New Year

Well, it's that time of the year again.  Tomorrow will be the start of a new year, and hopefully 2013 will be better than 2012. 

Let's see...this year...

Since the beginning of 2012, I have...

Gotten a new piercing.
Dyed my hair.

Ended a relationship.
Started a new relationship.
Been on a long car journey.
Passed an exam.
Cried on someone’s shoulder.
Had a massive fight with a boyfriend/girlfriend.
Received flowers.
Had a Valentine.
Written a letter using pen and paper.
Gone to see a therapist.
Been prescribed medication by a doctor.
Read a really good book.
Gone to the zoo.
Spent too much money on unnecessary things.
Traveled by train.
Cried over someone.
Spent a day out in the sun getting a tan.
Slammed a door out of frustration.
Had an anxiety attack.
Had a BBQ.
Gone to the fair.
Gone bowling.
Seen a film at the cinema in 3D.
Gone on a date.
Been the only sober one on a night out.
Helped someone home after they’d had too much to drink.
Stayed up all night.
Talked on the phone for over 2 hours.
Supported someone who’d received bad news.
Watched some kind of live sporting event.
Read an entire book in one day.
Bought a DVD the day it was released.
Eaten McDonald’s more than four times in a single week.
Cried as a result of exam stress.
Met some incredible new people.
Fallen backwards off a chair.
Broken my glasses.
Cried over someone in my past.
Spent hours aimlessly browsing the internet.
Thrown up.
Cried over a film.
Gone out of my way to avoid an ex-significant other.
Fought with someone in (semi)public.
Been in a relationship for a year or longer.
Visited a foreign country.


Yup, and that has been my year.

It's been a rather evntful year.  Made some new friends, went a few places, made a long forgotten childhood wish come true, new discoveries, some realizations, discovering new feelings, had my heart broken a few times, and had a few real smile moments.

Also, guess what I saw this weekend! 

Oh my goodness, Les Miserables is AMAZING! 

The only thing I didn't "like" about it was Russel Crowe.  It sounded like he was singing one note the whole time, except when he did Stars.  He did a pretty good job of Stars, but it could have been much deeper, more emotional.  He just kept the whole eyebrows raised, sad eyes, open mouthed expression.  His eyes didn't really...shall we say...portray the feelings of the song.  He sang it nicely, but not as best as it should have been.

Holy crap, Hugh Jackman!  WHAT. A. MAN!  WHAT. AN. ACTOR!  He was OUTSTANDING!  His eyes!  Oh my gosh.  His EYES!  He portrayed so much emotion, his voice, his breath, his face!  He was AMAZING!  He better win an award of some sort.

Same for Anne Hathaway.  She did a beautiful job of Fantine.  My goodness, she did such a lovely job.  What I loved was how they sang live.  That was gorgeous, if you don't know what I mean by that... Les Miserables Sound Mixing/Editing

And on that topic, the close ups on the actors/actresses and the whole singing live really made all the difference.  During "I Dreamed A Dream" Anne's nose started running, and you could just see that she really meant it.  And then at the end of that video, Eddie Redmayne singing Empty Chairs at Empty Tables, look at his eyes, and hear the shake in his voice...how beautiful is that?  Oh my gosh, it was so amazing!

I have to say that I wanted to see more of Cosette, she seemed to have little to no part in it, but I loved her voice.  It was pure, lovely, and just plain beautiful. 

Eponine, oh, Eponine.  Her story, my goodness.  Her song!  I love the song "On My Own," even playing it on the piano lately.  It's so gorgeous!  So sad!  It makes me cry!  The songs that make me cry are On My Own, Empty Chairs At Empty Tables, A Little Fall of Rain, Red and Black, I Dreamed A Dream, and then the final song.  I'd say that Les Miserables is now one of my biggest favorites--but I don't really have a particular favorite.  Wicked, Les Mis, The Secret Garden, The Music Man, and Phantom of the Opera.  Those are definitely my favorites.

Well, I guess that's all until the next time.  I'm working on a piano song and will hopefully record my playing it the next time I'm home alone (can't do it with the little ones wandering about).  I'm also brewing a new poem, the idea is there and the words will come eventually.  :)

Until the new year, my friends.

Meg

Star

So quick update before I put the poem out, HGC sang at the Houston Ballet Nutcracker over Thanksgiving.  Oh my gosh, the experience is without words.  We were in the orchestra pit--right behind the harpist (who was a very nice lady. might I add).  Such a magical experience, there were actually a few girls who were saying in a bored voice "Oh, ya, that was fun-we should do it again." And I'm thinking, "YOU!  YOU THERE!  GOOO!  IF YOU CAN'T APPRECIATE HOW AMAZING THIS IS, THEN LEEEAAAVE!"

When I was little I had a sort of dream to be in the Nutcracker, but I told myself that could never ever happen because I'm not a dancer, and I'm not a professional violinist, harpist, flutist, etc.  And I completely forgot about that dream until I was in the pit, watching the musicians,  the conducter, and the dancers...I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, thanked God, and before I evem thought of opening them I realized something.  I could "see" the music, the magic, the dancing, the story, and the audience with my ears.  I could see each face that was watching.  I could see how much emotion was put into the roles, and I could see the musicians moving their bows, taking breaths, trilling their fingers, and all the while my eyes were closed.  I saw everything around me, but with my ears--and not just my ears, but I could feel it in my heart and soul "This is where you are meant to be, and this is exactly the kind of magic you've been looking for."

After the first time being in the pit, we went back to the rehearsal room and I sat there clenching my pencil, clicking it over and over again, and tapping my feet--I was so excited.  And to be quite honest, I wasn't even nervous.  I was so excited to be in that pit, and I was so excited to have this childhood dream come true.  What makes it amazing is not knowing who is in the audiece.  Later in the day, I found out that one of my best friends was in the audience that day with her mom and sister.

On the first performance, my mom chaperoned with us and on the way home, both she and I were so excited.  My exact words, "I feel like running a marathon!  I feel like turning cartwheels in the mall!  I feel like grabbing some random guy off the street and kissing him! Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!"  You should have seen my mom's face, it was hysterical!


Anyway, I just had to share that amazing experience.  I don't have a whole lot of happy times these days, but Nutcracker really changed something in me.  My drive, push, and love for theater and being onstage singing at the top of my lungs has heightened by a million.

Okay, that being said, I wrote a new poem.  At Wortham Center (where we did Nutcracker), there are little gold stars along the walls, mezzanine, and the balcony.  I had a little thought too, and I just had to write it down.

Fluttering like a feather,

It seeps through every part,

It digs further and further

Until it reaches my blackened heart.

Riding a star through the clouds,

I am accompanied by stars,

Flying miles off the ground,

This night is ours.

 

It’s over as soon as it begins,

I danced in the winter sky,

The warmth still on my skin

From a million burning fireflies.

 

A star replaces my heart,

I am a new person,

A new work of art.

My soul is now awakened.

 

 

 

Please critique, make suggestions, etc. 

 

Also I can take topic requests for poems and stories.  Let me know! :)

 

Lot's of love,

Meg

 

 

 

 

 

Stories

I wrote this the other day, and jut wanted to put it out there.  Feedback, okay?

We all have a story,

We all have a battle,

The battle of our life history

The good lord knew we could handle.

 

Our stories are private,

They are unique,

It’s just a simple facet,

That is remembered as ‘bleak.’

 

My story involves heartache and pain,

Yours may involve much worse,

It could involve hunger and strain,

Or it could involve guilt and remorse.

 

Everyone has a story to hide,

A reason their hearts hurt so,

A fight to fight,

While wishing it had ended long ago.

 

It could linger on your shoulder,

It could hide in your eyes,

Or it may be growing bigger

With each hurtful goodbye.

 

 

A story that isn’t open book

For the whole world to view.

It is for your eyes to look,

Maybe another person, too.

 

Yours and yours alone,

Something no one has seen

Meant for you, it’s your very own.

Something you never could have foreseen.

 

It starts when you feel a pain

It swells into something you’ve never known,

A feeling that comes again and again.

That feeling of being all alone.

 

I hurt myself, you may too

We have our own comforts,

Separating me from you.

Something that we always avert.

 

We all have a story we’ll never tell,

Maybe a mistake or traumatic tale

Of how we made it through the hell

Of life, and how you made it through that veil.

 

But there’s going to be one person

That will hold you,

And through every action,

Will go crazy and love you, because you’re you.

Guess what!

Sorry to get back so late to you guys!

Guess what!


I got into the Houston Girls Chorus!


My mom called me and said "Hey, guess what!  Dear Megan,
Congratulations – you have been accepted as a member of this year’s Houston Girls Chorus!"  I turned a few crappy cartwheels that day, even hit a wall and bruised my ankle (hahaha).  :D


We had our first rehearsal on Sunday and, oh my goodness,  they are so nice, so talanted, and just plain amazing!

The older girls who have been training a lot longer than me are a little intimidating because of their talent, but it's still SOOO much fun!  I all ready made a new friend who is also homeschooled!  :D

Okay, I know I promised to post a video of me singing the songs from my audition, but at the moment I haven't gotten the oppurtinity to do so--the little ones come knocking on my door when I try to record myself.  -_-  As soon as I get the chance to record myself, I promise that I will post it.  If I don't, you're more than welcome to remind me!  XD

So the side stuff HGC will be doing sounds AMAZING!  We're literally going to be touring Galveston, and performing at the same time!  And when we perform at the nutcracker, we'll be IN THE ORCHESTRA PIT!  Right there, front and center, in front of EVERYONE!  :D :D :D :D

It's so amazing, I can not wait to continue in it.  :D

Oh, and side thing.  I'm performing at my church talent show with my voice teacher, her husband, my mom, and a few people in our church choir.  I'm going to have my friend record us with my camera so I can post the video.  It's a great arrangement of the song "How Can I Keep From Singing?"  It's so fun.  ^_^


All for now, folks!  Will get back to you as soon as I can.  :D

Meg

Awesome news!

Wow, long time no blog.  Sorry, my life has been ridiculously busy since June. 

Okay, so I have the best news ever!

Guess who has an audition to be in the Houston Girls Chorus on September 8th? 

Have you guessed yet?  Correct!  Moi! 

I am super, super excited.  The Chorus has 2 major performances a year, and another performance at the Nutcracker Houston Ballet!  How cool is that?!  :D

I will be singing 2 songs for my audition.  One is an Italian piece, and the other is a Broadway selection.

First song:

Se tu m'ami

Second Song:
How Could I Ever Know - The Secret Garden


Wish me luck! 

:D

Meg

'Nother new poem!

Okie dokie, yes, I admit that I deleted that last post (for my own reasons thank you very much.).  I'm replacing it with this poem.  Hope you enjoy it!  :D

Alone forever is now untrue.

I have dwelt in thought for days

I realize it was not because of you.

My sadness is now but a haze.



You will always be a scar upon my beating heart

I realize now that t’was I who kept you lingering

For because it was you who tore us apart,

I will be forever aching.



But not in your grief

I release you from the grasp from which you had of me.

You watch me leave, just as you left me, in disbelief.

I am free of you, for all eternity.



Chained and weighed down by grief and pain,

My thoughts were bitter at the thought of you.

You abandoned your family and friends in vain.

Sweet revenge littered my thoughts toward you.



These thoughts do not prolong.

You are now but a sad and lonely creature

In my mind is where you no longer belong.

Your story in my life is now an ending chapter.



The knots you tied to me are forever severed in two

I will not, and cannot trust you again.

When you left, your hatred was construed.

All thoughts of our future are at an end.



True that I still think of you,

As it may be that you think of me.

But you are forever banished, I bid you adieu.

The constant thoughts that rattle me, they now flee.



Goodbye forever, constant companion.

I do believe I shall miss you.

It shall be like you never happened.

And now, I am at last free of you.   

Alone forever is now untrue.

I have dwelt in thought for days

I realize it was not because of you.

My sadness is now but a haze.



You will always be a scar upon my beating heart

I realize now that t’was I who kept you lingering

For because it was you who tore us apart,

I will be forever aching.



But not in your grief

I release you from the grasp from which you had of me.

You watch me leave, just as you left me, in disbelief.

I am free of you, for all eternity.



Chained and weighed down by grief and pain,

My thoughts were bitter at the thought of you.

You abandoned your family and friends in vain.

Sweet revenge littered my thoughts toward you.



These thoughts do not prolong.

You are now but a sad and lonely creature

In my mind is where you no longer belong.

Your story in my life is now an ending chapter.



The knots you tied to me are forever severed in two

I will not, and cannot trust you again.

When you left, your hatred was construed.

All thoughts of our future are at an end.



True that I still think of you,

As it may be that you think of me.

But you are forever banished, I bid you adieu.

The constant thoughts that rattle me, they now flee.



Goodbye forever, constant companion.

I do believe I shall miss you.

It shall be like you never happened.

And now, I am at last free of you.   




All right, I'll be back soon.  Got some "mini stories" to post soon.  Trust me, they're completely random, stupid, awesome, and crazy.  You'll think I've gone mad, they're THAT weird. Talk to you soon! :D

Meg

Bedtime Poem

Hey guys!  Wrote a new poem this morning, and need some input on it.  I've been thinking a lot about what sorts of things I want to do with my kids in the future.  This poem is one of them.  Each night, as I'm tucking them into bed, or doing a bedtime routine, we'll both say this poem.  I'll say one line, they say the next, etc.  The last paragraph will be mine when they're wrapped up in their blankets.  Let me know what you think!

It is time now, let us bide

To the world where smiles are heard,

Where no one minds,

Where we may fly with the largest birds.

Away we fly to join the deer,

Where no sadness dwells,

Where there is no fear.

Where happiness swells.

To the place we feel no sorrow,

A world where all things are good,

Where there is a tomorrow.

A place we can visit, even past childhood.

Climb the highest tree,

Sleep on the fluffiest cloud,

Breathe the water of the sea,

Fly the skies and sing aloud.

Here, we dance with the trees.

Here, we sing with the wind.

Here, we fly with the breeze.

Here, we follow the whirlwinds.

We come here to get stronger,

Not for greed or pride,

Everything I do comes from me, the author.

An escape to a world in divide.

Dear child, you come here through dreams.

When all seems broken,

You must cut the seams

And let your mind and heart open.

Sleep soundly now, my dear one.

You are safe in your bed.

Until you awaken,

Let these words calm your sleeping head.

Hope you guys enjoyed it, and I hope to hear from you!
Talk to you later!
Meg

Pendulum

Hey guys!  New poem!

Reading up on some Edgar Allan Poe, and when I read Pit and the Pendulum, I came up with this idea.  Hope you like it!!!
  Unfortuantely, I couldn't find a picture that really matched what I was looking for! -_- Oh well, I guess. :/

Hanging from the void above,

The constant ticking

Forever makes me think of

Its horrid tricking.

Locked and alone in this dark and foul cell

I only hear the pendulum sway

I realize it is set to quell

My life today.

Swaying back and forth

In time to the beating of my heart,

It ticks my life away, henceforth

And I know that I shall depart.

The pendulum spells my life as it fades,

It sways only moments more.

I have attempted escape and failed.

I have forsaken the plan, nevermore.

My breath is slowing, coming in gasps

The pendulum’s rhythm is slowly diminishing

The blood in my internal maps,

Is gradually slowing

Fear creeps up my spine,

As darkness is erased,

And filled with light

And the walls are replaced.

I turn and shrink back,

My own reflection,

What it does not lack,

Is the pendulum in action.

All around me, I see myself and the pendulum

Every which way I turn, we are there.

A predicament, a problem

I’m lost, for we are everywhere!

The pendulum swings faster

As my heart beats in fear

At the sight of my figure

How I wish I could disappear!

The pendulum has slowed to a gentle swish,

Eyes cast away from the mirror, my heart is slow

My mind is in anguish.

My eyes are no longer aglow.

My heart stops, and the pendulum is halted,

A heart that no longer beats.

Weakened is the pendulum, its plan is deserted

For its job is complete.

The fall of a pendulum creates a noise so strong

Cracked are the mirrors,

My reflection is no longer,

Just a question with no answer.

Left to rot in the room of mirrors

My body was never discovered

The pendulum had not foretold a man’s fate in years,

The pendulum was forever shattered.

Let me know what you think!!!  :D

Meg

Dandelion Wishes

Hey guys, I have a new poem that I've been working on.  Well, two poems.  They're two different poems but both have 2 things that are the same.  I'm not terribly sure about the first one, it's not my best, but it could use some work. If you have any suggestions, ideas, or requests, comment and I'll see what I can do.  :)

First poem:  

Dandelion Seeds



Walking down the fields with my thoughts running

I blow a wish on the dandelion seeds

For someone just to love me, please someone just love me.

I may not be pretty, but I really need some loving.

Sitting under an autumn tree with my guitar strumming

Hoping the wind will blow my thoughts away

Footsteps walking, I see your face

My heart starts fluttering

 

Introductions start and you compliment my playing

Pleasures of meeting each other

You say life just got better and better

Red cheeks start to burn as I realize what you’re saying

You find I have a hard knock life and your brow is creasing

I look down ashamed and feeling guilty

You grab my chin, and say sadly,

“No one should treat you that way, darling”

Walking in the fields after you have gone, my heart is fluttering

I blow a wish on the dandelion seeds

Hoping you’re the answer to my need

For someone to keep me from running.

 

Walking into school with an achy heart, watching the girls that I can’t compete

My face is down like it’s always down

I see you and you stop my frowning

Boy, you’ll never realize that you’re making me feel complete

Soon enough we’re meeting at the field

Walking through the dandelion seeds

You say “I used to wish on these”

I pick a seed and blow a silent wish, my smile concealed.

 

Walking in the fields with you on my mind

I blow a wish on a dandelion seed

Wishing that you stay here with me

Hoping love is finally mine.

 

First fights always start and end with a bang

Never expected you to have this kind of temper

And run off into the fields, needing an answer

I watch you drive off in your fancy mustang

 

Walking  alone is so much different than with you

The sun is going down and I’m wearing a frown

Please come back, my head is down.

Tears are sliding as I pick a wish for you

Wishing on those dandelion seeds doesn’t seem to work at all

The wind is drowning my tears away

Hoping that my heart will disappear before the next day

Suddenly you’re there to pick me up from my fall.

Blowing a wish on a dandelion seed

You pull me in and squeeze me tightly

You kept me from running when I needed you most

Love is finally mine when you kiss me.

Second poem:  

 Wind In My Heart

Every day under the great willow tree

I sit with my hair blowing around

Hoping my dear friend will remove the thoughts I do not need.

As I listen to her beautiful sound.

She sings and whistles through the leaves,

Assists the elegant birds through the sky,

She lifts away my grieves,

So I may wave goodbye.

Whistling courage,

Ceasing worries,

Singing me out of bondage,

She gives me peace when I need it greatly.

Blowing my wishes on the dandelion seeds,

She brings them to the higher heavens

Listening to my cries of need,

Advising me in my actions.

When tears are streaking,

She dries them gently,

When breathing hurts,

She soothes my bearings.

A lonely day without her love

Leads to shaky hands and trembling breaths

The clouds are not moving above,

My thoughts are not bowing down to death.

Greeting my beloved companion each day

Helps me through my lone and grief.

She greets with open arms that sway,

Her grasp is strong, yet gentle as a leaf.

Should she ever depart,

My mind would surely be scarred.

She is a piece of my heart,

For Wind is my love and my guard.

Hope you guys enjoyed these!!! 

Talk to you soon!
Meg

First Post

Well, hello.  This is my first post on a public blog.  Pretty exciting, huh?  :)

Well, let me describe a little about this blog.  I'll be posting every once in a while.  Mostly just posting my writing, if I ever learn songs fast enough on the piano, then I'll post a recording of those as well.  That's pretty much it.  I'm kind of a private person, but I do want to let people read my writings.  :)


I hope whoever reads this enjoys this blog! 

Very first poem for the big blog debute...

Today, we work.
Tomorrow, we rest.
Today, we shirk.
Tomorrow, we dress our Sunday best.

Today, we play.
Tomorrow, we learn.
Today was a beautiful day.
Tomorrow might burn.

Today, we went all about.
Tomorrow, only one place.
Today saw faces of doubt.
Tomorrow brings familiar faces.

Today, we bought many things.
Tomorrow, we won't.
Today, we know what tomorrow brings.
Tomorrow, we find things we don't.

Today, we think we know.
Tomorrow, we learn we're wrong.
Today was a gift that will grow.
Tomorrow we sing praise in song.

Today we all laughed and smiled.
Tomorrow, who knows?
Today we think is wild.
Tomorrow, we'll start a future that will grow.   

Hope you enjoy this, and I'll post again sometime real soon.  Talk to you later!

Songbird