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No Regrets.

It’s 5am. The birds are singing morning melodies outside my window. The night is aging and the stars are slowly losing their dark mystery to the morning haze. My mind is at ease and my thoughts are collected and calm. Unusual for me after being at such an amazing party (Bear Bash!) But instead of drowsiness, worry, anxiety, or the countless list of “things Anna MUST do” running through my head, I am filled with peace and a sense of security. Sure, my future is uncertain and a giant leap from my former way of life, and yes, in only two and a half months I will be driving to California, my new home. However, I have no fear. No worries. And strangely? No regrets. I look back on my high school years fondly, with warm memories and even failures that have aided me to be stronger.  If you knew my back story and the things I went through, you might ask “How can you look back and feel so… good?” The truth of the matter is, I think I’ve realized something very important about life. Through these four years if teenage drama, massive piles of homework, hectic schedules, and personal tragedies, I’ve learned that every bad situation is not the end of the world. Every time it seems like I had fallen too far to get back up,  God proved me wrong. He reached out His hand and said, “Let me help you with that.” I look back with a smile on my face. With warmth in my heart. I hit a lot of bumps in the road and accumulated a few bruises, but for every bump, there is joy, for every bruise, there is healing and love. High school has taught me to be my own person, and not to define myself by who hated me or who enjoyed my company. Rather, it taught me to define myself by God and His unending love. High school was a time for everyone to figure out who they were, and that journey continues into college, the work force, or the armed forces. Our lives are all connected and everyone has a story. Everyone has something you don’t know about them. And everyone is on similar journey’s. No, we don’t lead the same lives, but we all struggle, we all hurt, we all dream, and we all love. We aren’t as different as we would like to think.

Despite the many bumps I hit, I don’t regret a single one. Because each bump has a story. Each bruise has a lesson behind it. And if it were not for those specific lessons and stories, my life would not be the same. I would not be on the path I am today. God has a plan for each and every one of us. He isn’t some kid sitting on an anthill holding a magnifying glass (I love that movie…) Rather, He uses those bad situations for good, and He uses them to mold us into people of strong character, integrity, charity, and people of God’s love. God is a huge part of who I am and of my life experience thus far. He has shown me my errors, corrected my perceptions, and taught me how to love. My patience with people has grown exponentially, and my love for myself and for God’s Creations has followed suite.

Although this chapter of my life is over, a new one has begun. I plan to take the lessons I learned in high school and apply them to my future goals. I dream, I imagine, I create. I strive to succeed, and strive to live every day like it could be the last I’ll ever have. One very important lesson I learned from high school is that you never know when another curveball might come. You never really know when your life could be turned upside-down. So instead of defining yourself by what you do (sports, music, activities, academics), define yourself by who you are (loving, kind, generous, strong, honest, etc.) Don’t waste your time trying to be somebody else or please someone else. Don’t try so hard to “fit in” if the mold you are attempting to fill will harm you and compromise who you are as a person. Look ahead to the future, but don’t wish your life away waiting for the next step on the “ladder to success”. Live in the moment, and make every second count. Living in the moment does not mean try to party and live recklessly, but it means to live your life fully. To fulfill yourself and others. To love, to laugh, to learn. To truly live. Pour into others. Create long-lasting, strong relationships built on firm ties that are not shrouded in lies, petty envy or deceit.  It is NEVER too late to mend a broken relationship, or to apologize for a wrong that happened years ago. It is never too late to forgive or be forgiven. It is never too late to love those who did not treat you well. And it is NEVER too late to say yes or no.

Life is a journey. Take it one step at a time. Keep your goals in mind, but remember that today only happens once. Strive to live your life to the fullest. Remember to live, laugh, and love. But most of all, keep positive and try to live life with no regrets.

Signing out, listening to the bird sing me to sleep,

I am yours truly,

Anna

who are you again?

yeah… it’s been a while, i know. at the urging of the bossman, i have decided to explain why i haven’t been posting at all for a while.

Junior Term paper.

it’s hell. it’s not as bad as everybody makes it seem, but it is very time-comsuming. when i’m not researching my term paper(on depression), i’m giving friends a ride to wherever they wanna go, working(someone quit so i get more hours… yay?), shopping for a prom dress(i am going with bossman), or attempting to relax. what do i do for fun? drive around listening to my ipod, which is in desperate need of some new tunes. i saw brian regan with my family last weekend, and he said “an ipod is a wonderful device. it turns all the songs you love, into songs you never want to hear again.” which is generally true. i spend most of the time on my ipod pushing the next button. luckily, lady gaga’s new album comes out soon, and panic at the disco’s new album is coming out next month. yaaaaaaaaaaaay. both have released singles, and i gotta say i prefer P!atd’s “the ballad of mona lisa” to lady G’s “born this way”. i just have to point out one thing… if you are transgender, (nothing wrong with it) you weren’t born that way. that’s the whole point of being transgender. plot flaw in the new one there.

in other news… last payday, i made $149. it was almost completely gone that night. i went to walmart, cashed my check, got some things i’ve been wanting to try, (some new mascara, new soap for my bathroom, mt dew whiteout, 17 magazine, toothpaste, stride SPARK, and some grapes) you know. the good stuff. then i had to go to my dad’s house and babysit my little brother while he went to a meeting so i stopped by QDoba to get some quick dinner before then. i was in a hurry. this is already bad. i grabbed my wallet only out of my purse, left my keys on the seat, and proceded to realize i locked my keys purse AND cell phone in my car. awesome. so i figured i would just go in anyway and at least get something to eat while i figured out how to get my keys. i saw three people i kind of knew and didn’t want to talk to when i walked in, and just when i thought i’d have to ask one of them to use a phone, i saw my friend ashlee in the corner with her dad. she let me use her droid to get the number of the guy who always unlocks my car for me (for $40) and he did that and i went on my merry way. that’s half my paycheck spent. halfway home, *ding* my gas light comes on. sweet. spent another $30 on a half tank of gas. then i went home for about an hour and watched tv with my little brother, and then i picked up kalani from work. molly from her boyfriends, and ashlee from her house and we all went to noodle bowl express to just hang out. i spent another $13 dollars on food for my little brother and i. then i spent $20 dollars at hasting’s on a new lanyard, a coheed and cambria bracelet, and a car charger for my ipod. then i took everyone home and slept like a baby. not really. i suck at sleeping lately. so i spent $133 dollars before 24 hours had passed. i spent the rest the next day hanging out with joshua at grains of montana and paciugo. did you know they make violet flavored gelato? twas good.

i hope i get better about posting more. sorry this is way unorganized.

thanks for reading.

love, kelci

POV Teen and Winter Weeks.

The beginning of my week has revolved around the first rehearsal of POV Teen. After finals, and a rousing weekend it was ever so lovely to start off my Monday with a table session of sharing scenes with my fellow artists.

The project POV Teen is something that gives highschoolers an opportunity to write, direct, cast, and act in a collaboration of scenes that create POV Teen.  I am in love with this project. I love working with my peers and writing with them. I love being the characters I am given, and finding the places to go with them.

Not only is this collaboration a lovely artistic project, but when I did it last year, I grew so much. I loved so much more and I was opened immensely. It is a beautiful, real, organic, and mystical process that cannot be matched.

In other news, I am so thankful finals is over. I was not concerned about any of my classes except for Physics, and that ended up working out OK. I’m pleased with how the week ended up, despite the initial stress.

College admissions letters are looming. Presently I have received acceptance from:

  • Western Washington University
  • University of Portland
  • University of Montana
  • Montana State University-Bozeman

I’m waiting to hear back from

  • Whitworth University
  • University of Puget Sound
  • Pacific Lutheran University
  • Seattle University
  • Lewis and Clark College
  • University of British Columbia

So I am a bit on edge about things. But things will turn out how they turn out. Either way, next year I will be going to college, going away from Billings, and enjoying life. That is so exciting to me.

Aside from that, life is pretty ok. I am finishing up my speech season (I am presently blogging from a hotel in Glendive) and am enjoying school and POV. Life is treating me kindly in most aspects.

So for now 2011, there’s not a lot of conflict in this new semester, just a lot of love, whether it be recognized or not. However, I must depart.

With all the love in the world,

Molly Brown

Senior year – oh boy, here we go.

Hello blog readers! Before I start on my philosophical journey about senior year and all its wonders thus far, I think it only fair to introduce myself. Just so you know what you are getting into. Buckle your seat-belts kids!

Some Anna info:

Age:17
Year: Senior
School: Billings West
Hobbies/Interests: Music [singing, piano, guitar, flute, harmonica, composition], Art [drawing, sketching, painting, pastels, etc.], Photography, Writing [duh…], Jewelry making, Reading, and going outside to do random crazy things. Like camping and hiking haha.
Activities: Speech and Debate, Worship team at Faith Chapel, co-president of the West High Meistersingers with Tasha Zoani, perhaps some intramural sports in the future? When they come along. Hopefully participating in plays and musical, and adding a dash of outside lessons and adventures. Possibly joining Ecology club too…
Current Job: City Brew Coffee on King avenue and 24th St. W

Alright then, enough about Anna, let’s move on to the topic I have in mind: senior year. It is the year that everyone looks forward to. The year that you get to be the top dog in high school. The year that signifies the end of your high school career. Some rejoice, others groan.

This year is supposed to be the year that we make yet another huge choice in our lives: Where will we go next? Is it to college? If so, which one? What will you major in? If not, what do you plan on doing instead? Where will you live? What job will you get? So many decisions thrust upon such young individuals. It is rather intimidating if you think about it. But it can also be liberating. You get more responsibility, but you also get more freedom. You get to pay your own rent and make your own food, but you also get to decide where to go, when to go, and what you want to do.  Senior year is supposed to prepare all of us wayward teens for this reality.

My hope for this coming year is that I and all of the seniors attending high school in Billings, MT come out of this year with the confidence that they can proceed to the next step, whatever it may be. Perhaps this hope and dream will become a reality, perhaps not. Either way, I plan to make this year count. I don’t want to be stuck doing the same old thing that I did last year. I want this year to be vibrant, exciting, fun-filled, and a sprinkled with a little adventure. I have words of encouragement for all of you who will graduate and throw your hat this spring of 2011:

Do not let this year be just any other year. Make this year YOUR year. Have fun, work hard, and don’t forget to make your life count. Though we are young, we can make movements to change the world we live in. We just have to believe it! (:

Yours truly,
Anna Elizabeth

P.S. Sorry it is so short. I promise I will write more and in better detail with better organization in the future…. d:

Area Teen Shops for School Supplies Solo

BILLINGS, MONTANA– According to sources from three different stores, a local teenager purchased school supplies alone today.

“He just walked in here, grabbed a notebook, some binders, a few pencils, and some other crap and left,” said Wal*Mart greeter, Edith Shruuden. “He must have no life or something.”

In addition to a notebook, some binders, and a few pencils, the adolescent was rumored to have purchased eco-friendly Sticky Notes, a wooden ruler, and copy paper. Local Target store shopper Fred Huffman believed that the seemingly innocent school supplies were being used for a more sinister purpose.

OMG HE WAS LIKE WHOA

Fred Huffman, 42, believed the area teen had different motives for purchasing earth-friendly school supplies.

“Eco-friendly Sticky Notes and a wooden ruler? This guy is clearly an eco-terrorist. Nobody buys earth friendly products,” said a concerned Huffman on Saturday night.

The area teenager stopped at Target, Wal*Mart, and Barnes and Noble. He purchased multiple items at Target and Wal*Mart, but only purchased one sketchbook at B&N.

“Yeah, that kid was weird. He awkwardly walked into the store, looked at the Moleskine notebooks for a bit, and then settled for a cheaper brand,” noted a Barnes and Noble cashier, who asked that his name remained anonymous. “He was pretty clumsy too. He dropped a nickel when I gave him his change.”

After purchasing all of his academic utensils, the area teenager went home and spent the rest of the night watching Saturday Night Live and checking Facebook like a total loser.

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– Will

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