Change is Coming

Break starts tomorrow. Expect great things. I know I do.

Friends

I hope you know the joy you bring me
I hope you know how beautiful you are
I hope you know what light you give
The shining sun, a constant star

There are days when I forget to say
Exactly what you mean to me
But day in, day out, rain or shine
My friend you’ll always be

And I hope that I can give it back
This love that you have shared.
Each moment I can give to you,
Each fragile gift I spared.

The good within your very soul
Has brought me to your light
And my own goodness, large or small
Is insignificant in your sight

But there is that within you
Which deserves a friend with heart
So I’ll strive each day to be her
And we’ll both do our part

For friendship is what both can give
A push, a pull to share
And together in this motion
We’ll lift the world, a pair

One Page of Me

So over the last couple weeks I have been refining my resume, working into a professional document and getting it down to one page. Basically, this means I have spent a lot of time looking at my own experience and trying to make it sound awesome.

It's very interesting to have to widdle down these last 18 years of my life into a single page. What things have I learned that an employer might be looking for? What have I accomplished? Answering these questions has been challenging to say the least, and I think my resume, though entirely truthful, comes off as a very polished version of me. And I am definitely not polished.

Why is it that society expects us to prove who we are and what we can do on one piece of paper? I know very few people who I could sum up in so short a space, and it's even harder doing that to myself.

Just a bit of what's going on in my life. On the plus side, I'm going home this weekend for Muni auditions and friends and the musical and PUPPIES! I miss nothing about home so much as I miss my beautiful dogs, Flash and Opal. That's why their pictures are at the bottom of the right hand side! Check them out!

p.s. I pretty much think the title of this blog is awesome. I should definitely copy right that and make it into a book. I'm thinking very "Spoon River Anthology"-esque where each person gets a single page for their story. Hmmm...

What If?

I don't know if other people have these sorts of thoughts, but I was struck by a very odd passing thought today, which got me wrapped up in this whole alternate universe.

What if farts were colored?

OK, go with me on this for a second. If farts were colored, what would the world be like? Imagine if a little purple cloud just floats behind you every time you fart. Would the world be more accepting of flatulents? Would we all just be walking around in a purple haze? Think about it, people pass gas ALL the time, what if we all knew??

Just thought I'd leave you all with that interesting question. Lots going on in my life, and maybe I'll blog about it later.