So as I lie in bed, eating the McDonald’s McBreakfast my aunt just brought home, this story comes to mind. I’d like to share it with you guys. (Floetry voice: “Is that alriiiight?“)

Yesterday I rehashed my MySpace Music page after a three year hiatus, and I’m excited and curious to see the reception I get. So far…. I haven’t gotten any. I guess my “freinds” are tired of me “trying to sing.” But that’s what BEST FRIENDS are for. My friend Chris, who is a straight shooter, and has told me many a time when I sounded like garbage, liked my latest. That was encouraging, and I’m coming to realize Music is TRULY my PASSION. I don’t necessarily want to be in the lime light, I would be perfectly content being simply a song writer or producer, but in order to get my lyrics heard, I would have to sing it first, right? Right.

So I’ve been downloading instrumentals of groups/artists I like, and freestyling over them. If I played an instrument it would probably be a little more effective, but hey, its just like a rapper creating a mixtape. So I’m going to keep doing me until I get and master my guitar. (Oh, by the way, I ordered a guitar, and its on the way. YAY ME! lol) But I digress…

I’ve been singing in my church’s choir since I was four years old. [Cue “Jesus Loves the Little Children”] I wrote my first song when I was about 10 years old. As I said before, I don’t play an instrument, but because I love music, I figured out what keys sounded good in a specific order, and play a simple melody- the tune I was singing to, and proceeded to record it. Rather elaborately too. How you may ask? I recorded the lead vocals on my TalkGirl (yes, the tool Machuli Culkin used on Home Alone 2 to scare away the bad guys) and and recorded my melody and background vocals on my Yak Bak. Bet you don’t remember what that is.

A key chain with two buttons: “Say” and “Play”

I then took my mom’s recorder for her job and recorded the two devices playing. Thus, my first song.

I did this a couple times. I can’t tell you what any of the songs were about. I just remember singing one, spelling my pseudonym: M-I-L-A. (Mila? La-Lauren and Mi-Michelle– backwards. I told you, I was 10! lol)

Its sad this passion and desire never got nurtured, because no one knew I was doing it. Who knows where I would be if my mom had caught me and helped me develop the skills? Oh, well. What matters is what I do with it now. And I vow to never be stifled again. Hate it or love it, I’m going to sing. I also promise, that once I start a family I will support my kids in whatever they want to do- Science, Art, Sports; the world is theirs!

Ok. That was my mini rant continued from Twitter (because 140 characters are just NOT enough)

Follow your heart. Life is too short to live it the way someone else tells you to. Do what makes you happy.

Until next time,

peace, peace.