Category: General

I’m still here, I’m just lost in a book

This phenomena called “Summertime”, the time in which temperatures soar above the 65º fahrenheit level (Unheard of) has taken over my life for the time being. I’ve been swimming, practicing piano, saying good bye to some great friends but also preparing to say hello to a new phase in my life.

In this time I’ve also finished some great novels during this time that I must recommend:

Keep an eye on this list, I’ll be adding more as I finish them. Happy reading, everyone! I’m off to practice some piano, catch up on a bit of Great Expectations by Charles Dickens and start watching π (Pi) directed by Darren Aronofsky… Here’s to hoping it’s a winner!


Invade My World

I’ve found it!

No, no, not my mind. I lost that a while ago. I do believe it was sometime last year. I previously thought I had lost my mind sometime before that, maybe in 2004, but I hadn’t realized until now that I truly did not lose my mind until sometime last year. It probably had to do with the day I performed in a competition and on a television show in the same day and nothing went wrong. I did not lose my mind because of the stress, I lost my mind because I realized nothing went wrong and the success was overwhelming to my overly pessimistic mind.

But, I’ve found it! I’ve found a subject I don’t mind sharing with the obscure internet community! I’ve found the subject in my life that I am not afraid to share with the world, and the world will not ravage this subject savagely and destroy me in the process. I’ve always agonized over what I could possibly blog about to the rest of the world and not feel overly exposed over, or feel as if I am slating myself to be on the front of a tabloid cover by doing so (But let’s be honest: I am not nearly talented or interesting enough to be on the front of a tabloid cover though). Wait, those fools from Jersey Shore are on tabloid covers, so ignore that last sentence. I think I have a little more talent than they do, I would hope. I at least tan better than they do in the summertime.

My life is full of interesting insights that I would love to openly share with the world, but I, at the moment, do not feel like putting myself out to the world as a sideshow freak right now. Maybe when I’m old and I don’t have many years left to endure public humiliation and teasing, I will put out a memoir. But, I’ll probably pass from this world into Heaven by way of some strange freak accident anyway so I’ll never be able to publish my memoirs. In the event of that happening (Which, yes, the biggest overthinker of the world known as Annette M. Nagle has already thought of this scenario), I do have private journals that can be sufficiently supplied as odd memoirs.

I really am done digressing.

I invite you all to invade a part of my world that I do not mind humiliating myself in. You may invade my musical endeavors. I’ve already humiliated myself in this thousands of times. Just ask the people who have heard me perform. So I have nothing to lose! You can see what I’m falling in love with, and you can see if it is a Chopin etude, or a Rachmaninov concerto. I won’t tell you if I’m really falling in love (Fat chance of that happening, anyway… Not the fact of telling you, just the fact of it happening period), or you can see who I am currently in a malicious battle with (These tend to occur within my personal life more often anyway… Ha). Perhaps it is a Bach Invention or a Beethoven sonata? You can log on here and find out. You can learn what I learn from the pieces. Maybe I’ll even share videos of my practice sessions. We shall see.

I’ll also update you on my process of trying to make it through college. The whole, “What are you going to be when you grow up” question has been replaced with “What are you going to college for?” And maybe I will refer people to my blog to answer the question. And at the moment, to answer the question concisely, I have decided upon piano performance with a minor in communications. I’ve got the rest of the year to prepare, but I feel that is also an experience I can openly share and not feel overly exposed. People say I have a tendency to act European, even French, but we know the French are much more open than I am. Perhaps that is the Sicilian in me, I refuse to share more to the general public than they need to know. Or maybe I’m just stuffy and I need to learn to be less private.

Well, here. Here is a step in the direction of being less private. You get to meet Annette Margaret Nagle: The Musician. Invade my world and criticize me mercilessly!

(Actually, try not to criticize mercilessly, just nicely. Leave the mercilessly part to the academia I will be entering next year.)


Little Miss Succinct

Hello world, it’s been a while since I’ve had any motivation to post to my blog, and I will update you all on the direction that my life has been taking, but for now I’ll share a few results of the thinking I’ve been forced to do within the past three months.

Don’t assume I won’t find a way to forget you just because I have hyperthymesia.

I won’t wish these days away, because one day I’ll wish for them to come back to me.

The beauty of life unfolding makes me want to see more and yet at the same time, I’m desperate for nothing to change.

Here’s my version of Jerry Maguire: You would have me at hello… If you’d ever say it.

My age seems to be growing at a proportionally similar rate to the amount of confusion I experience.

Contrary to popular belief, Christianity is not the most offensive concept on the planet. The truth is the most offensive concept on the planet. Those two concepts just so happen to be one in the same.

Is it only mere coincidence that most of the poorest nations in the world are also dominated by Islam? Let’s start thinking, people.

Any time I become deliriously happy for no apparent reason, I first stop and ask myself, “Wait. Am I finally going insane?”

I understand the saying curiosity killed the cat, but I still ask too many questions. Although, cats have 9 lives so I’ve got a few to spare.

Geometry has taught me that I’m congruent with crazy.

The Paradox: I can’t relax if I’m not working.

The only control I’m in favor of is self control.

Yeah, I just posted a bunch of quotes from myself. But it’s okay. Writing is all about quoting yourself. And if you take a look at the top of my blog, you will see a title has now been chosen! Do I have your approval?

If I do, great. If I don’t, I don’t care.

Time to get some rest. Keep on thinking.


That 1999 Entry

Hey 1999 Annette,

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I guess I’m supposed to give you some kind of advice as a memoir, because, er, well I can’t help but see the advice is pretty pointless. Perhaps it’s something I can take through the next decade also?

Well, on with the show. Good afternoon, 9 year old Annette! Right now I’m pretty sure you clock in at a whopping 4’3″ (IF that), and from what I remember, you count the minutes until your math homeschool work is finally over so you can work on that next comic book page. After that, you’ll probably watch your favorite cartoon (Rugrats) or listen to some techno music. Great, you are a little bundle of imaginative, creative energy that enjoys a good story. Keep it up! That’s the only thing that will keep you ahead in the coming years.

Just about everything interests you. (Except maybe sports.) That’s not going to change. You’re just going to be interested in a lot more. Right now you’re in some kind of like, sci-fi/anime/science phase. Which is good and all but because of your beloved asthma, you’ll give up the “becoming an astronaut” dream in about five years.

In fact you’re going to explore quite a few different careers in the next ten years, some of them being:

Astronaut (As mentioned)
Politician
Writer (This one’s a keeper!)
Singer (This too!)
Secret Service Agent
Comic Book Writer
Musician (Pianist, more specifically. Keep up with this one.)
Guitarist (Don’t try, you have dainty pianist fingertips.)
Violinist (Again, the dainty pianist fingertips.)
Trumpet player (Well this time it’s your dainty lungs that will hinder you from this one!)
Graphic Designer
Photographer (This will help you later!)
Webpage geek (Don’t know what else to call this. This definitely will help you. You’ll discover website designing in about a year.)

I think there is more to add there. You were crazy, pretty much. ADHD, yes? (Thank God they weren’t medicating every crazy kid yet at your age!)

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Oh yeah, about the musician thing… You took guitar lessons a year ago but it wasn’t quite a sure fit. You just didn’t connect the guitar too much, huh? It’s fine. The piano is more of your perfect fit. If I’m not mistaken, you started piano lessons either last year or this year. Keep up with it. It’s a pain, I know. Note reading doesn’t make any sense yet. Remember, for the treble it’s “Every Good Boy Does Fine”… And uh…. Well, you see, you’ll get to a point someday where you’ll even forget those reminders for the bass cleft. (I just did.) But you’ll still know the notes! PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE!!! And try to get over that whole stage fright thing. No one cares if you hit a wrong note or two.

windows98You’re on the computer a lot. And now you’re just discovering the internet. In fact, you’ve been using computers since you were four years old. GOOD. Computers are just starting to catch on, before you know it, everyones going to be using them for just about everything. Anyone who is familiar with a computer right now while it’s primitive will have the upper hand!

JesusknockingatdoorAnd God makes sense to you. Jesus makes sense to you. He’ll always make sense to you (Even when He doesnt). So don’t ever doubt (You never will, as far as I know). Just don’t try to be perfect. You’re going to drive yourself nuts about being perfect. You’re not supposed to be… Just really close to it, that’s all. Learn to embrace your perfectionist self8 here and there.

GrandmaPeggyEnjoy your time with Grandma Peggy and Pappy. They will provide wonderful memories for you, and give great advice. How lucky you have been to have all four of your grandparents for most of your life! Friends will come and go, also, but you’ll find a lot of valuable ones out of unusual circumstances. Just don’t hope for any luck in the whole dating thing when you get older. (It’s just as well, you have a lot to accomplish right now!)

Gee. I mean, sometimes I feel like I didn’t do so much as my 9-year-old self, just living in my own little dream world half the time… But you know what, you were a cool kid. Spunky, but shy. Competitive, but a great loser. Mostly unflappable and determined. Cool. I know you think about your 2009 self a lot, like, how it’s going to be so cool to be an adult and all.

Being an adult… It’s interesting to say the least.

I really feel like after the New Year begins tonight, that I should write a blog entry giving advice to myself for the next decade! Because, quite frankly, this seems rather pointless. These ten years are gone. But they were wonderfully developing for me. (Go figure, they were those crazy pre-teen and teenage years!) Thankfully, God got me through mostly unscathed… Or wait, scathed, in the best ways possible.

I actually have some old journals from 1999. I’m going to have to dig that thing up and see just how different I am.

I’m excited to see what the next ten years have to offer! Until then… See you in 2010!


Autumn Leaves

Autumn in Pennsylvania

Autumn in Pennsylvania

In the Mid Atlantic states, we always get a special treat every year around the end of October. It’s autumn foliage. It is the silver lining on the cloud of that big snow storm that comes billowing in as soon as October ends. I love warm colors, so it gets me very excited to see the lovely colors against the blue sky. Reds, oranges, yellows… So pleasing to the eye!

When my family and I went to Orlando this past August, we noticed how the trees are different, of course. The trees there don’t change, or lose their leaves. We thought that had to be great for you Floridians everywhere! You don’t see the trees look lifeless and barren. But my mom had made the comment, “The thing about our trees in Pennsylvania is that they’re more hardy!”

That’s true, it may not be pretty to see our dormant looking trees in winter… When everything looks so lifeless and dull, but when spring comes around, sure enough the trees come back to life… Maybe, looking even better than before. And when trees change colors in autumn, it becomes one of the most beautiful processes in nature.

God reminded me that the same is true for people. It would be nice (And probably comfortable) to be a vibrant palm tree in Florida, in the same sense it would be nice to have a life without hurtful changes… Always looking alive, beautiful and have everything under control. But the fact is, we wouldn’t be as strong. As humans, our lives should reflect more of the trees in the north. autumn2 We should always be changing, growing, and shedding our old ways. As you can see, God makes it an even more beautiful process for His children than for trees. Just as those autumn leaves show their true colors through the process of moving into the hard winter times, humans show their true strength when faced with hardship and total dependence on God.

So, you summer lovers (I being one of them), remember the beautiful process of change, and dependence on God. It all brings its beautiful rewards!

Now this is slightly off topic but very on topic, I must share Nat King Cole singing “Autumn Leaves”. I’ve worked on this song before… I must dig it back out in honor of autumn. The lyrics to Autumn Leaves were originally written in French by Jacques Préver.

Annette