his death is huge loss to pop music today, I can't help but disagree. Besides numerous greatest hits albums (and sorry but they don't count), the man hasn't created any legitimate or noteworthy music in eight years. His last album, Off the Wall, released in 2001, was widely considered a flop. Other than that, he has been bashed for years for his eccentricities. So what exactly is the world missing with him gone? I'm sorry if that sounds insensitive, but he is in a better place. In this world, he is an "crazy, ex-popstar pedophile". We made that persona for him and now people are trying to act like they always loved him. As I have said before, I respect and understand what he has done for pop music. However, I'm not going to pretend that I will miss him dearly.