I havent been on here in forever.

Is it bad to fall for some one you met online? Cause I think I did. Omegle.com. You talk to random strangers. I met some really lovely people there. But one of them really stood out. One conversation was really great. I didnt want it to end, and he didnt either. So after an hour of conversation we added each other on Msn to keep in touch. I talked to him non stop all day. His name is Elo. Which is adorable. He wants to travel just as much as I do. He is a little older than me, but whatever. The only problem is he lives in the Netherlands. He said he wants to live in New York. Its his dream. I dont see why any one would want to live here though. I hate it.

I also met someone named Cameron. He is super adorable. He lives in Washington. He is really sick. He has mono. Besides Elo, he is the only one with my Msn. I only gave it out to the super awsome people.

I really miss this. Sometime soon I am planning on making a new xanga. This one brings back to many memories. Tumblr is amazing but its just not the same.

I have been making a lot of changes lately. I am actually giving happy an effort. The monsters are finally packing their bags and I feel a little better. The best thing I ever did was ask for help.

I needed different so I died my hair. I did red last time but it didnt work to well being that my hair is dark. So the best I could without going blonde was black. I like it. Everyone has something else to say about it. I have people who love it, people who hate it, and people who think it looks emo. But I like it and thats what matters.

My whole family is mad at me. Every one always seems to be mad at me for one reason or another in this house. I cant wait to be 18. I swear, August 9 2012 im gone. I hate having them make desicions for me.

I mean you could have been born a single cell organism on the planet Zortex. In fact, given the odds, it’s probably more likely, but you weren’t. You were born a human being. And not just any human being in the history of human beings, but a human being that gets to be alive today. That gets to listen to all kinds of music, that gets to eat food from every culture, that gets to download porn off the internet. So really, you have everything to live for.
-Charlie Bartlett

My goals for 2009
1. Meet at least 300 new people.
2. Become a better person.
3. Be happier.
4. Be healthier.
5. Create myself.
6. Fall in love.

grby:

A man stood inside a Metro station in Washington, D.C. and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Many minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the bucket and without stopping continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32 mostly in coins. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

The violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most celebrated musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written on a violin worth 3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the D.C. Metro, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and with tickets averaging $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell incognito concert in the D.C. Metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the lessons from this experience is:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the most accomplished musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?