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Have you ever attempted to play a musical instrument?

I was watching one of my favourite videos on YouTube and it reminded me of my attempts to play the piano, recorder, flute, you name it…I was definitely born without musical skills. I have a theory that the reason my family and I moved a lot is because the neighbours gathered together and complained to my parents regarding my awful music skills.

This is the video I was just talking about. Honestly, it will inspire you to make amends, make you cry, give you chills, seriously make you rethink your purpose in life:

I’m gonna show this to my sister, and I’m sure she’ll definitely agree that was me trying to play the recorder, the flute, and the piano. I give her credit for trying to teach me; she’s the music genius, not me. She got her talent from my grandpa who was a musician. I inherited his basketball skills.  My uncle taught me how to play a bit of the accordion, and my best friend tried to teach me acoustic guitar. But, hey, at least I tried to learn, and I do remember the basics, but I’m not Beethoven.

How about you? Any music gifts?

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Your Ipod breaks: An Apocalypse

My best friend’s Ipod broke today, and we had a moment of silence for it before she RAN to the store to get a new one. Because my friends, when your Ipod breaks, all hell breaks loose.

The power music has on you is immense, you can’t live without it when it is part of routine to listen to it when: you go for a walk, to the gym, to help you sleep, to inspire you, to write, etc. I remember when I was in my pre-teens (more than 13 years ago o_O) I couldn’t live without my CD player and Walkman. There was a time when my sister broke my Sony walkman, which was very dear to me, and I thought life was over. Of course, my parents taught me a lesson not to make a big deal over objects you can replace, but I realized listening to music meant a lot to me.

 In reality, it’s not the Ipod itself that matters to you when it breaks, but the connection you lose when it happens. The connection that helps inspire you or get you through a bad day, when you listen to your favourite songs. Which is why as soon as you get your new Ipod, you don’t spend time admiring the machine, but you quickly start transferring all your playlists.

Just remember not to lose yourself in unnecessary despair; Ipods can be replaced. You can still listen to music on your laptop, your phone, ipad, etc. It does feel like an Apocalypse, but it’s no more than roadblock.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Daily Prompt: Only Sixteen

The Daily Post wants to know: Tell us all about the person you were when you were sixteen. If you haven’t yet hit sixteen, tell us about the person you want to be at sixteen.

I’m 26 today. I was sixteen 10 years ago! Ouch, that feels  like so long ago!

Do you really want to know what I was like? Honestly, I wasn’t rebellious; although, I tried to be. When I was 16, I got purple streaks on my hair, which I thought was going to be my breakthrough into high school rebellion. But, I ruined any chances of being a rebel by joining the Art club, and becoming my science’s teacher pet. After failed and very sad attempts at joining the evil side, I just gave up. I’m going to be brutally honest and say I NEVER tried drugs or cigarettes. Yes, I was offered, but my classmates ran away when I gave them a semi-speech on the cons of drug usage —I really was not helping my own cause — but luckily, they didn’t use that against me throughout the rest of high school (lucky?). I did manage to get detention a couple of times due to my talking; I just could not shut up, but I wasn’t trying to get detention. What else? Oh yes, boys, I was into them, yes for sure. I had a huge crush on this guy and purposely sat behind them in Geography class, just so he would turn around and ask for help; he did, and we became friends, but nothing more. If you wanted to read about me humping my crush on my teacher’s desk, that’s not happening, because I never did that (but I did think about it. Hey! I was 16). I was caught drooling one day by my gorgeous Geography teacher, though. Think about it for just a second, my crush is sitting in front of me and my teacher is lustfully (in my mind) talking about earthquakes, how could I not drool? It wasn’t all about boys, it was also about the Backstreet Boys…oh wait, ha ha, they ARE boys, oops! Again, I would drool at every clip played on MTV –when they truly played music — and constantly remind everyone how wonderful they’re.

After writing all of that, I have concluded that when I was 16, I was an art-science-chatterbox girl who loved to drool over boys, and discovered it was not in her nature to be evil.


❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤