Thursday, October 31, 2013

Pizza, Writing and Flute

I have to start with a statement... I LOVE MY SENIOR CIVICS CLASS! I love being able to voice my political opinions in class. I am learning so much about government not from reading a textbook, but by discussing issues and debating how we would handle them right in our very own classroom. Most everyone in the class is well informed. I love being aware of everything that is happening on the news because people surprisingly listen to me on certain subjects. I have never had people really ask me for my opinions before or see if I knew what was going on. It's really great. The discussions get heated, and statistics are thrown, however never viciously. We all respect one another's opinions, which is very rare, and a huge blessing to me.

Part of our Senior Civics homework is to prepare a family dinner. I decided to cook pizza. It was good. I DIDN'T RUIN IT! I was very excited. I set the table to make it look nice and we had some really great discussions. As a class, we believe that coming together at the very least once a week as a whole family is a necessity for a properly functioning society.

Creative Writing class is over tomorrow and I am so sad. I have never experienced a greater joy in a class than in Writing. My teacher knows just how to make it fun and exciting. She is a fantastsic critic and has even published a book of her own. I will miss her when I graduate.

In a couple weeks I have music auditions for schools. PLEASE PRAY FOR ME! I am very nervous. I have practiced my butt off, but I still need a lot of help.

Thanks for listening!

Monday, October 14, 2013

Did someone say COLLEGE? (Senioritis 101)

So I went to the doctor and I have been diagnosed with senioritis. I am ready to graduate now. I like being a teenager but I am ready to be out of here. Every morning we crawl into school at 6:45 and I say "Mom, how many days left?" Yes, that is right. I have started a countdown. There is just something about looking forward to that new adventure that makes you anxious. You try so hard to find the one place where you fit and then all of a sudden... "Sorry, you aren't allowed to be here until next fall." Stinkamaroo.

I have narrowed my colleges down to three. I will not list them here, but I will say that they are all great schools. Unfortunately my favorite is the farthest away, but I believe that this school will be the perfect fit for me.

It is so exciting to hear where everyone wants to go and what they want to do. It is incredible how much of a difference this class can make. I am so proud to call them my classmates. Our first high school reunion will be a ball. We all want to outdo each other and I have a feeling that this will continue past our high school experiences.

I often wonder where I will be in the next 8 or so years. Married? Teaching? In the country, out of the country, near home, away from home. What color house will I have? WILL I have a house? I ask God these questions and he hasn't answered me yet. I suppose that is a good thing. If we knew where we would wind up in life, would we stop trying? God has a reason for everything He does and I am so blessed to know He is on my side.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

The Diner

So I work in a diner. It is a great place to be. Diners truly are the heart of America. We get people from all different walks of life come through our doors from the President of the United states to the people who can't even afford to by a large drink. We get artists, musicians, teachers, politicians, girls, guys, kids, senior citizens and everyone in between. It is a place in America where we can forget our differences and just sit down for a nice warm cup of coffee. Regular. 3 creamers.

I love the regulars who come in. I don't know all of them, but I am learning about the Saturday morning regulars very well. There's this one guy who comes in and laughs at facebook pictures for two hours. He is a teacher and could never be kinder. There's also Pat, the owner's father. What a great guy he is. He is always encouraging me. Then there's the artist who draws cartoons on napkins for us every morning. I have to say that my favorite regulars is the senior couple who love to just spend time with each other. They remind me of the couple from Up. He loves her so much. He also has his own diner mug, special just for him! A lot of times we don't have to ask people if they want a cup of coffee because we just know that they do. It is wonderful!

Right now I am busing tables, but once a week I go in for waitress training. Isn't that exciting? The tips are fantastic and the people are great. I have really nice bosses too. I was thinking I might make them a cake for National Boss Day next Wednesday (I think it is.) The best part of working at a diner is that there is always work to be done. There is no time for playing games and social drama. It is a great break from high school, let me tell you!

So you have heard the good, now let me tell you the bad. The bad is that we are in a government shut down. You know why? Because politicians are deaf and don't know how to listen to the American people! They refuse to sit down and compromise. Why? I could go into very many reasons why, but for the sake of my readers, I won't go too deep into politics. All I know is that our nation seems to be in trouble, politically and morally speaking.

Politicians need to be more like diner people. They need to sit down and have a cup of coffee and just talk, person to person, not democrat to republican. They need to remember those Elementary school lessons of "learning to walk in somebody else's shoes." Maybe 3rd grade is really where they all belong right now I don't know.

They all want the same thing: to do what is best for the American people. They share a common goal. That is a start to where they need to be. Also, if it is the people they are attempting to help, why don't they try to ask the people how they feel on certain issues.

My message to Congress is this: go to a diner. Have a cup of coffee. Enjoy the warm smiling faces of the people around you. Listen to their conversations. Hear what they have to say about the issues. Make a promise to yourself that you will fight for what you think is right, not what will get you the most money. You were elected to make a difference in this country. So man up and do it.