Mommys Little Monster's blog: "My Life"

Ok, I have been playing guitar for a year now. I am for the most part terrible in my eyes. Several people say that I am good though, I can't believe it. A few days ago I was at a friend's house and we were all playing guitar. One of the guys left because he had some stuff he needed to do. When he left everyone else convinced me to to play bass. After a few minutes of getting acquainted with the bass, we started working on the song they wanted to record. I did really well, especially keeping time. *If you knew me you would realize I have no rhthym whatsoevery*. They sent it to Bassist and he hasn't spoke to me since then. I am afraid I hurt his pride a bit, but I don't know what to do.

Why do people try so hard to find the graves of their anscestors? Why worry about people who are dead? There are so many people I know who spend more time in graveyards than they do around people who are alive. I don't understand this, Could someone please tell me why they do that? I know enough about my family history, I am part Irish, part Cherokee, and probably plenty of other things. I don't really care about where my ancestors come from or who they were for that matter, I just worry a little about where I am going in my life.

I had a wierd and somewhat scary dream last night. In it, I was running from something and ran over a cliff. Normally I wake up before I hit the bottom but this time I died in my dreams. Is this normal???

Your Life is your Own. There are many people who can help guide you on your way, and tell you about mistakes before you make them. But to really make your life your own, you have to make your own mistakes in life and find your own path. There is no use trying to live someone else's life, you will never be satisfied.