Thursday, January 21, 2010

My Daddy



If my dad isn't the best man I've ever known, he's definitely very high up there. He is kind, loving, driven, and supports me and any of the crazy dreams that I have. He almost never asks and almost always gives in whatever way he can to whatever I ask. He will drop anything if I need him. He came to almost all of my performances and competitions. He was and is always there for me, even if its just to chat. I never realized how lucky I was until like this year when I realized usually it's people mom's that do that kind of stuff and sometimes they don't even get that much! (not that my mom isn't ridiculously supportive- she is... just saying usually people only get their moms to come to stuff:D)I really am the luckiest girl in the world.

And I realized something today... I certainly don't talk to him enough. It's not like we have a bad relationship at all, we love each other dearly... But today I started talking about Rachel Scott (a HUGE part of my platform for miss murray) and he had no idea what I was talking about.

Some daughters could choose to be offended that their dad didn't know what was going on in my life. But not me. It's my own dang fault and from this day forward I'm going to be much better in not only keeping in contact with my daddy, but with the rest of my family too. My brothers, sister, in laws, and cousins. These people are the ones who really will be with me forever and I need to keep them more involved in my life.

I love my family. I am so incredibly blessed :D

Thursday, January 14, 2010

The Violinist in the Subway

Have a wonderful day and remember...take time to enjoy life!
As someone once said: "Life's too short to sweat the small stuff!!"

the violinist in the subway . . .




Have a wonderful day and remember...take time to enjoy life!
As someone once said: "Life's too short to sweat the small stuff!!"



the violinist in the subway . . .



Washington DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007:

The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approx. 2000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later:

The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes:

A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:

A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.

45 minutes:

The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:

He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100. This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities.

The question is: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world,
playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.
How many other things are we missing?

Stop a while and breathe in the life all around you for 20 seconds that could change your day completely.

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Ok, I know this email was sent to me to tell me to enjoy life, but it really made me think. Sometimes we look at people in certain contexts and assume so much because of what they're wearing or what they're doing or where they're at. It's incredible how much of a person in under what we see every day. Some people try to seem better than they really are; others try to hide their true talent. Either way, we should be taking each person and trying to figure out why they are who they are and loving them for their true selves.

I've really learned this the last two years. You never know how amazing someone can be until you dig into their past and hear what they want to do with their future.

Friday, January 8, 2010

To Just "Hang Out"

So... there's been a bit of a bad wrap on "hanging out" around here. Many say we should be going on dates and what not... and I must say, I'm not really ready to go on tons of dates. I just want to hang out!

Every boy I meet now hangs out with me for one reason:to date. It's like I can't have guy friends anymore. I know it's been said that guys don't just have friends, but seriously, it's amazing to just hang out with the guys!

I've met some people recently that want to get married and dating is just a way to find that person. I date to have fun. I date to make friends. Then, when I find that one person I can't live without, I will marry him. I know not many people are like me, that's why I've learned to "just say no" because I'm not ready to be in a relationship, and we all know I'm just gonna hurt anyone who really wants to date me.

Tonight I hung out with 2 of my best guy friends- Chase and Mike. We went to Cynthia's party and then the Phi party (side note because this is gonna be turning into my journal, I have to write about it... At both parties everyone thought we were crazy! at Cynthia's we were all dancing and havin fun. And at the Phi party, we started playing body volleyball with a beach ball.. ohmigosh it was SOOOO funny! "HT!" ahhhh I love those boys. I always have so much fun with them!) It was amazing. We had so much fun just enjoying each others' company. No one had to worry about impressing anyone else. We could just let loose and be ourselves! Haha and everyone around us thought we were CRAZY!

I wish I could have more guy FRIENDS like that... I know I probably won't because that's just not the way we're raised or trained... but it certainly was nice.