Stephanie Gonzalez

Part of Your World

2012-01-29T18:11:00.001+01:00

I think I am part mermaid. Actually, if you think about it, technically I AM half mermaid. Technically everybody is half mermaid/merman. All we are missing is the tail half.

This opening isn't as random as it seems.

Honest.

On Tuesday I sang the song "Part of Your World" from the Little Mermaid at a recital.

There's something about singing at recitals, something about facing the audience and communicating with them. It's different then playing the piano where you have your back to them. There's not that same connection.

I have also started swimming regularly at a gym. I've never particularly enjoyed swimming, mostly because I don't exactly enjoy being wet, but I'm really beginning to like it and to look forward to the days I get to go to the pool. It's so relaxing. Until you get out. Then it's like "woah, head rush" and "woah, my arm muscles burn". It's weird how you can't really feel pain when you're submereged in water until you get out. It's also weird how being submereged in water makes you so crazy thirsty.

Time

2011-12-20T16:57:00.004+01:00

This Christmas I have been given a gift. One that I wanted so very very much. I have been given time. and I am so happy.

The reason for this happiness is itself not so happy. My back problems are quite bad, and my piano teacher told me I need to take a break from practising until they begin to get better. For now I have to swim, do exercise and see a physiotherapist. I saw the physiotherapist yesterday and thankfully nothing too serious is wrong with me, I have muscular tension and the physiotherapist gave me a massage and bent me this way and that and pulled on my legs...it was definitely an odd experience...but anyway, he also put a large band-aid on my shoulder to stretch my muscles which I had people at school sign. I've always secretly wanted an injury that would involve a cast and signing. My band-aid is not from an injury and is not a cast, however, that does not matter. It is still sign-worthy.

because I say so.

I am so happy to be released from practising the piano...two to three hours a day is a long amount of time. It always means my whole morning, 11-2pm or afternoon, 5-8pm is taken up and with schoolwork and homework little time is left for anything else. I finally have time to really relax and to spend time with people, read, bake, cook, go to youth group, watch movies and thousands of other things I never have time for. and I am so happy. so very happy. I could maybe burst.

but that'd be gross.

I miss playing the piano a little. My days feel empty without it. I'm not used to having so much free-time. I had to play for the first time in a few days for my chamber music class yesterday, and I enjoyed playing (!) something that hasn't happened for a while. I need to find a new, fresh approach to practising when I start again.

Why am I doing this?

2011-12-10T13:23:00.002+01:00

Why am I doing this is the question that has been constantly running through my mind this week. Every time I practice the piano, every time I'm at a piano lesson, every time I even think about music. Why am I doing this?

Why am I doing this?

I don't consider myself a musical person. My feelings don't magically become expressed when I sit down and play a song. I DON'T enjoy performing one little bit. I DON'T enjoy practicing. Every time I play the piano I feel like I am in a cage. TRAPPED. Trapped in my body that HURTS from years of not using my body correctly when I play the piano, because I DON'T KNOW how. I have told every teacher how much it HURTS when I play, how many back pains I get because I am so tense when I play. They try to explain how to be relaxed while I play, how to play loudly without using so much physical strength and using mental strength instead. but I just don't get it. and I'm scared, cause this isn't getting any better. and it's not going to get any better and who knows how much damage I've already done to myself. It's a serious thing...I can handle pain but I can't handle knowing that I've down unrepairable damage to myself that could end in a number of even more serious problems down the road. I HATE that I am beginning to associate music with pain. It hurts when I play, it hurts when I sing.

Why am I doing this? What's the point to this? I don't enjoy this, I'm pain. Give up won't you, Steph?

But who would I be if I didn't play the piano?

It's such a ginormous part of who I am. "Do you know who Stephanie Gonzalez is?" "Ohhh, the girl who plays the piano, right?".

But see here's the thing. Who I am doesn't depend on what I do or don't do. My identity is in who I BELONG to. I belong to the KING. The CREATER. To GOD, my heavenly father. That's the only way I can find who I am, what I was made for. I don't know if God made me to play the piano or not, if that's my purpose in life. but I do know that if I look for my identity in Him, rather than in a row of ivories, I will find it. and I think there IS a reason for why I have spent hours and hours every week practising the piano even though I feel so broken right now and so ready to throw up my hands and say I never want to play again.

There's another reason, too. Every time I'm angry and frustrated because I can't seem to push past this wall that I'm stuck behind right now, music starts flowing from my heart. and it sounds exactly like what's in my soul that I can't explain any other way. I can't seem to express myself in music written by other people, but I can when I am composing. and I think maybe, just maybe that's why, that's why I am doing this.

Fish Fiasco

2011-08-03T18:23:00.011+01:00

I have never had much luck with goldfish.

When I was about 11 years old we had a fish tank in our living room. However, for some reason the fish inside kept dying. We had one fish that mysteriously begun swimming upside down one day. Confused, we inquired the vet about it who informed us that it had a bladder disease. He told us that he could operate on it but that pretty much there'd be no point in doing that so poor goldy suffered until it died.

Another one of our fish was suicidal. It jumped out of the fish tank in the middle of the night and we found it dead on the floor the next day.

But that was a long time ago, right? A couple of weeks ago I was inspired to buy a fish tank by the Sea Foam Cavern girls who had a gorgeous tank in their bedroom. I was sure that the same disasters wouldn't occur again. Yesterday, I bought a tank, pretty blue pebbles and two fish. My mum and a friend helped me set it up and get Dory and Coral settled in their new home. I adore the way the tank looks in my bedroom. It adds so much to it!

*One of the reasons I most wanted to get fish was because very occasionally the Sea Foam Cavern tank's light would be left on at night and I would watch them swim around. It's very relaxing. So I planned to leave my tank light on every night to help me fall asleep (I've always had trouble sleeping) that is until I realised just yesterday evening that fish need to sleep and hence need darkness. Ka-doink.

Last night I admired my tank before going to sleep. This morning I woke up to this:
(the top one is Coral, the bottom one is Dory)

I'm so sad. Why did they have to die so soon?

My friend helped me to fish (hahaha) them out of the tank and bury them.

The graveyard:

Even though you were only in my life for a short time, Dory and Coral, you will both be greatly missed.

I was a pessimistic 5 year old

2011-08-01T13:36:00.003+01:00

A couple of days ago I sifted through some memories. I chuckled when I found this poem I wrote when I was 5, a few days before my mother went on vacation to Holland.

She went to Holland
She went to Spain
She went to Holland
and we never saw her again.

Fast forwarding a few years to my "rebelious" years. Yes. Sweet Stephanie who does nothing but practice the piano did indeed go through this phase. Here's a picture to prove it.

When I was 11 years old I wanted to be a rock star. I also wanted to die my hair black and have bangs that covered my left eye. I thought I was extremely hard-core but really the worst thing I ever did while I was a rebel was sing along to the song "Ka-Ching" by Shania Twain (a song about money with the lyrics "all we ever want is more, a lot more than we had before"...for some reason I would feel incredibly cool while singing it).

Thankfully, this phase did not last long.

To the Mall!

2011-07-30T19:43:00.000+01:00

This past year I started taking singing lessons for the first time in my life. Not because I had any interest in pursuing a career in singing or anything but because I wanted to learn how to project my voice. I have never been a loud person and my friends would always laugh at even my best attemps at yelling (which was approximately the same volume as their average speaking voice). However, at the end of the year and after much helpful coaching from my teacher, my goal was reached and I was capable of making a loud sound!

Halfway through my year of voice lessons my teacher informed me that he wanted me to participate in the end of the year competition at school. I was mortified to the point in which I strategically tried to plan an important event (one that I "couldn't possibly miss") on that same day. Sadly, I couldn't come up with anything. But resue was on its way! Yes! My piano recital at my conservatory was indeed at the same time as the competition. I was estatic.

For a week.

My next piano lesson at my conservatory brought me the news that the schedules had been changed and my piano recital was actually not until the day after. I was terrified. Having little faith that my voice, although now loud, was at all pleasant to listen to, I had visions of me singing in front of the whole student body while they all cringed and discreetly covered their ears (You know. You've done it before. When you "lean on" your hand to cover one ear and drape hair over your other ear to protect them from the offensive clamor). I feared that embarassment would follow me for the rest of my life.

I decided to try my best anyway and believe it or not I actually started to look foward to the competition! I ended up enjoying the performance so much (even though I was incredibly nervous and my legs were shaking) that when I was done the first thought that popped into my head was "I want to do it again!"

Bella's Lullaby

2009-03-12T08:22:00.002+01:00

dog attack

2009-02-02T16:48:00.002+01:00

So I have decided to carry on writing this blog....I was going to start with a long deep post about my life and recent happenings but today as I was walking back from school something waaaaaaay more interesting happened:

Bye Sofia, bye Angel see you tomorow!" I say to my friends as they drive away. I calmly walk out of school thinking about all the boring homework waiting for me at home....then I hear shouts of Help me! Their attacking me! I look to where the voice is coming from and alas I see Tim Cannon surounded by two big and I mean BIG dogs. I don't know what to do....I walk down the street and see that Sofia's dad has stopped their car and are coming to the rescue. Out walk Sofia, Angel, Lucas, Candace, Cody and Mr Colmenares I join them as we run to save Tim from danger. Luckily he managed to make a hasty excape to the Mussers house. The dogs are no where to be seen *phew*. "Dude that was so freaky" said Tim, shaken. Of course the event was rather funny and seeing the humourous side we all burst into hysterical laughter. We proudly walk of thinking we have defeated the dogs (although we hadn't really done anything).
"Wouldn't it be funny if we turn back and see the dogs running towards us" said Cody casually. Haha that would be funny we all say. We turn back and we don't believe our eyes, behind us are the two dogs with rabies chasing us quickly.
"Quick run into the van!!!" shouted Angel.
We all run for our lives and push our way into the van... people are kicking and screaming...and I'm pretty sure I almost sat on someone....but somehow we are all safe inside. Still finding the situation hilarious we are laughingand we drive Tim home. Angel, who had discovered earlier at school that a taco bell was coming to madrid, suddenly exclaimed "Taco Bell is coming!!!" we all stare at her....
"We were just talking about man eating dogs and you remind us that taco bell is coming?" said Candace.
So yeah....we almost all got killed but it was so funny!

Bug Attack

2007-04-03T17:38:00.000+01:00

My mum looks at the dishwasher screams and faints! There inside is an army of ugly bugs. Shocked I look and rush to the computer to Blog. Ok... so it didn't really happen like that but close enough. It's gross to have bugs living in your dishwasher. Also the other day we had a packet of open pastry's and when I was just about to eat one I see "chocolate sprinkles" on our pastrys and being sure that the day before there weren't any sprinkles I look again a see that they are moving chocolate sprinkles called ants... Any way. The conference that we went to was great, I had lots of fun meeting the other kids there, also there was a pool table which we had a LOT of fun with, by the end of the weekend we were all pretty good at it. Lately we have been watching lots of films, including alot of clasics and musicals. I have a new favourite movie "Singing in the rain". On easter Sunday we are waking up at around six ( ! ) to watch the sunrise and to have breakfast with some friends from the American school. Well thats all friends. God Bless.

Stefi's new life and she likes it

2007-03-19T20:29:00.000+01:00

Sorry I have not written for so long but we have still no internet and I am am not always a very faithful blogger. Life is going good we spent last weekend in Malaga which was really lovely. I love the American youth group and have made 2 very good friends. This weekend we are going to a education conference and those two very good friends are coming with us (by the way their brother and sister and also have another brother who is Daniela's age) the whole family I can't wait. We are here at a library which in "Nueva" Alcala so there are hip-hoppers outside and all in all I do NOT like it here as it is kinda scary... Yesterday Daniela participated in a dance show but some of the dancing in that show was not pleasant to see (you know the sort, short dresses and wiggle wiggle). In the middle of the show these guys came in and started fighting (in the theartre) everyone joined in and puched around a bit until the policmen came and got in under control. I do not know how the fight started but rumour has it that it was one of the girls in the shows boyfriend who wasnt aloud in as he didn't have a ticket. Anyhow that was pretty scary too but Daniela's dance was nice, the ballet danecers put on Sleeping Beauty. Well thats about it. New up date I LOVE living in the country it is so calm and beautiful, hikes right outside your door what more could I want, no motorbikes nothing... but wind. Did i ever tell you I pretty much have phobia of wind... but I am now getting over it slowly but shorly. Well thats all... prayer requests internet, and friends for Daniela she seems to be quite lonely. What can I say but God has been faithful... and is helping me get over my many fears... I think this move has definatly brought me closer to him.

New Haircut

2007-03-05T20:18:00.000+01:00

What do you think? (Yeah I do look kind of strange in that pic, ohwell). News: 1. Me and daniela have been faithful goers to the American youth group and have gotten to know a family with 3 kids our age well... which is really cool 2. We have had 3 good friends of Daniela come to stay which was really fun. 3. We are going to Malaga on the 10nth to the 12th to short but nice anyway. 4. Tamara (you know the one that I ve mentioned in other posts) moved away. 5. We still have no internet so I'm at a library

Well thats basically all... but all's well thanks to our faithful provider and friend God

Happy Valentines

2007-02-15T12:56:00.000+01:00

Yesterday was the first day that we have celebrated Valentines Day, and I love it!! We spent the evening just as the family, we handed out cards saying what we appriciate about them, we had a heart-shape cake which was yummy (yum, yum) and we played a game of pictionary, in all a really great day.

That's the cake (after we had already taken a few wonderful morsels out of it)

We now also have a fridge which works fine, a real answer to prayer. The internet is on it's way. And... we are setteling in well. I have started to get to know Tamara (you know the one I mentioned in the last post) she's really sweet and helpful she always helps bring the food back to my house from the kitchen ( I know that doesn't sound like a big deal but when you have a big pot of soup and to plates and you can't be bothered to do 2 trips bvecause it's so cold well then its nice to have help). Here are a few before and after pics.

The living room (before)

The livingroom now

Me and Daniela's bedroom (before)

My mum pasting up the holes in our room (as when we got there the wall was a mess of hooks and holes ao we had to get them all out)

Moving is tiring work (even for the cat)

Me and Daniela's reading corner

Me and Daniela's beds

Sorry that I don't have more fotos of the house but I hope you get the main idea of the house. Well alls good and Happy Valentines Day (even though it was yesterday but ohwell)

Life is just chugging along...

2007-02-08T20:13:00.000+01:00

Just a short post to tell what is going on. This week my parents started English classes for the kids here and I am my mum’s “helper”. We have a projector which I have to help with and the tape player. The classes are going well, we do a class on Monday and again on Wednesdays, though we have 2 hours one for the older kids and one for the little kids, so when it’s all over we are quite tired. Please pray for the classes. I have made a new friend who is nice but, if you don’t mind me saying, rather lively… and she will be coming with me to the piano lessons as she wants to learn how to play the piano which will be cool. We are still without fridge and internet. Please could you pray about them. We do have a fridge but only the freezer works. I am now pretty much my normal enthusiastic piano freak self and I also only have a piano lesson every second Saturday which is defiantly good. Last week Saturday was a very long day, I was out for almost 8 hours, and I almost missed the bus as my mum’s alarm clock didn’t go of so I had to jump out of bed a fast as I could which wasn’t at all fun... but anyway. Today me and Daniela went to the American youth group which was “awesome” lol. They did a "Fear Factor" in which 10 kids (lukily not including me) had to do three tests. One was that they had to eat this really wierd food, then they had to put their heads in a bucket of freezing cold water and fish out ping-pong balls with their mouths and lasst of all they had to hang on to the monkey bars as long as they could, the winner won an ipod. Please keep us in your prayers. Well that’s pretty much all that’s going on, life is just chugging along…

Life with Remar

2007-02-01T19:22:00.000+01:00

Life here is going good, I’m finally getting used to the fact that we are not going home in a few weeks. On Saturday I started piano lessons again. The bad part is that I don’t have one single day that I can sleep in (help!) because I have to wake up on a Saturday at 8! So on Saturday I woke up early and got in the bus though everybody who went were aleast 5 years older than me, so you can imagine that I felt a bit strange. By the way the music school that I went to is a Remar music school some of the people from Remar go there. It took about 1 hour to get there as it is near Madrid centre. So every week I’m going to have a theory lesson for an hour and then 2 hours with a teacher who will help me prepare for the Conservatory. The piano lesson was good but a lot different than anything I’ve ever done as I have to learn everything in Spanish and I have to learn solfeo (as in do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, si).

I have made about 4 friends so far who are very nice. I do not see them very often as I am still very shy. Though they seem to want me as there friend which is good. On Thursday we went to the American youth group which was really fun! Everybody there were really friendly.

Something really amazing that happened, which I should have said before as it happened the day we moved, was that a Christian family had just moved from Washington state U.S.A to Spain without knowing where they were going to live so half an hour after they had gotten out of the airport they found out about our house. So they come over to look at it and decide to buy it. Isn’t God’s provision amazing! After half an hour of being in the country they found a house!

So far we haven’t been out to much but we did go to Ikea the other day to get stuff for me and Daniela’s bed room and we went to a church on Sunday. The community menu has been very interesting… we’ve been having chick peas for the past four days (which I do not like at all). We still have no internet so we are going to my dad’s office every week. We also still have a 18 degrees Celsius warm fridge! Well all in all it’s going well and Daniela and I now have wardrobes so we can finally after 3 weeks get our room sorted. Hopefully soon we will have internet so I can write on my blog more often…

Living with Remar

2007-01-30T19:02:00.000+01:00

Life here is going good, I’m finally getting used to the fact that we are not going home in a few weeks. On Saturday I started piano lessons again. The bad part is that I don’t have one single day that I can sleep in (help!) because I have to wake up on a Saturday at 8! So on Saturday I woke up early and got in the bus though everybody who went were aleast 5 years older than me, so you can imagine that I felt a bit strange. By the way the music school that I went to is a Remar music school some of the people from Remar go there. It took about 1 hour to get there as it is near Madrid centre. So every week I’m going to have a theory lesson for an hour and then 2 hours with a teacher who will help me prepare for the Conservatory. The piano lesson was good but a lot different than anything I’ve ever done as I have to learn everything in Spanish and I have to learn solfeo (as in do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, si).

I have made about 4 friends so far who are very nice. I do not see them very often as I am still very shy. Though they seem to want me as there friend which is good. On Thursday we went to the American youth group which was really fun! Everybody there were really friendly.

Something really amazing that happened, which I should have said before as it happened the day we moved, was that a Christian family had just moved from Washington state U.S.A to Spain without knowing where they were going to live so half an hour after they had gotten out of the airport they found out about our house. So they come over to look at it and decide to buy it. Isn’t God’s provision amazing! After half an hour of being in the country they found a house!

So far we haven’t been out to much but we did go to Ikea the other day to get stuff for me and Daniela’s bed room and we went to a church on Sunday. The community menu has been very interesting… we’ve been having chick peas for the past four days (which I do not like at all). We still have no internet so we are going to my dad’s office every week. We also still have a 18 degrees Celsius warm fridge! Well all in all it’s going well and Daniela and I now have wardrobes so we can finally after 3 weeks get our room sorted. Please pray that I will overcome my shyness and for my piano lessons that I will still stay a keen pianist even though the work is a lot harder. Hopefully soon we will have internet so I can write on my blog more often…

So far, so good

2007-01-19T19:16:00.000+01:00

I can’t believe it’s only been a week since we left home… it feels like we’ve been here for months! I was really sad about leaving home and my friends there and I wasn’t particularly keen on coming here either. The first night here we stayed at the Ywam base. The next day we headed of to what will be our new house. When we got here we started to look round the house as one normally does. First there is the living room which is quite small, now painted a light yellow which looks quite pretty. Then straight ahead is the door to the kitchen which is rather big and has about 5 different shades of wood in side it. Even the door frame and the door have different shades of wood for example the door is pine and the door frame is a reddish brownie colour. Back in the living room to the left there is a little arch and straight ahead is my parent’s room which is big and now painted a peachy colour. Then you back out of their room and to the right is MY room! O.k. so it’s not my own room because I have to share with Daniela. Our bedroom is big in an L shape. It’s now painted red and white (one wall red, one wall white and so on) it’s still a bit of a sea of boxes as we still have a lot of stuff to unpack and we have no wardrobe’s. We are now quite settled in the house and I like it quite a lot, we get sun on the house from about 10:00 till the sun goes down so it’s nice and light. Living in community also takes quite a lot of getting used to! Everyday they make lunch and today it looks like cabbage and some strange meat is on the menu… they also make dinner everyday except from the weekends. There is also a basement full of food so everyone here just goes and picks what they want to eat and takes it, which is cool except that most of the food is at least a month out of date (some stuff is even a year old). On Monday we discovered an Evangelical Christian American school which has a youth group, defiantly an answer to prayer. God has really answered most of my prayers. On Wednesday I met one of the girls in the community called Ani who’s 11. Yesterday while I played badminton with her (we, yes as in the Gonzalez family, have been playing badminton a lot here as we can play right outside our door) I met some of the other girls who live here. So I now know about 4 of the girls here. There also some things that we need praying for we have a fridge but only the freezer works so we kind of need a new one, the dishwasher doesn’t work here so we’ve been doing our own dishes everyday, the internet server here in Remar broke down the day after we got internet so I am writing all this at a cyber café and I also need a piano teacher. Well all in all I like it here quite a bit although I miss home lots and all the people but God has been a great God and has definatly helped me when I thought I couldn’t bear it any longer.

D-Day coming soon

2007-01-08T20:15:00.000+01:00

Just thought I should post as I've not posted for ages... *smiles innocently*. We've been quite busy for the past few weeks with Christmas, New Years, goodbye's and mostly PACKING! We had a very pleasant Christmas, although my Christmas Eve I was kinda stressed about the move and all. Have you ever heard the story about a man that in a dream he saw two pairs of footprints on a beach then suddenly the was only one pair of footprints "God why did you leave me?" "I didn't that is when I picked you up and carried you on my shoulders". When ever I'm down I think of that, that God even though it does'nt feel like it when we think he is furthest that is when he is closest! On Saturday some people from the church organised a farewell party for us. It was really really special. On Wendesday we leave :'-(. My room is already quite empty, I'll try and put on some pics soon. I feel pretty sad about leaving but I know that God has good things in store. Well I'd better go, I'll probably post in Madrid soon, that sounds really wierd...

2006 today 2007 tomorow

2006-12-30T20:30:00.000+01:00

Mess

2006-12-16T21:24:00.000+01:00

I HATE mess, though it just so happens that I saw lots of it today as I was cleaning a shelf of my closet. Though now my closet is lovely and tidy *sigh of relief*. On Wednesday we went on a hike with some friends, one of my best friends Valerie, from New York that live in Morocco and another family. Valerie slept the night and we rented a movie Ice Princess. On Thusday Valerie slept over again and another friend slept over we had lots of fun. Well Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays...

Tis' the season to be jolly

2006-12-12T19:17:00.000+01:00

"Tis' the season to be jolly fala lala laa la lala la" It hasn't seemed to be "jolly" yet here, more like stressful. Today we went christmas shopping which was rather tiring. I bought some nice gifts and we we're in the middle of another store when it suddenly hit me that I spent more on something than I should of. On the box of the item that I bought it said in big numbers 14.90 and on the reciept it put 17.90. So I went back and complained and they told me to go back to the till that I had bought it. I went back and nobody took any notice of me so I went back and brought the lovely gift back. Then I went back in the store to buy it again. Back at the till the same thing happened. We had to wait for ages for this lady to come and sort it out but finally I got it for the right price *phew*. Now that all my christmas shopping is done maybe life will be more jolly. Anyway I love christmas though christmas shopping and christmas concerts can be a bit stressful at times which reminds me I'd better go practice for my concert. Have a jolly christmas!

Stuff...

2006-12-09T17:57:00.000+01:00

Stuff, stuff, stuff... I've collected so much of it in my life. I realised that while we we're cleaning my closet this morning (more like afternoon since I sleeped in till 12 today). Me and my mum pulled out so many things like old dressups, boxes filled with junk that I've forgotten about, you know how it is. There was also a box filled with soft toys. I remember a few years ago that just at the thought of throwing them away made me cry (I've always been an emotional kid). Though today lots went in the pile to give away. There was one dog that went with me everywhere I went, actually there were 2 of them, one was called Rufus that my mum gave to me after being in Holland. When I got him he was so soft and now he's lost all his fur because he also came in the bath with me sometimes. The other one was pinkdog until I was around 4 then she was Mary who then became the mum of Rufus, Daniela gave me it when I was a baby and I've always had it since (don't worry I didn't give them away). The picture is of Rufus^ by the way. All the sorting is done for today... until another day when we do the messiest shelf *long sigh*

Reeses yum

2006-12-08T12:32:00.000+01:00

Mmm... Reeses are definatly the best. I really should be eating fruit instead of the marvoulous reeses pieces we got in America. This morning it rained :-( spoiling the picnic we were going to have with some friends. I was rather upset because this morning on our picnic we were going to go for a lovely long hike (which I have been dying to do for ages since I haven't been out of the house much). Yester day we rented a rather dissapointing movie called "Faliure to Launch" it was quite stupid really about a guy who was 35 and still lived at home *sigh* I wonder when we'll rent another good movie again. This afternoon we will be going to play sports :-s which I am not at all good at. I really don't know what to write about ohwell maybe tomorow I'll have something more interesting to write about :-D.

Christmas

2006-12-06T15:27:00.000+01:00

I can't believe it's christmas in only 2 and a half weeks. It's December but it's still pretty warm here. I need to do some serious christmas shopping. This weekend we are putting up our christmas tree, maybe then it will feel more like christmas. This year has just flown by, it feels like just five months ago it was last christmas. It's been a pretty eventful year, life here has changed so much. The highlight of this year was spending 2 weeks in New York. Here is a poem I wrote today for my English (my mum helped me quite a bit). It's called A Spanish Christmas Eve.

It’s Christmas Eve and the family is here
To have their annual Christmas cheer
The table is full with Roast Chicken and meats,
Huge prawns, lobster, what a feast!
We’ll eat our full, and them some more
And there are still good things in store,
Marzipan and Spanish turron and every kind of sweet
To try them all is quite a feat!

Into the car to see the city at night
Even the trees are full with lights
There’s a medieval market in the square
Nothing like an English fair
Camels and tents, dates and figs
And the lovely smell of roast pig
We stop to gaze at the Nativity Scene
It’s better than I’ve ever seen
Donkeys and stables, shepherds and kings
And of course baby Jesus, the king of kings

We’re home again now
The children are excited, and how!
All the gifts are under the tree
There’s something there for you and me
All those pressies are quite a sight
Though we must wait until midnight
The clocks strike twelve
Into the pile we delve
It’s a beautiful time for family and friends
I only wish it would never end

Sleep Walking

2006-12-05T16:36:00.000+01:00

Today I did something I thought I would never do. I woke up at 1a.m last night thinking that it was 1 the next day(I do actually sleep that late if I can). Since my mum has a cold, I thought that maybe she slept in and forgot to wake us up (cause it was a school day). So I'm there lying in bed thinking how I must get up even though I was still very sleepy (no wonder!). I forced myself out of bed and got dressed! Then I went out of my room and it was pitch black. I finally figured out what happened (I was actually quite pleased because it ment that I could crawl back into my warm bed) and went back to bed. In the morning my mum woke us up to start school. Though since we were all kind of sleepy we went back to bed. At 12 I woke up again and did a bit of school fun I know...