2010... fearless.

So as you all know, it's a new year; 2010!! I must say that I' am excited for the great things that it will bring. One resolution that I am going to try my best to keep is to be fearles. There were many opportunities in 2009 that came about for me to act upon it, but my nerves and fear got into the way of it. Well, not anymore. I cannot go through life being timid and afraid, if I want something, I need to go to it and not wait for it to come to me, take risks and chances; otherwise I will feel like I am missing out... big time.

"2010 is the year of no fear. You have more potential inside of you than you can possibly imagine" - Nick Jonas

White Houses

I must say... maybe it's the opening notes of this song that completely draw me in, but I am completely enamored with this song, always have been. I decided to post this song simply because it shows how incredibly talented Vanessa Carlton is as a musician. Plus, she is not afraid to go a little deeper than most song writers do. She briefly points out when she lost her virginity, but in a mature, sophisticated, and rather blunt way, and I adore that. Sure it sparked up some pretty major controversy, but we should be able to express ourselves musically in the way that we will feel is best. This song takes up different meanings, jealousy, living on your own, rites of passage, etc. Listen and hopefully be amazed.

Friday nights are always interesting...

So earlier tonight (around 6pm or so) I went to church for a play that the drama unit was going to rehearse. We started off with our normal routine, praise and worship, fully equipped with a band (or just a drummer and a bongo player for that matter). Praise and worship finishes and we go into deep prayer for the next half hour. I must say, I have never felt more blessed during that intense prayer session. Afterwards, we get down to business and discuss the 3 plays that we are doing for our upcoming inauguration February of 2010 (this was around 8 or 9 by the way). It literally took 5 tries and 4 hours to practice 1 play and by the time that my part arrived in the 2nd play, it was quickly approaching midnight. Now my mother being as concerned, caring, and as much of a worry wart as she is, called me over 50 times in 3 hours and left more likely over 10 voice mails (which I never check). I kind of creeped past the speed limit of few times on the way home to keep her from worrying more than she already was, and luckily I made it home before 1am. I truly was expecting for my mother to rip my head off as soon as I walked through the door, but she was fast asleep. I expect a phone call around 12 noon or 1 pm later on today, the first thing said: "you'll never be in the drama unit ever again".