Sorry...

I've been putting off writing for a while. I was trying to look on the positive side of things, but things just kept getting worse. I told myself I wouldn't write until I had something good to say, and seeing as a two weeks ago was the worst week of my life, I think that its ok to say I'm good now, and that I'm o.k. to write.
So to update you on current events I've made a list...
I have been doing well at play practice, and cannot wait for the show in two weeks. I'm pretty nervous seeing as this is my first show, let alone musical, that and the fact that I've never had a solo in front of more then... lets say 10-20 people, and last year 300 showed up..... Ya nervous
In the play I am one of two Freshmen getting a microphone.... Which is pretty amazing:D
We had a fireside tonight, my hometeacher, Brother Kendall's brother, who was brigam young in the Joseph Smith movie, and a singer, talked to us about being proud of who you are. Very inspirational speaker!
We're reading A Seperate Piece in english class... McShea is stacking up the homework! I'm dying, ugh... but the books... well o.k....:D
Thanks to M*E*G I officially LOVE The Rocket Summer:D
I have a B in Geometry, and got 100% on a quiz for the first time:D
My hair looks pretty today:D
I finally got to wear those blue, green, and pink high heels
I have a new friend Micheal and he has been such a great friend whom I can trust
I'm submitting a poem for the poetry contest at school
I have a new favorite movie WALLE:D
5 birthdays this week, Shaun, Sydney, Lauren, Tara, Nyka, Oh wait 6, and CHARLIE!!!!
So put it in short, Ive been busy. That plus two babysitting jobs, and birthday parties, its been a busy week and I'm soooo grateful this next one is a short one, of only three days.
I've decided to rant a little, this time I'll pick the subject, and if there are no comments next time I will too.
Write a story about an empty glass
There it was, on the table taunting me, as if it could actually talk. I looked briefly away then turned back to admire it's simple beauty one more time before taking it and dropping it and all it represented on the floor, hoping it would shatter into a million tiny peices alleviating all of the problems my mind associated with it. Of course being as sturdy as it was, it broke into only four or five pieces, which I then took and threw on the ground, this time throwing it with all my might to the floor. I took pleasure in doing this for some reason, but immediatly swept it up and threw it away, feeling ashamed that something as, thoughtless, and inannimate as a glass could arise feelings of longing, and hurt in me. I highly doubt that it would make a difference what I'd done to it, but I felt bad for hurting it, then felt stupid for feeling that an empty object, of all things would have feelings. I thought about it's past, how happy it had made me before, a gift from a former love, former being the key word. After the death last month I had looked at it and cried for hours. Hoping it would somehow bring me comfort but its emptiness making me feel empty, its coldness making me shiver with chills. The memory tied to it I will hesitantly try to explain, but nothing can explain the joy, the absolute and pure love that is tied to it.
It was a night among many, filled with joy and happiness. But unlike many other of those nights, it was the night before our marriage....

I must go to sleep now... hope you liked the story... in honor of thanksgiving I will end this with a thankful word....
I am thankful for my friends, my true family in this time of trial:D
~My name is Rylea, whats yours?~