Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Day 2: My First Love


I really hope that this doesn't have to be about a boy. Because my first love would be Johno.  I was in love with him all through elementary school, but it was very one-sided, because every single girl was in love with him and he was always too humble to believe it.  And then, I realized he was like a brother to me and it made it kinda awkward.  I miss this boy though.  He's in Africa on his mish.  
 
Anyways, I think my first love was probs my cello and piano...or maybe softball. But I'm going to go with my cello and piano.  I started to learn how to play the cello in 4th grade and then soon after that, I started on the piano.  I totes thought that I was the shiz because I was the only cello/piano player in my grade and everyone thought I was super cool.  I'm so glad that I stayed playing my instruments rather than softball {I stopped playing softball competitively in the 9th grade}.  I met some of my very best friends in orchestra and it basically was the only thing that kept me going during my senior year.  When I play my instruments {it's so sad because I don't have a cello at my disposal anymore}, I can just feel the crap in my world go away.  And it's SO refreshing.  I don't know why I don't play that much anymore. But I just love music.  It's a universal language, and my escape.
I can't believe that I always kept my hair that short all throughout high school. 
  



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