A whole lotta things.......

Ciao! I really don't have much to talk about, but I guess I will talk about the things I don't have much to talk about! See there, I just wasted an entire sentence on nothing to talk about. I must be a genius or something, anyways, life hasn't changed much, except for those life changing lessons you learn every once in a while. I got into a Theatre play, its called Metaphasia, you should check it up. Its online, and there's not many videos, but its a fun play to be in. I am a synchrette, which is like an awesome part. :-) My friend just told me how inspiring my blog posts were, and that, well inspired me to write more! So i am. lol. See ya later, with a much more interesting and meaningful blog post.
Adios. Ciao.
This is Bella signing off......her blog account.

September 11

Hey ya'll!
How you feeling today? Maybe you lost a friend or family member in the September eleventh tragedy. well, let me tell you I was very close. I remember that day distinctly, although I was only three. I know, it seems strange, but when your whole world has gone into panic, you remember a thing or two. My dad was on a plane trip that day. I remember seeing my mom crying, and my friends telling me my dad might have died. My mom still has the newspaper of that day. The two buildings smoking.....Just think. I was listening to a girl speak about abortion. She said abortion is a tragedy ten times bigger than any September eleventh. And she's right. Abortion is taking the lives of thousands of children. So why aren't we phased? I don't know. But always remember, God was in control then, He's in control now, and He always will be. Praise God. He is holy and mighty and just think what our world would be like without him. Without void.
Amen.
Ciao. September eleventh is a day to remember, not regret.

The Ultimate God

I plucked the delicate sunflower from its dirt-home and breathed in the fragrance of nature.  I was sitting down next to Goria, a little toddler whom I was like a sister too. I pushed the flower into her glossy black hair and she laughed when I tickled her ear. She looked at the dirt around her that was dotted with flowers. She then frowned.

                “What’s wrong,” I asked, weaving together a crown of sunny daffodils. She pointed to a wilted brown buttercup in the midst of fully ripe rich-colored lilacs. “Oh,” I said, pulling the buttercup and gently petting it with my fingers.

                “Why would God do that?” she asked, looking up at me like the little girl she was. I frowned, then put the buttercup down and sighed.

                “Goria,” I started, “God doesn’t make things happen just because he wants them too. He does things because he makes things work out for the ultimate good.” She looked confused for a while, and let the information sink in, then she finally asked,

                “How does He do that?”

                “Hmmm,” I thought. Then I said,

                “Well, remember yesterday? When you and I were sitting down and we were sulking about not being able to dance that night?” She nodded at me. “Well, then later we heard that if we did dance, we would’ve gotten sick because there was a sickness going around?” She nodded again. “Well, then God worked things out for the good, because if we did dance, we would’ve gotten sick!” Her eyes widened,

                “Wow! If God can do that, He must be a wizard!” I laughed,

                “God is much greater than that! Think about how He made up every single of these flowers, from the colorful tulips to the pink lilies!”

                “Well, then how will God work out this buttercup for the good?” She asked me, holding the buttercup up to my face. I grabbed the buttercup, and tickled her nose with it,

                “God is a mysterious God; we can’t pretend to know His ways and ideas. Let’s let God make up something.”

                “God is the greatest person in the big entire world!” Goria said, stretching out her arms as wide as she could. I laughed and spread mine out with hers too.

                “Amen,” I said, as we both ran around, our arms stretching to God’s greatness.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Romans 8:28

 Hope you Enjoy!!!!!

Surry!

Surry I haven't written. I was surprised with a weekend trip for my birthday! SO fun. Still expect your normal blogging starting tomorrow. right now watching Rango. Such a cute movie. :-)
Ciao!

Vocal Lessons

I know, I know, I was supposed to give you this update yesterday, but hey, I'm a busy girl!
Well, my vocal teacher is an awesome person. She is nice, funny, and really fun to have a conversation with. She gave me two songs to go over. I'm not that Girl, from wicked, and A New Life, from Jekyll and Hyde. These are great songs for mezzo sopranos-belters. I am so excited about singing these songs. I love them so much!!!! Ever heard about Les Miserables? Me and my teacher spent some of the time talking about. I would love to see this...when I'm a lot older. It goes through the life of a man named "John Val John." Anyways, as my third class, I had lots of fun. I can't wait for each class! :-)  The story for Jekyll and Hyde was interesting too. Musicals rock, don't they? I mean, seriously, the rock. Get it? Ha ha, aren't I the bomb? 0_0
Ciao Ya'll!

P.S. My B-day is in three days!

Spiders and Yoda and limes, OH MY!

Yeah, I know, pretty strange title, but it describes the kinda day I've been having. I'm going to vocal lessons today and thought I would put on my black and white outfit. Then I remembered my Abuela had given me some spider rings that had black charms on them, so I smacked two of those awesome rings on. Before that, I was eating McDonald's, which had a drive-thru line so big it circled around the restaurant. Today happy meals are only 1.99, so I got my stuff, and the toy was an awesome Yoda, who could use the force! It's really awesome. I know, it's lame how I think McDonald's happy meal toys are awesome, but this was way cool. :-)Before that, my mom's friend came over, bringing her six-year-old daughter, so we went outside, picked some limes from our tree. And made a giant pitcher of sour limeade. Enjoy! Vocal lessons will go awesome I hope, so stay tuned for some updates. My life just may not be that boring.
Ciao!

OWLS

Who doesn't love owls? My mom asked me to pick a black and white symbol to put on top of my bed, so I was searching 'round, when, BAMMO! This here owl changed my way of looking of looking at owls. In a more respective way. They can be comedic, sophisticated, crazy, expressionist, or even flat down real! I encourage you to so look through google images (on strict safe search, of course) and find the cutest, craziest, and plainest owls ever. Have fun! {0,0}
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