I am From
I am from a family of five
I am from chores and jobs
I am from temptations and regrets
I am from fear of achieving greatness
I am from strenuous work that gets me no where
I am from perspiration and tears
I am from argument and lost
I am from perseverance and drive
I am from heart and strive
I am from choices and decisions
I am from life choices that matter
I am from screaming inside
I am from breaking out in dance at random times
I am from letting the music point me in the direction I want to go
I am from lies and defeat
I am from the brightness of day
I am from rolling, laughing all day
I am from people judging me every second, every moment
I am from letting myself down everyday
I am from standing up for myself in each and every play
I am from having self confidence here, there, and everywhere
I am from thoughts, prayers in the sand
I am from wandering to and from with no where to go
I am from price to pay for being accepted
I am from being in that place that makes me blue
I am from being me not accepted by you.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Mixed cd poem
It’s only life, this long neverending journey
To get what I always wanted
But in not such a hurry
I have wandered far and wide
For something real
Something to strive for
Finding a New Way
To do your thing
In my name
To win personal gain
Stepping closer to my dreams
Slowly but surely
People knocking me down
My head saying, Keep it positive
Out of Control, Losing my mind
You don’t really hear what I sayYelling
Screaming
Over and over again
I gotta get through this
Signs all around me
Giving me clues, for what I want to do
Nothing is impossible
Don’t stop
Letting go of my fears
For they are weighing me down
I’m changing wether I want to or not
I can’t stop it now
I’m already striving for the top
Losing Control aint no thing
When I get in that swing
Believing in myself is where my head is now
For that I am floating on a cloud
Looking back on my journey of my life
I realized I found my love, to dance till I can’t no more
Which will be the best gift of all.
Knowing all this will not make me small.
To get what I always wanted
But in not such a hurry
I have wandered far and wide
For something real
Something to strive for
Finding a New Way
To do your thing
In my name
To win personal gain
Stepping closer to my dreams
Slowly but surely
People knocking me down
My head saying, Keep it positive
Out of Control, Losing my mind
You don’t really hear what I sayYelling
Screaming
Over and over again
I gotta get through this
Signs all around me
Giving me clues, for what I want to do
Nothing is impossible
Don’t stop
Letting go of my fears
For they are weighing me down
I’m changing wether I want to or not
I can’t stop it now
I’m already striving for the top
Losing Control aint no thing
When I get in that swing
Believing in myself is where my head is now
For that I am floating on a cloud
Looking back on my journey of my life
I realized I found my love, to dance till I can’t no more
Which will be the best gift of all.
Knowing all this will not make me small.
Mixed Cd Story
Movin On Up


Hard of breath, I run to my dance bag after dancing during my rehearsal. I plop down and start doing my homework when a song that catches my attention turns on. I look up and see the older advanced dancers doing their piece. They are moving to Vanessa Carleton’s “Wanted”, and I become totally mesmerized. I forget about everything surrounding me and only see them and myself in the room. I listen to the lyrics as I watch their movement, and they have an existing relationship. I get so inspired by this piece, that after seeing it I realized what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to make someone feel the same way I felt at that very moment when they watched me dance. I’ve been working hard at that goal ever since. Actually, the choreographer of that special routine happens to be the teacher who believes in me the most and will do anything to help me reach my dreams. Because of her guidance I believe I actually have a foot in the door in the competitive world of professional dancing. Whenever this song comes on while I’m listening to my iPod or the radio, I look back on that special memory that changed the direction of my life forever.


Hard of breath, I run to my dance bag after dancing during my rehearsal. I plop down and start doing my homework when a song that catches my attention turns on. I look up and see the older advanced dancers doing their piece. They are moving to Vanessa Carleton’s “Wanted”, and I become totally mesmerized. I forget about everything surrounding me and only see them and myself in the room. I listen to the lyrics as I watch their movement, and they have an existing relationship. I get so inspired by this piece, that after seeing it I realized what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to make someone feel the same way I felt at that very moment when they watched me dance. I’ve been working hard at that goal ever since. Actually, the choreographer of that special routine happens to be the teacher who believes in me the most and will do anything to help me reach my dreams. Because of her guidance I believe I actually have a foot in the door in the competitive world of professional dancing. Whenever this song comes on while I’m listening to my iPod or the radio, I look back on that special memory that changed the direction of my life forever.
My Impression Now: John Sellers
In this personal narrative, we learn yet again the importance music has over someone's life. The author realizes, after looking at his playcount, a lot about himself. What he liked or disliked, what he'd played recently or not, etc. By looking back at his playlist he was able to think why certain songs meant so much to him and why others didnt. He also realizes that classifying music is well and good, but that its also based on by opinion.
Play: Olive Panter
In this story, the author Olive Panter, shows her readers just how much she lives, eats, and breathes music. Music makes her feel better, and she makes us realize that great music can change our lives for the better. She loves it so much she's even in the music business now following her dream and thats enough for her.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Memory and Imagination
In Patricia Hampl's writing: Memory and Imagination, she reflects on an incident that happened when she was seven years old. She tells the event how she remembers it from her memory. Wierdly enough, there were many lies told in that story that she became aware of after reading it back to herself. After this, she talks about where memory comes from and how we store it. She also explores the relationship between the images she remembered and her actual memory. "The past is radiant. It sheds the light of lived life.
What I've learned:
This writing taught me if you want to tell a story through a movie, writing, or anything else, it should be accurate, and true to your memory of your life.
What I've learned:
This writing taught me if you want to tell a story through a movie, writing, or anything else, it should be accurate, and true to your memory of your life.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Still Shots From Our Film

The four best friends: Tibby, Lena, Carmen, and Bridget, discuss their plans for the summer and how they will pass around the pants.

Lena finds love with a greek boy, Kostos.

Tibby visits her new friend Bailey in the hospital.

Bridget falls for Eric, her gorgeous soccer coach, but later she finds out she wanted something she wasnt ready for.

Lena gets in an argument with her new step-mom to-be because she doesnt have the body that the pre-made dress was made to fit.

The ending to our mini film!
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
