Who cares if you disagree? You are not me.

Dear Third Floor of Irion,

Spending time in you, practicing music, has taught me a valuable life lesson: the walls ain't sound proof. You can hear other people practicing, and they can hear you. And maybe they'll judge you...hell, maybe they'll even judge you out loud. But at some point, you have to just decide that you don't care, because you're not going to get any better if you don't keep practicing. So just keep doing your own thing, and if people don't appreciate it, oh well.

Thanks third floor of Irion! Gee, my life would be so different if your practice rooms were actually sound proof.

Love,
Kenz

Welcome to my silly life

Dear P!nk,

In case you hadn't noticed, my last three blog titles have been inspired by your lyrics...and there's a reason for that: I'm starting to believe that you're my secret alterego. I'm just now getting into your music (which is sad, since you've been around for, what, ten years? Dang, good for you girl!) and you know how to spit the truth while still being rockin'. This sounds ridiculous, but I honestly feel like you're the kind of pop star I would be if I were ever brave or talented enough to take my life in that direction. So good job.

Love,
Kenz

I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me

Dear Wednesday,

Wow, I have to hand it to ya-for once, you didn't suck. I mean, minus the part where that lady glared at me at work, and tried to steal an orange juice because she "really wasn't feeling well". But for real...my Conducting final was half decent, I got to spend qual time with my little sister Kat, and we put on a successful Sex in the Dark program in Niebs. And now I have time to catch up on Glee, and maybe study more for my Percussion Tech midterm. Maybe. You done good, Weds. You done real good.

Love,
Kenz

P.S. could you tell your bff Thursday to follow suit?

So raise your glass if you are wrong in all the right ways

Dear General Public,

Please stop asking me (and people in general) if I have a boyfriend. If I do (or another hypothetical person does), and I want to tell you, I will. Otherwise, there's no reason to ask; oftentimes you're pouring salt on the wound.

Love,
Kenz

I always seem to forget how fragile are the very strong

Dear Voice,

Please don't leave me! You're not gone yet, but I can feel you packing your bags. I know you've been working a lot lately, and I know you could probably use a vacation, but could you wait a week and a half? I really need you now, and always. Quite honestly, without you, I'm just another okay-looking girl of average intelligence. You complete me.

Love,
Kenz

Everything is important, and everything is not.

Dear Friends,

I can't thank you enough for keeping me afloat this week. I've realized lately that I have a habit of pushing people away when I need them the most and trying to just deal with stuff on my own, all the while pretending that everything's okay...but you know me better than that. I don't know what I did to deserve all of the amazing friends that I have, but I'm extremely grateful.

Love,
Kenz

P.S. I thought about giving individual shout-outs, but I didn't want anyone to feel offended or left out. Plus I have no idea who even reads this thing. So if you think I'm talking about you, you're correct =)

You don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing you see is you

Dear Music History Project,

Listen, can you please just do yourself? I'm tired. It's been a rough day, and if I tried to stay up late and do you, the results wouldn't be very satisfactory. Thing is, I don't like you very much...sorry, I know that's hard to hear, but honesty is important in this relationship. I think it's time you found someone else to torment.

Love,
Kenz