Karen’s blog

I was just reading on Mr. B’s blog again and I saw this saying… 

We are always getting ready to live but never living.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

That’s when it hit me; I realized that the saying is right. Everyone is always ready to live but never follow through. I admit that I am like that, I am ready to just throw myself out there at any moment, when the moment comes I hide back, and I think it is just because I am scared to see what would happen. I mean I would rather live a life of crazy moments then a live of regrets. I guess it’s just like that for everyone, we always say things will change but we never act to make them, we are all just waiting for that brave person to come around and help everyone.

I am done with that, I want to be no, going to be that brave person, just throw myself out there. Dance like no one’s watching. It’s time for all of us to be ready to live; if we all were this world would be so much different, maybe even better. Who knows maybe there will be no war.

Ok well I just got my first high school project; I am happy and sad because projects are not fun at all. But then when the teacher said he didn’t care how we presented our project, it got me thinking to back in Mr. B’s class. I can go all out on this project. I can make an audio or a video or just a song. Well maybe not a song to sing in front of everyone but one they could hear that I recorded. When he said a slide show would be great, I thought of when Mr. B said that we could not have many words on it. The kids started to talk about putting key points on the slides and just doing all this boring stuff. Before I tell you what happens next I better tell you that the project is about Egypt, which is my specialty, we have to pick one of the 7 things that make an empire strong, and my group picked culture. Okay well after they said all the slide stuff, I said we should make a costume, they all looked at me weird, but then I said that we should make a costume of a famous pharaoh and say why they wore that and what it meant. Then they said that was great but it can’t just be about clothes, so I added food and how they ate, we should make a dinner setting of how they ate and what should be on the plates. They all thought it was a great idea and completely different, I was happy at my strange mind

I was reading some of Mr. B’s posts and I don’t know why but it just got me thinking to when I was a kid.  I know I’m still a kid, but there is a huge difference between kid and teen. So I started thinking of what I would do if I was a kid.

I would wake up at 6 am on the weekends because for some reason I could, and I would watch bugs bunny cartoons. Then I would go outside and play with my best friend and neighbor (she still is my neighbor today and we are still close) Charlie, we would freak when the ice cream man came because that was a rare treat on our street. Then I would go to a play ground, anyone at that, and I would just play on it and laugh and have fun.

But none of those things are what I would do. I think that when I was a kid I didn’t care, for once about what people thought of me or how my hair looked, or what I wore, or even the makeup on my face. I just would not care; I would just go out and have fun. But why can’t I do that now, the sad part is that I don’t even remember a time when I started caring what people thought about me. I just remember when middle school started that was when the judging did too.

So people being mean and making fun of me making me want to wear name brands and put makeup on? Since when was our lives ruled by what other people thought? I know exactly when….. When middle school starts, thats the bringing of you becoming the one person you hated and not realizing it till it was too late, until you have to get up at 5 in the morning to straighten your hair and put your makeup on, so you could take the bus at 7.

people always ask me why I joined band, and I answer with “it was the only thing my sister didn’t do” that’s a lie, I joined band because it’s the only place where every kid from every click joins together and just plays music and has fun. I can give you a good example, for high school we have to go to the school field from 8am to 3pm and practice marching and playing for the competitions starting the first weekend after school starts. After that week, on the last day if you paused and just looked at us, you would see all of us joking around and laughing, having a great time. You could see a family, not by blood but the type of kids that would help you, the freshmen in the band were well protected by the upperclassmen, and if you messed with one of us you messed with all of us. (Think of it like an army, only less discipline, our band teacher always says “we are one person, one mind, one soul.”) We all know each other by name and know things that they like or dislike. We have those inside jokes that only the band knows, simple things like one word “delicious” say that to anyone of my schools band members and all of us would just burst out laughing.

The band is the one place where there is no judging at all, not on how you look or carry yourself, we are all just friendly people that stick together through the drama and stress of high school. And here’s the best part….. We don’t care what you say about the band or being band geeks, because we are having a WAY better high school experience then you will ever have