Monthly Archives: October 2014

Tired eyes and midnight skies

New York doesn’t just happen.

Some would say that it plays out along the years; suffering from low blows and high highs and other things that make one sound smart; sophisticated even.

I don’t agree.

It seemed to me that the very thought of a place like this was spiraled out of the mind of a crazy, wreck less person.

Because the energy seemed to flow from my veins and thread itself in my blood, it painted itself in the color of my eyes, in the syllables of my words.

The lights shone with fierce determination to blind me. And I sore I was blind, deprived of my senses because the city was a whirl wind to me.

I liked that New York didn’t seem to judge. That the people didn’t care who you were or what you wore or the way you walked.

It was nice to live without an identity.

But most of all I liked walking till four in the morning and eating pizza with pasta on it. I liked that Time Square didn’t close after midnight and I liked going places just because I could.

At home we gaze upon the stars because we believe that they are the only things alive but in New York the constellations seem to gaze upon us.

New York the city filled with misfits and drop-outs, tired eyes and midnight skies, the loved and the love-less.

I was there last week.

I wish I still was.

The Festival of Lights…. To Light Up Our Lives!


Holiday season is about to begin in the Western hemisphere…but for all Indians, it has already begun – with a blast! Diwali is always a big deal to Indian families… whether in India or not, and it defines our culture by displaying the values of good deeds through the display of the victory of good over evil – a story told in the Ramayana. The festival celebrates good over evil as lord Ram returns to his home after 14 years of exile, defeating the evil. Not only does it teach us these values, but it offers us an excuse to stuff ourselves with delicious Indian sweets – ranging from complete liquid to solid balls of sugar….guaranteed to satisfy any taste buds! After all, food is the best part about ANY indian celebration!

Our Diwali celebration at the Kapoor residence started the Saturday before the twenty-third (Diwali Day). The celebrations kicked off with a puja, a formal prayer, in which we thanked our gods for all we had, and invited them to our house. We had the company of a huge number of friends and family, who also joined the prayer with us. Followed by that, we all gathered in a circle and sang traditional, cultural songs, and for the first time, I sang too. The rest of the night was all chatting and chewing – gobbling up our favorite foods with fried bread and delicious desserts such as ladoos (basically balls of sugar), rasgullas (basically white balls of sugar – soaked in syrup), and kaju barfis (soft diamonds made of cashew nuts – with shiny, edible foil! – so shiny and geometrical that they could probably be used as jewelry. Ah.. reminds me of those kindergarten edible bead necklaces).

The Diwali function at our place was a success – and we awaited the actual Diwali day eagerly – where we could fill the house with beautiful lights, candles (what we call diyas!), and once again – eat. Coincidently, yesterday (Diwali), happened to be the start of a four-day weekend (double the fun!), and for the first time (in like, forever), I could enjoy with my family without stressing out over work (IB life…yay..). In the evening, we performed the traditional cleaning of our house – and then went over to a family friends’ place for a delicious Diwali dinner.

Today, I am just reflecting back on these past few days, and how fun they were – wondering how Diwali was for all my family and friends in India. From what I heard, they had a blast – and made one too – with all the fireworks they set off. Every year, Diwali turns out to be the best holiday, and puts me in the holiday mood – and after it passes – it always leaves me nostalgic, yet eager for another year to bring another Diwali.

Pumpkins, Turkeys, & Trees!

This is one of those times where I longingly wish for snow here in the Sunshine state… *Sigh*

Hello everyone! Today’s my day to bore you with my musings, and today’s topic would touch upon the closeness of the holiday seasons.

I don’t know about you guys, but there’s just something about the holiday seasons that charges the air with merriment and joy. All the flurry of festivities coming up in the next 2 months gives me something to hope for and be happy about; even the temperatures  have started to dip here and there, truly giving us Floridians a whole new kind of atmosphere and feel during this time of the year. After months of high 80-somethings, our sweat has finally cooled, and now it’s time to breathe in the chilly air of Fall and Winter. We also now have the rare opportunity to put on our “winter” clothes, such as sweaters and scarves though the temperatures drop at only 60 degrees–to us Floridians that’s a big deal!

Just around last week when the temperature have noticeably dropped, I remember coming out of first period and looking at fog blanketing Cypress Creek. It was such a sight to behold that it even brought a slight spring to my step and lifted my mood. Just that small shift of weather released feelings within me I haven’t felt in a while–wonder, awe, and genuine enthusiasm for the coming weeks ahead.

I guess ladies and gentlemen, what I’m trying to say is that I’m very much in love with the holiday seasons. The changes it brings, the traditions, and cherished memories I have of it–all are priceless. Friends and families come a little closer, festive songs are sung, delicious foods are cooked, bright lights twinkle in every corner, gifts are given and opened…I can go on forever! But I won’t since many of you guys probably haven’t reached this far in my post anyway. 

If you have reached this far, please feel free to share your own thoughts about the holiday seasons! What kind of special memories and feelings do you have during this time of the year? Share below, and thank you guys for reading my post!

“It’s The Most Wonderful Time
It’s The Most Wonderful Time
It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year”

NO Light

“Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear.”

                                                                                 – Edgar Allan Poe


It’s getting late and everything is pitch black except the hallway. After brushing her teeth and getting ready for bed, she closes the bathroom door. All day she felt like something was stalking her; watching her from the shadows of the corners. The kids were out with the husband and she has the house all to herself. All she wants is a good night sleep. After closing the bathroom door she headed to her bedroom and turned off the hallway light. She took one last glimpse of the hallway and she noticed a figure in the darkness. It can’t be, she’s by herself. No one should be in  the house. She turns the light back on and sees that the figure is gone. She’s confused so she turns it back off and right then and there the figure pops up again. She can’t believe her eyes, this can’t be happening. She takes a closer look and she sees that the figure resembles a female type structure. It seem to be staring right back at her but she can’t make out the face. She keeps flicking the lights, trying to grasp a hold of the reality. Then suddenly, the figure popped up right in front of her like daisies in spring. She quickly turns the light back on and the figure disappears. She’s scared out of her mind and decides to keep the lights on. She grabs the duck tape out of her drawer and tapes the hallway light switch on. After, she realizes that maybe it’s her mind playing with her and all she needs is a good night sleep. She leaves the door halfway open to check on the hallway from her bed, turns off the light in her bedroom and crawls into bed with the lamp still on. As she closes her eyes, she can’t help but feel like something is wrong. Then suddenly she hears the tape from the hallway light switch being slowly peeled off. She opens her eyes, too afraid to even get out of her bed and watches the door to the hallway. After a few minutes, the lights shut off and sounds of footsteps surround her bedroom door. Out of fear, she leaps under the blanket and closers her eyes. Everything is dead silent and she can’t help it. She opens her eyes. She tries to take a little peek out of her blanket to check her surroundings.  All she’s sees is a very dark hallway and a fully open door. She leaps back and shuts her eyes. She notices the lamp flickering and makes a small hole in the blanket and tries to grasp the extension cable. She wants to make sure that the cable in tightly in so the lamp does go dark too. After a little struggle, she finally puts it in and jumps back to her cave. SHe clutches for her insanity and braces for impact. Expecting the worse, all she hears is a switch. She opens her eyes and peeks out of the blanket and sees that the hallway light is back on. She pops her head out of the blanket and a sigh of relief is let out. She looks around and starts to smile. It was all in her mind, nothing to worry about. Until she looked to the lamp and sees a girl with jagged teeth and all white eye. Before she could let out a scream, the figure smiles and turns off the lights.


equipo tolar

I apologize, but despite the numerous reminders I set on my iPod about making a blog post, somehow I managed to forget.  Then I realized I didn’t actually get any of those reminders because iPod was stolen Thursday at school.  Anyways, thankfully I did at least remember to post, better late than never I guess you could say!

This isn’t the point of this blog post.  The point of this post is for me to tell you about the incredible experience of going to visit FSU with Mr. Tolar and the Cypress Creek Varsity Choir(plus Azon).  About three hours into the bus trip, everyone who had been asleep from the beginning had begun to wake up.  We all decided it would be a great idea to scream/sing until we pulled into the hotel parking lot.  We sang absolutely everything you could imagine from every chorus song of this year and last year to basically the American Top 40 in our books.  We ate dinner at Cracker Barrel and went back across the street to our hotel for the night.

The next day, we woke up and headed to the FSU campus.  We began our journey of the day with a “Tolar-guided” tour of the campus.  He took us to see many landmarks of the school and we walked past all of the different colleges within the university like the College of Medicine and the College of Business.  We then went inside the man theatre where we got a small tour of the stage and backstage areas and were able to ask questions.  We then went over to the College of Music where we were given a full tour and we ended with a chance to ask Dr. Judy Bowers questions about possibly becoming a music major at FSU.  We then had some free time to go get some lunch and just take in the beauty of Florida State. After lunch, we ran into the Women’s Glee Club rehearsal and were able to end our day listening in on a rehearsal of the University Singers directed by Dr. Fenton (

Don’t Give Up

So, I know this says it’s Clara’s account, but it’s actually Mari Nicole typing this right now. Frankly, 31students is not under my dashboard, so I resorted to hacking my best friend.

     I’m kidding, I politely asked her to help me out.

Also, enjoy the awkward picture of me singing.

     Ever since I was a little girl, singing was my passion. I was always so determined to make something out of my singing, but as I got older, the dream seemed unrealistic. In all honesty, there are so many amazing singers out in this world. What are the chances of me succeeding with my singing? Like my mom always said, “There’s no harm in trying.”

     I took what my mom said to heart. There really is no harm in trying, especially something like singing. I did everything I could possibly do. Competitions, showcases, auditions, and more, I did it. One after the other, year after year, nothing seemed to result from my hard work. I was devastated.

     Recently, something urged me to keep trying. I wasn’t supposed to give up. On October 18, I was granted with the opportunity to perform at a talent showcase. In my mind I thought it would be the same thing all over again. Little did I know, my life was going to change. After I had performed, a model/talent agent approached me. He expressed how he was interested in me coming to his office to discuss some opportunities that could be available for me. I was over the moon with excitement, and I couldn’t thank him enough.

     My journey is only beginning. This is just my first step. I have so many goals in my mind, and I am determined to achieve them. Never give up on your dreams because hard work will always pay off.


Everyone has that moment when they have the desire to travel. What better way to travel than by road trip? It is cheaper compare to airplanes, you can travel different states and experience the nature surrounding. Not everyone has a good experience when it comes to road trips but with good music and friends to talk to, you could save time to the epic boredom. They’re great for those who are willing to experience their country. With the right music and people, you will get ecstatic looking onwards to adventure. There I was stuck in my memories, going on a road-trip to see something new that been here before I was born. I had crossed over the Old Tampa Bay bridge as I was going to a competition for band. My first and last time to cross over something so significant and beautiful. The lighting was perfect as I admire the sea and as it passed by. Before I even know it, the flashbacks have ended with many happy surrounds, even if there were no achievements, I knew I’ve made this day worth something.

Another Day at the Hospital

Volunteering at Dr. Phillips hospital is always an interesting experience. At the nurse’s station there is always movement, with nurses getting phone calls left and right and doctors walking all over the place signing prescriptions and looking at the patients. It is interesting observing the behind the scenes of the hospital environment; it’s a completely different experience compared to all the other times I’ve been at the hospital to visit a family member. Even though I don’t do much, I take enjoyment in just seeing the doctors and nurses talking on the phone, seeing them get the job done, and reading the patient list and the health problems they have. Every week there is always something new and unexpected when it comes to the patients.

Now I don’t just sit and look around I also have things to do; this gives me a feeling of being part of the process which is pretty cool. I organize medical records and file papers for the most part, this the interesting part because it allows me to see what is the problem with each patient. I also refill water cups for patients who aren’t in isolation, and other small things like disinfecting areas and checking printing paper. Overall, volunteering at the hospital is a nice change of pace form all the school work and I take an enjoyment to it and it makes me feel part of a community I dream of being a part of in my future career.

The drama department strikes again!

As the new year started, the drama department was ready to bring on their A game once again! No surprise there. With all the construction going on and a crammed schedule, it seemed like a very difficult task to put on a full play this early in the year. But with the brilliant Mr. Williams and Mr. Kahn,  anything is possible!

I, myself am in the drama program. I was a part of the mainstage musical, The Addams Family, last spring. I know what it is like to work with a crammed schedule. Trying to learn your part, going to rehearsal, doing all your homework AND getting sleep is not so easy.

I have to say, they pulled it off. I found it very funny. The character development was really great. The person that played Colonel Wainright Purdy lll played with his voice (different volumes, tones, raspiness) and it made his character sound even better.  The guy that played Sakini was perfect for that role. He really stepped up to the plate and made it engaging for the whole audience. The set pieces were amazing as always. The teahouse was the most impressive. I also liked the way they did the lights to fit the mood. The cast had to learn some Japanese, and hey, it might not have been perfect Japanese, but it sounded pretty good. They had a choreographed wrestling scene and it was ecstatic. It was engaging to see. A job well done. They also had a GOAT! A REAL GOAT! It was the cutest thing!

Playbill for the mainstage play at Cypress Creek High School
Playbill for the mainstage play at Cypress Creek High School

I think the cast, crew, and directors did a very good job. I’m sure it is a very stressful thing to put on a show this early in the year. I mean, auditions were the first week of school! Props to all of them. I take pride in saying that I am a part of the drama program at CCHS, and with each show my pride keeps growing! Everyone is wonderful and the productions never disappoint!

When February comes around, make sure to come see the wonderful drama program take on our Mainstage musical, Grease! Stay tuned!

Where Does the Time Go?

“Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.” ― Marthe Troly-Curtin

It is 10:51pm- wait.. wait… 10:52pm- I’m not quite sure what to write so here it goes:

Life. If there is one thing I’ve learned about life in my 16 years, it is that life only slows down long enough for you to take one good look at it, and then poof! Its gone. That’s how my weekend went. After the past 6 weeks of endless to-do lists and running around, it was nice to just sit still.

On Friday, my weekend began with a car ride heading in one direction. That night was filled with the constant excitement-filled screeches from 10-32 year old’s alike. Saturday consisted of many ups and downs– of Roller Coasters that is. No matter how much time you think you have over the weekend, school is always right around the corner. So Sunday was basically the day for homework. Then came Monday and me sitting with idle hands on a keyboard…