From the mountains to the prairies.

New York was a great experience, but def no Texas :) The city is old and dilapidated. The people are all in a hurry, to where? Who knows. Broadway is Broadway and filled with many aspiring  actors and actresses who want to make it to the top. They are incredibly talented and while I watched them perform I got a rush which sparked a slight desire of my own, to one day be on Broadway. I marveled at ground zero, as I stood in a nearby building which was once ruined from the attack. I pondered how many people lost their lives,how many had shed tears, how many lived in fear and how many still do. I caught myself in a trance, while gratitude consumed me, for I am still alive and well, along with all my family. Central park was a completely different world from the crowded streets. The tranquility was so unexpected, as we had just left Times Square. I wanted to spend more time there, but I was still glad I got to see it. Canal Street opened my eyes to poverty, although this was not my first time to experience it. I could never lead a life like theirs. I'll have to admit, I was slightly amused by their tactics (hiding pictures of designer bags in newspapers while whispering "handbag,handbag,handbag" in your ear).  Sunday night we took a dinner cruise. A few of us went out on the deck while we passed the Statue of Liberty. Someone began singing God Bless America, which then turned into about 10 of us singing. It was pretty powerful, in itself. A few more people came out, and we sang the Star Spangled Banner. It was a once in a lifetime type thing that I will never forget. We packed a lot in that small trip, but the lack of sleep was totally worth it. This past Friday was choir banquet. It's hard for me to fathom how quickly this year has gone, how much drama has died off, and how close we all became. They are my second family. It's comforting to know that people my age share the love of music that dwells within me. Next year we will start over with a few old members and a few new. The beginning will be rough(as it always is), but come May we will realize how much we love each other. Tomorrow is the last day for seniors. I was waiting for my sister to finish dinner tonight, while my mind trailed off to the first day of school. Every time this happens, I have to sit down and try my best to accept how quickly things happened this year. I think of everything I can from August to now, take a deep breath, and step back into the real world. It's a tad bit peculiar, but it enables me to have a good recollection of events. I'm sad it's ending, for next year will be my departure from high school. It's honestly been my favorite three years of life. I'm still undecided as to where I want to go to school. Everyday it changes, yesterday I wanted to go some place where no one I know will be around, and today I want to stay close to family and friends. I guess I'll deal with that battle when it gets closer. As for now I'm content in my bedroom listening to Coldplay, and awaiting the arrival of summer (two days!).