My utmost moment of inspiration

In December i had the privelage of seeing Brooke Fraser play a show in San Fran. It was an amazing night. It rocked my world. She's so talented, but just watching her play her songs live brought a raw, organic feel to my perception of music. I was so inspired. Not in the 13-year-old "i wanna be a singer too" way. no, not a t'all. I dont know how to describe it other than telling you that, afterwards, I was dancing around in the middle of the streets, imagining how i would take on the world in my dreams, and how i would wake up the next morning and be a new person. A better person... because of that night. Oh, it was a good concert. I want to say it was life changing, but that would be too dramatic. I'll just say this: Brooke Fraser and her band of musicians are like Robin Hood and his merry band of sherwood. oh how i love them both.

Cheers!

A couple days ago i waved goodbye to my youth as it passed me by.... thats a really gross way of saying i turned 18. ha. But, i do feel like a heavy burden has been shoved on to my back, strapped on tight, never to leave: it must be responsibility. Yuck. But, at the same time, i shall warmly embrace independence. And since independence cannot really exist without responsibility, i plan to accept the package deal with a smile.

Meanwhile, I'm just trying to take in every minute of high school. It's speeding away, faster than a teenage girl can drive. I just want to enjoy it while it lasts.

And when its over, i'll move on to bigger, better, brighter, and more hopeful things =) Like following wherever in the world Jesus Christ leads me.

First stop, France.

Musical nights at Camp Bradley....

This Christmas break was pieced together by many precious moments with my family, especially my brother. He's so cool. I wanna be like him someday....

well not completely, but i do look up to him!