Thursday, May 20, 2010


I can never walk past my piano without sitting down and pressing some notes out of my piano. She is always calling to me and tempting me with her lustrous keys. Eventually I submit to the temptations happily. My fingers and her keys fuse together, and together we create streams of melodies that flow into listener's ears like the Provo River flowing into Utah Lake. The warm feeling of friction soon develops on the tips of my fingers, and I realize just how much I love playing the piano.

Senior Ball tomorrow! I'm certainly excited. Seven Days until graduation too. Also I lettered in World languages and student leadership today. Wohoo?...

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