I wanted this to be a 'positive blog'. So I'll stick to that.

I have this memory in my head. And I can't hold it in forever.

Setting--7th grade, on the outside patio at lunch. The other kids were being punished, so the 'Peanut table' was the only one that was allowed outside. It was a nice day, about 10:30.

Recently, we had learned a song in chorus called It Sings in Me.
It's a beautiful song. When you sing it, you can feel the happiness rising up in you.
When we sang it with the accompanist for the first time...I almost fainted, I was so breathless.

We were talking, and we started singing the song. Ileia, Erin, Michelle, and me.

[Information on the setting--The patio is next to the parking lot, so you have to walk next to it in order to get to the front office]

A man walked by, probably picking up someone early. When he heard us singing, he slowed down, almost stopped. He smiled and closed his eyes, and stayed outside the building until we stopped the song.

This is what I want to do. This is what I want to be. No, not what. Who. Someone who makes people smile, even when I can't smile myself.

That's the only thing that keeps me going.