Occupation : K-12 student
Date of birth : 3/12/1988
Marital status : single
Education : 8th grade
Interests : writing, drawing, singing, and playing my flute. I also enjoy playing softball, volleyball, and I swim when the weather permits.
Personal statement The cup is not half empty and it isn't half full.

The cup is bigger than it needs to be.

I grip the rope with quaking hands

I'm terrified that I might fault

I look below into the dark

That will devour without a thought

I look above into the light

A light I wish could be my life

And with this thought

I move my my left

And place it firmly above the right

I've gained an inch on the rope of twine

And inch away from dark despair

I tell myself I won't give in

To the depression that's lurking there

I look to my left and what do I see

I see another rope of twine

And on this rope is a girl like me

Whose desperate to make the climb

I smile when she looks at me

Her eyes are wide and full of shock

She doesn't seem to realize

She isn't the only one running from dark

I nod my head to say hello

She smiles and nods her hello back

Then I look back up into the light

And I concentrate on my great task

I close my eyes and count to ten

With all of courage, cunning and craft

I remove my right hand from the rope

And place it firmly above the left

A day without music

Is a day without inspiration

Or so they say

Silence can be a blessing

As long as it can be broken

Percussion is the foundation

The drums pound out a steady four/four

That never ceases

Until our life's string ins broken

Brass adds zeal to our life

Blasting out the frantic high notes

The mellow low notes like the night

Calming the soul

Woodwinds and variety

The cool saxophone evening out the day

With a soothing melody

And the flute's trills accent it

Forming a lullaby to end the day

And even the night is not silent

The oboe and clarinet weaving in and out

Amongst the clouds

The chimes adding the voice

Of the whimsical stars

And the sigh of the sleeping infant

Is the soaring soprano

And the rumbling bass

The vocals of the symphony of life

A day without music

Is a life without living