Posts Tagged ‘Miracles’

Everyone, before anything else, it’s been 11 days since I posted. I would like to say, though, that there is good reason for it, for I was deeply caught up in the matters of life, and emotional matters within myself. I’m going to tell you about this past week, which was pretty hectic. Monday, I had a test in my physics class, which, unfortunately, I failed miserably. However, I do plan on finding some way to get my grade up in that class, so I’ve not been letting it drag me down. For my determination to pass, even if that class isn’t required, is great! We took a re-test of it Thursday, and, well…. I actually ended up doing worse. I don’t even know how that is, I really studied hard this time! The only reason I didn’t get much studying time in the first time was because I was caught up in work from other classes. Anyway, that’s not what I really wanted to talk about. To start this story of my life, I’ll have to go back to the previous couple days, starting with Tuesday. Tuesday… gosh, I wasn’t sure I was even going to make it through Tuesday! Now, listen up, this is where it gets really interesting. It all started when I began noticing some… problems, I guess you could say, between my best, most precious friend and I. I hadn’t really noticed them at first, but, I began to wonder because she hasn’t been acting like she did last school year when we first became best friends. It wasn’t until Tuesday that I figured it out. I figured out when she walked past me in one of her classes. I smiled at her as she walked by, but she barely even looked at me. Now that, felt like an arrow got shot straight into my heart, and not in a good way. After that, I convinced myself that, because it was the only reason that made sense to me, it was because of me. It was because of the fact that I couldn’t do things for her anymore. I can’t do the things for her now that I was able to do for her last year. Then, I decided that, for the benefit of the both of us, we should quit being best friends. Now, I will tell you, the thought of losing my most precious friend did nearly scare the life out of me. But, since I had convinced myself it was for the best, I knew it had to be done. However, the next day, Wednesday, I had to miss. I had to miss school so that I would be able to go see my grandpa, who had been moved to a hospital in a different state. Before I get to that, though, I should tell you that I got so worked up over how things were between my best friend and I, shortly after I got home Tuesday, I sent her a text saying, “I’m sorry.” Immediately after that, I turned my phone off completely. The day I went to see my grandpa was a good day. He wasn’t feeling to good, but I think he started to feel better when we got there to see him. Not only that, but the hospital he was in just so happened to be on a local, and, might I say, somewhat famous, college campus. My uncle, who drove us there, and I got to take our own personal tour of the place, and it was pretty awesome. The events of that day helped me forget about what was lying ahead. However, I knew that, once I came back to school Thursday, I had to talk to my best friend no matter what, otherwise nothing would ever change or be resolved. And so, I did. The next day, I came back to school. I was scared, don’t get me wrong, but, at the same time, I was unusually calm. I knew what had to be done. So, during lunch, after I’d eaten all my food, I went to the library where she was, and told her I needed to talk. So I did it. I told her that I felt we shouldn’t associate anymore, and that she should forget about me and find a new best friend, because I hardly thought that our current relationship could be called that of two best friends. She didn’t understand at first, so I told her it was me and not her, that it would be best for the both of us since not being able to do things for her that I used to be able to do for her was killing me on the inside. If we stopped being best friends, I wouldn’t be in so much pain, and she could fins a new best friend, someone better suited to be one for her, who could do more things for her than I could. Then, something unexpected happened. She said that she didn’t need me to do anything for her, and that the reason she’s been looking sad is because there were some issues she was trying to get worked out. And then I realized that, no matter what I’m able to do for her, as long as I do what I can, she’s not going to think anything less of me. So, very, very thankfully, we were able to get it all worked out, and we are still best friends! And then, to make it that much better, I was picked up directly from school by my dad. Before their buses came, I was able to hug my best friend, and her boyfriend, and tell them, “I love you guys.” So, in short, what started off as a crazy week, couldn’t have ended better.

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Hey everyone, sorry for not posting for 14 days, but I’ve been busy getting myself ready for the talent show, which actually happened Friday, but I’ll post about the results later. Exciting right? So, as you can tell from the title, I’m going to tell you about last Wednesday at rehearsals for the show. So, I walked into the gym, dropped my stuff off by the bleachers because we were having archery practice at the same time, and walked over to talk to one of my friends who’s on the committee for the club sponsoring the show. This is where it gets crazy. Apparently, there was some deadline I didn’t know about, that all singers needed to get there music into the club the day before. After that, my friend told me she didn’t know if I would still be able to be in the show, but I would have to talk to the person in charge, who hadn’t yet arrived. Then, one of the other contestants in the show was on the stage, and she was telling everyone that was in to come up on stage with her and sign in. Since I didn’t know for sure, I just went up there and stood with everyone. Following that, she started reading off the acts in the order that they would appear in the show, so I stood over her shoulder looking, because I knew I could find out if I was in if my name was on the list. Well, guess what? It wasn’t. So then, after a moment of shock, I stepped down from the stage. I walked back over to archery practice, then told them the news. After that, I couldn’t control myself and started crying, so I went to the girls bathroom. I was really upset, and I ended up punching the wall, with the same hand I injured that Tuesday (I was outside after school doing body guarding duty, was running really fast, and when I tried to stop I couldn’t catch myself and wiped out, wounding my right hand getting a big scratch on the concrete). Then I left the bathroom and just went outside and cried more. After a few minutes, one of my senior friends came out to talk to me. He said that it wasn’t that bad that I didn’t make it, that I didn’t need a stage to sing, to just do it whenever I felt I should. He also said that I was a lot better than some of the people that did make it. After that, I finally started to cheer up. When I told one of my freshman friends on the team, she came up and gave me a hug, which was really nice. Well, after that, a couple other members joined and we were doing a group hug. I felt a little better after that. Then I practiced a little bit, and then, something unexpected happened. The person who was telling everyone to sign in earlier called me back over by the stage, and she was with the person in charge, who started talking to me. I told her what had happened, that I turned in my application to the main office, and she said that I wasn’t the only one that had happened to. Then she asked me if I had my music, and I did, but only on a flash drive. After that she discussed it with the committee, and then, a miracle happened. They took a vote and voted me back into the show! So, yeah, I was just like, “YESSSSSSSS!!!”, then I ran back over to archery practice, which had actually just ended, to tell my teammates that hadn’t left yet. I was so happy, because I knew it was something that I had to do because I’d kept my singing talent hidden for so long. I knew, that I was finally ready to let people hear my true voice.

TO BE CONTINUED…