Rachel–Writing in Style

Uhh! I love Twilight. When I went to go see it in Theaters, it was super fun to not only watch the movie but to watch people’s reactions. Every time Edward Cullen would come on the screen, myself included, would start to get a whirl of butterflies and breathing problems. Let me explain. (and yes, I do spend this much time thinking about Twilight to come up with a theory, though I am sure most girls won’t agree with me entirely). It is not that Robert Pattinson is super-super-super cute, though he is high on the list, that girls hiberventilate. If I didn’t read the book, I don’t think that I would even think he is cute at all. But, after reading the book…   Edward is the one everyone loves. Edward is perfect in almost all ways. It is not like we all wants a vampire boyfriend, but we want one like him. I made a t-shirt that says: Watch out Bella, I’m coming for your Edward.   I don’t really mean Edward himself. I mean someone like him. While reading the book Twilight for the 5th time, I realized every time Edward’s name was even mentioned, my heart skipped. Now, I am being redicilous. Super. I am not a girly girl who loves romantic novels and wants to be swept away off my feet. No, I am more of the girl who will joke and mess with the other guys as friends, not as flirts. But, everyone wants an Edward. Everyone wants to be told that they are an obsession to the person they love. It is showing that you don’t need to be perfect to fall in love. Bella, she is the biggest clutz I have ever heard about. Yet, she can fall in love. It goes to show even if they aren’t like Edward, they can be loved. It also talks about it doesn’t matter what people think. You have the freedom to do what you want and still make time for your friends. Everyone wants there hero to pick them up from dark alleys in there super fast silver Volvo. To save you from spooky dance studios.  I love Twilight. It is one of my favorite books. And I love Edward, but not as much as my Edward, who I might not have even met yet.

Rachel

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I love the Music Man! Not only is it my favorite musical, it is my all-time favorite movie. EVER! I love it! Oh my cow, I love it. I resently watched it with friends when I realized something. In the song, Trouble in River City or whatever it is called, The main character, the guy singing the song, again whatever his name is, talks Beautifully with his hands! It makes me crazy. It seems so natural for him. It is crisp and not over-  or underdone. Wow! It is amazing. I don’t know why I never noticed it before. I then tried to do it like him, but I couldn’t. I don’t know anyone who can talk better with there hands then him. Again, WOW! I hope someday I can be half as good as he is. I am in shock.  

I can’t believe I am saying this but, something is better than twilight! Music Man rocks my socks!!!

Rachel

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Today is CHRISTMAS!  I am very happy. I like being happy. I mostly have two things to say; one is about being little. Sometimes I wish I was five so that I would have a reason to act it. Also. and this one is about being happy: Have a reason to be upset, not a reason to be happy. There are so many times we come into a day being crabby and mad, but have no reason to be this way. We need to learn that being happy should be this way. We don’t need a reason to be happy; just be it. Maybe if you are bright and bubbly enough, you might cheer someone up, someone who really needed it. I don’t know. Just be happy! There are a lot of good things in our lives, just look hard for them.

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I love Disney! Or, a better way to but it, I did love it, and love the old ones. You can’t tell me, or maybe you can, you might be much, much different than me, that you don’t sometimes wish that you could just sit down and watch Sleeping Beauty, or Aladdin, or Mulan, or Beauty and the Beast. But, how many movies ‘now-a-days’ can you just not tolerate at all? I feel that way about a lot of movies.

The best part of movies, I think, is the music. I love watching a song, over and over, finding what time signature it is in, ‘directing’ it, and finding the perfect harmony part. I love musicals! I am OBSESSED! Then new disney movies don’t even have backround music! It makes me so angry! It is hard for me to even watch Disney movies, the newer ones, any more because it is no fun. I love acting young and simple, but I still want a good story line in movies and great acting, so these movies that don’t have that, I could always turn to the music, now I can’t.

I especially dislike ‘Disney Channel’ movies. URK! Some children and almost all teenagers don’t like to put a lot of emotion into their acting. I am not saying that I could do better then them, because I can’t, so I probably shouldn’t critise, but really? It is ridiculous!

Mostly, I am just saying that I miss good old Disney movies. I wish that there was a way to have more come out. As much as I love watching the old ones, you can’t watch them more than a thousand times.

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Music…A joy indeed. I don’t know how much I can say about it. When I think of writing, composing, listening, and believing in music, a lot of things come to mind. A lot. From books, to family, to friends, and even teachers. At this exact moment, I am listening to a song called ‘Now we are free’. I must have listened to this 30 times the night I finished my novel. I cried so hard that night, moved not only by my story, which makes me want to cry thinking about it, but the joy of knowing that I am done. Music can change the mood, and the feeling toward something or someone. Music is one of the things that can make me want to cry and collapse, and still laugh and smile and mostly, believe. Music can give me hope and remind me that tears might help. I love music; the compasion I feel when I hear it, and ‘fake direct it’ in any place I am, is sometimes so overwelming, I must stop everythings I am doing and just listen.

Today, I have made music on the piano, flute, clarinet, and voice (and trumpet, but I don’t like trumpet very much). I have also heard and listened with my whole soul to music, preformed beautifully by many composers, embracing each part, trying to envision each section, each instrument, and each hand moving in perfect rhythm. Over, and over, taking it and loving it.

The music I listen to would never, I repeat, NEVER be on KKCK. Many people ask what my favorite kind of music is and who are my favorite writers. But, I wouldn’t refer to these angels as writers. They are composers. They not only are musicians, they are magicians. They bring confidence to my life and encourage greatly.

So, thank you, everyone who brings music into my life, even if it is slight: Hans Zimmer, Yiruma, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Jon Schmidt. Thank you are giving me pure music.

Also to my a lot of my teachers, though I don’t know why exactly you do or what you do: Mr. Helmer, Ms. Rabaey, Mr. Shuckhart, Ms. Olson, and especially Mr. Voit. Thank you to all. You can’t even emagine how much I am grateful to you.

Rachel

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You often hear people say “Secrets are lies.” My response to that is…WHAT? If  the man of my dreams whispered into my ear, “I love you,” just loud enough that only I could hear, I hope that that wouldn’t be a lie. If I whispered into my friend’s ear, behind the other one’s back, “I like your jeans,” I don’t think that that would be a lie either. And if I said to someone, “You don’t have your pants on” that would also fall into the category of…wait, never mind. That probably would be a lie. 

I think secrets are nessesary. If they were very freely told, than you couldn’t throw surprise birthday parties! You wouldn’t be able to feel as safe. I like secrets. 

The End…..Hotdog….The End

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Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I have a fascination about hotdogs. I have no idea why. Hot dogs are not my favorite thing to eat; actually, if I think about what I am eating too long, the idea of eating a hot dog disgusted me. I tell people that they are hot dogs all the time. Is it an insult? Is it a compliment? Neither would probably have to be the answer. Hot dog. I think that I just like the word. Hot dog. Lovely, right? But then, that would be me!

Rachel, signing off, hotdog in hand (JK)

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