Sunday, February 08, 2004

cold, cold, oh the cold

We are only in the middle of the winter season and I'm sick of it already. I would not have minded the cold (since, if you know me --would agree that I LOVE the cold) but if I'm sick of top of it, then I hate it. I don't like being sick with the cold because of the cold. Argh! Oh well. What can you do?

As an update from my last post. A never called me back but rather received a lame text message a day and a half later apologizing. I haven't heard from her since. I wonder what I would do when I see her next. I'm at the point that I could care less but still care at the same time. I'm in the ambivalent stage I guess. I still have to figure out what I want to do with this situation. I have been thinking about friendships and the pain it sometimes brings. Should forgiveness be give out? I guess I'm not one to not forgive. Sooner or later, I forgive everyone. Who am I to not forgive? God forgives, and so should we.

I went to a concert last night at St. Rose. It as great. I talked to one of the performers, Sarah Heart and asked her how she got into this business --performing. She said that it just happened. She layed out some tracks, sent it out, and wham. There it is. I guess when I'm ready I can do that too. But I know in my heart I'm not ready for any kind of performance. Sooner or later though I just need to jump the gun and do it. Like I said to a friend, there are no absolutes. No perfect moments. But a leap of faith that what you are doing is right and pray that it will turn alright. I haven't written a whole lot lately, poetry, songs, etc. But I'm confident, that one day I'll just write something wonderful. First I need to find my sound. I've been listening to various songs, and found that my taste is quite eclectic but not all at the same time. I like rhythm. Jazzy, ska-ish, with a dash of folk, rock, and blues. Plus a pinch of pop. All in one. Scary. For some reason though, what I've been writing all resemble ballads and has no rhythm to it. But I think that will come once I'm more confident in my guitar playing and the rhythm will come with the music.

Pray for me friends. Pray that I learn to defend myself, to be patient, to love, and to find the path that is meant for me.

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