The 23rd Of December… Make That 24th

Was it a bad idea that I ate two slices of ice cream cake at 12 AM? Probably.

Am I regretting anything yet? Nope.

Will I? Hope not.

Ahem.

It’s the 24th of December. In other words, Christmas Eve. In other words, release day of Christmas Chances. But before we get to the debut of the Audiosmiths I have to ramble for a few paragraphs. 🙂

*mentally screams* Where on earth did time go? I could’ve sworn I was just starting on WordPress and the great American eclipse was yesterday and we just discovered that Jules was Connie’s half sister and Mr. Parker’s VA sounds so different and Thor got his hair cut and that it was just yesterday, just yesterday when I saw my cousin for the first time in four years and honestly I have no clue how we sped up to now. To December. To Christmas.

But that Christmas spirit that’s supposed to have infected everyone’s hearts?

I guess it missed me. I don’t have it.

(Sorry to all you guys who don’t celebrate Christmas! 😦 This is a lame apology… but it can’t hurt to make it. I think.)

Anyhoo. Christmas spirit. Missed me. That’s where we were. It’s weird. For all my life, I remember being so excited and happy for Christmas, the gifts, the family, the something that just made the day special, the fact that though Jesus probably didn’t come on the 25th, He came and that excited me- Christmas was a big deal. It was the one time our family was a family. And by family I mean your third great grand cousin’s niece’s son’s aunt’s nephew on your grandfather’s mother’s brother’s side that comes over once a year and gives you carefully cooked pandesal. All the good things happened on Christmas, and it was just this wonderful thing.

Fast forward to now, and it feels like just another day to me. Advent’s special, but not special. That magical feeling when you hear a carol? Sure, I’ll get chills up my spine, but I get chills listening to an epic movie soundtrack. Reading the Christmas story? It’s more of a comfty familiar feeling than excited fangirl squealing. Gifts? Thoughts and kind words seem to really be more than enough.

Maybe it’s life. Maybe it’s that I’ve gotten a littler older and understood a tad bit more, and maybe it’s just daily life and I’m not as stoked about Christmas like when I was five. Maybe it’s all the crazy that’s come my way and I’m still figuring out what goes where. Maybe it’s missing people. Maybe it’s all the big fuss the stores and malls make about it. But whichever of these maybes it is, Christmas and I aren’t the tight compadres we once were.

Hey, maybe that’s okay.

Maybe you don’t have to have the excited, happy feelings on Christmas to celebrate Christmas in your heart. Maybe it’s like joy, where you don’t need to be happy all the time to have it.

I’m okay with that. More than okay.

Anyway, The Return Of The King is playing and I’m not missing that with my family, so I’ll leave you this awesome card:

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And give you the link to Christmas Chances! At last!

AH. AH. AH. AH. AH.

Makies is indeed a word, friends. Many thanks to Mya, Gracie, and Penny for helping spread the word.

Merry Christmas Eve!

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Here is a short Christmas story based on Just Come Home that I wrote by hand. By hand. BY HAND Y’ALL.  I just might put it up here. Maybe.

 

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The Trouble Of Innovation (But the good things of it, too.)

 

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I wonder if Thomas Edison’s mother thought he was crazy way back when.

This is the story of how I got into trouble, you see.

But don’t worry, I got out of it! I mean, if I didn’t I’d be stuck in Peru with some angry water buffalo, you know? (I don’t either)

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See, my parents have been asking for the longest time what in the world I’ve been up to.

I.E. Christmas Chances, i.e. the secret thing I’ve been working on, i.e. the thing I just finished today and I can’t stop screaming about but have to keep my cool about it, that.

But, see, I couldn’t exactly tell my parents because…. well, not only is it a debut for the Audiosmiths, but it’s also a sorta a surprise gift, I guess you could say, to my parents, in the hopes that maybe they’d like it. (And well, Mom, now you know. :P)

If. From the suspicious glares I’ve gotten and the prying comments and the averse reaction to my suspiciousness- worthy evil grins, (which was the trouble I got into but thankfully got out of- suspense is not a strong suit here) I’m not sure if they’ll think it’s worth all the fuss I’ve made over it, or if it’s worth anything. Maybe it’s just a big flop.

Maybe everything new I try to do is a big flop. Maybe I should just stick with what’s comfortable and well-known, something everyone else has done.

But that’s not original, novel, or creative. And that’s not an innovating way to help put smiles on people’s faces, which happens to be my preferred line of work. And that’s just plain boring!

Yes, innovation is a risk. Doing anything new that nobody’s done before is an exciting, semi scary risk. Can it get you some weird looks? Yup. Will people understand you? Nope. Is it possible you could accidentally make yourself explode? Definitely.

Is it worth it?

I’m inclined to think so.

Hey, if Edison didn’t perfect the light bulb, we’d all be sitting in the dark. Ford didn’t work on the automotive line-thingy, cars would be crazy expensive.

We’re not doing anything even equal to the light bulb or the line, but maybe, just maybe, sparking inspiration in your head.

You know, like a domino line of ideas. Maybe our attempts at audio drama can give you that boost to do something you never thought you could. Maybe you can inspire someone else to reach for the stars.

And with enough people, maybe someone can smile tonight. Tomorrow. The next week.

Ya never know unless you try.

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Christmas Chances releases on the 24th, my friends. In the meantime, check out Rose’s and Cat’s posts, and be on the look out for more posts to come!

And of course, Christmas Chances itself. 😛

Seeya!

 

Right Where You Are

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Ever heard of the movie Moana? Sea princess movie, follows her heart, sails the ocean, saves her people, doesn’t fall in love with a guy, has a telekinetic thing with water? I don’t agree with much of what Moana does, but I do sympathize with her on one thing.

I want to see more than the horizon I’m looking at. I want to sail that sea.

For the longest time, I have wished (and still wish) that I was anything other than who I am right now. It seemed that I was born into the most opportunity lacking situation possible.

I’m Canadian, and everything I wanted to join was on the other side of the border. The Get In The Show contest AIO had? Nada. Bible Bee? I’m immediately eliminated. That Christian atmosphere? Not here. Let’s not forget I’m Filipino- Canadian. Which makes it a little hard when people expect you to have an accent and be fluent in Tagalog because you have slightly chinky eyes. Slightly. I don’t even notice it.

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Now we get chestnuts.. I won’t shriek, I won’t shriek, I won’t shriek..

I’m homeschooled. Which means I learn at home and wherever. But for some reason, I’m not in a co-op. I don’t get any extra curriculars other than what I make for myself. There’s no sports, no summer camps, no cool things I learn if I don’t learn it myself. Sometimes it’s hard to constantly be the one to push yourself, and alone.

Unlike the cool stereotype, I don’t live in the country, in some awesome rural area with tiny dirt roads and deer and that small town farm life thing. No. I live somewhat in the city and somewhat not. Where people get hurt or worse almost every day, you need a permit to breathe, you have to watch your back walking down the street, and it’s.. just…eh. No place is completely safe, but where I am ranks a lil low down the list.

And…. I’m a pastor’s kid. People scrutinize you like a Marvel trailer. They dissect everything you do, and if you seem to mess up, bam, you’re outta the frying pan and into the fire. You’re supposed to be the example, and well, I’m not. Heh.

I didn’t like it. I wanted anything other than this. I wanted to have the choice to take awesome cool stuff, to have other homeschoolers to study with, to not be considered weird for liking a Bible passage other than John 3:16, to live in a place where people know you by name.

I kinda wanted to follow my heart. Heh.

But God’s changing my heart.

And I guess I realized something: God did not make a mistake when He put me where I am, who I am, and what I love to do.

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I knew that, duh. But it kinda came real last night, when I was practicing The Huron Carol (thanks Meredith for the suggestion!) I wanted to search up the history behind the carol, and I was surprised. I knew it was Canadian, yeah, but I didn’t know how it was sung in the Wendat (I think I spelled it right?) language, or that the French wrote it first, or that it’s Canada’s oldest carol. Or that Canada had a carol.

Was it possible I was too busy not liking how my country is that I didn’t see the beauties of it?

It kinda made me think.

There’s a reason why I’m here.

I don’t know what God wants for me. Yet. But I do know He has a plan for me. I know that He’s growing me to be the person He wants me to be. He’s picked the right greenhouse. I don’t know why I am at this specific latitude and longitude and I don’t know why I have to do a lot of things alone. I don’t know why I stick out like a sore thumb, or just don’t really fit in.  But God does.

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I don’t even know how I jumped from a carol to this whole life thing. XD

But while I’m here.. I know there’s more I haven’t realized. And I’m learning that there’s so many blessings in this situation I haven’t realized because I’ve been too busy looking for blessings elsewhere. That what I considered disadvantages are advantages in their own way. I’m never gonna stop dreaming for y’know, more. But I’m not gonna sulk cause I don’t have it yet.

So that part, “you can find happiness right where you are?”

I’ve found better.

I’m finding joy.

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Um, quick quick announcement.

What you are about to hear is WAY different from what I used to put up.

Honestly, after making this, I’m kinda ashamed I even made the others. XD I like to think it’s better, but by all means draw your own conclusions.

Thanks a million squared to my brother Joseph for helping me make this! I know I’ve said you were driving me crazy and that the sentiment is mutual, but seriously, you’re awesome! Thank you, thank you, thank you! This whole thing would never have happened without you, and thank you so much! (Y’all, if you like hard rocky stuff, you can find his works at eaglewingsandguitarstrings and I am sorry this sounds like an ad. :P)

But. Ahem. Here ya go. 🙂

Happy Friday people.

A Response To A Hard Prompt.

It’s a well known (okay not but pfft, we can ignore that) fact that I am a competitive person.

Very.

Really.

So when Megan gave us category two, which was a myriad of different things we need to take a picture of, I wanted to get as much as I could.

And here it is. Everything except celebrate is in here.
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Ahem. With that aside, I can conclude this post! 😀

Also, if you could kindly comment your favorite Christmas carol down below I’d appreciate the requests for me to botch up on moi fiddle!

Seeya.

An Attempt At Newspaper Article Writing

Dear people of the internet, my sincerest apologies for bombarding you daily with this posts. As it is, here’s another one to bore you to death. A newspaper-y post. *sighs* The things this brain comes up with sometimes….

Also blame Writing & Grammar for making me write a newspaper article. Two attempts down below.

Your News From Out In The World!

(Disclaimer: Everything you read in this segment is false. Do not kill me.)

Scientists Trapped In Alaska During Snowstorm

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Juneau, AK. A swarm of white coats are stranded in Alaska after an onslaught of white stuff flew their way, grounding their plane, freezing their equipment, and turning black coffees into mocha iced cappes.

“I’ve never seen anything so bad in all my life,” shivered Floridan based meteorologist Ima Weatherman, taking shelter in an old hangar with 10 other scientists who are riding out the storm with our trusty source of information, the internet. “It’s really looking terrible out there.”

Indeed the temperature reached a frigid 10 degrees, which is a low in both Farenheight, Celsius, and my fridge’s temperature. One can only hope the conditions will improve for the scientists.

“We’re grateful they are in a position with enough food, water, and high speed internet,” an official told us in a private interview. “As of right now, there’s no knowing how long either will last, depending on the weather. Our local weather guys have been tracking this storm for about a week now. If we’re lucky, we should be cutting the red tape by next week.”

The scientists traveled to Juneau to research global warming.

(facepalming right now. okay, here’s the last attempt)

New study shows homework is lying to our faces

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Creek, ON. Schools have been closed for an unprecedented 7 days while teachers from all over the world fly in to discuss the study led by one Cica Stoudes, who has been pushing for reformation in the education system.

“I’ve been working on this project for 2 days,” the 8th grader declared to a press room, “and with Google Search, I discovered that homework is not really done at home and is one big joke!”

The youngster was inspired to delve into the research required after hearing her mother call her from her room to explain why Cica had left her essay on the conquistadors of France uncompleted for two weeks.

“We always say how homework is killing us, and now here’s your evidence that it’s true. An essay? Doesn’t Wikipedia have everything you could possibly know?” Ms. Stoudes asked rhetorically when confronted by a journalist.

Besides from the inaccuracy that homework is done at home, the 3 page double sided extra large font study also touches on the ridiculousness of having assignments. “It’s the 20th Century Fox, for crying out loud! We need change from the tiring homework, assignments, projects, everything!” Cica cried to the press. When asked if the research Ms. Stoudes conducted wasn’t study in itself, Ms. Stoudes asked her mother to decline comment.

School will resume just before Christmas.

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*jumps* Now that dreadful assignment is over at last. P H E W.  Maybe I can go back to normal content for once.

Ha. Don’t you wish.

 

See, kiddies, this is what happens when you’re me and you try to hard. You get not-so-good stuff like this. *sighs* Hope you enjoy anyway. 🙂

Now I gotta go and crush more school. *groans*

 

On The First Day Of Christmas

Happy, happy Saturday people!

So I did something crazy.

Ahem. So last time I mentioned playing a carol on my violin/fiddle every day til Christmas? And maybe posting it?

Um.

Well.

Here.

Aright, aright, I know it’s terrible, and I know it sounds horrible, and I know that I am 99.9% + 1% crazy! I am well aware.

But that being said, I hope you enjoy my feeble attempt at covering a beautiful song anyway!

One of the things that really really really ticks me off this time of year is the annoying commercialism. Not even a day after Halloween (another holiday ranging in the strange category) and stores are already saying to get the dratted Christmas magic!

There’s nothing magical about Christmas.

In fact, Christmas isn’t ever mentioned in the Bible to celebrate. Get that in your heads.

So why do we?

I’m not preaching. I don’t want to. But for me, Christmas is celebrating the hope of Jesus’ birth. Because if Jesus wasn’t born, we could never have been saved.

For those who don’t believe that, for those who do believe but don’t celebrate, and for those who do, I hope I didn’t get y’all mad, but I do hope you enjoy the instrumentals, bad as they are. 🙂

In other news, I got the biggest book haul I’ve had in a while. Thank God for public libraries.

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December has started on a good boot clad foot.

So, It’s Almost December

 

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It’s December in 10 days people. 10. days.

*screams at the wall for the next half hour*

I kinda disappeared after  that “go get up” post, and I’m grateful to say that I have got up.

And then got choked with homework so some good that did me.

At current check, I have ten tests, one project, 2 papers, and 3 assignments that are all due before the month is over. Not a lot of time for this procrastinating person. *sighs* Hand me that coffee pot, will you?

I can’t believe November is almost over.

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Currently queued up in my playlist is one hour of intense concentration music, followed by one hour of indie music, followed by a Captain America Civil War scene. *guiltily removes that last one from the playlist*  And Christmas music follows that.

It’s time for Christmas music and that is surreal. November has moved way too fast.

I’ve gotten to write and laugh and talk with friends til 11, strummed guitar for a bunch of kids who just poked at the poor guitar and made me re-tune it, sent out emails and read books and died dramatically. No, I’m not saving any of this for the recap post. I’m sure I can dreg up some words for that. XD There’s been so much work and so many things to do and times literally tosses itself out the window.

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I admit it. I’m tired! But aren’t we all?

Maybe…. maybe that’s a good thing.

Maybe November is when we realize how tired we are, just in time for Christmas to come and make us silent and rest. Like the whole world is quiet at Christmas time. I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t believe in the Christmas spirit. I know not everyone celebrates Christmas, and that’s great, but to me, the fact that Christians get together on one specific day of the year, to celebrate the birth of Christ and it causes them to give freely to other people, to get gifts for each other, and write hymns all about it- I think that’s kinda special and sweet.

And I’m looking forward to it. If only we could be like that throughout the entire year. 🙂

I’d definitely welcome it, compared to all the homework I have going. *groans*

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