regarding hill kids and making melodies

There was the Filipino Tree, the Guad Spot, the Senior Quad (later to be rampant with freshmen), and a few more other unnamed areas on our high school campus differentiating each clique from one another. Then there were the Hill Kids. Though I wasn't one of them, a handful of my friends were and I was able to go on one or two adventures with them. This one's for them. 

They were thrift-shoppers, free spirits, and stand-up-for-what-they-believe-in-ers. They were poets and ukelele-strummers, painters and film-makers. They embraced every moment of life and made dandelion necklaces. They sat on the grass hill that overlooked the Greek Theater (thus the name 'Hill Kids') before and after school, during lunch, and probably in the middle of the night on weekends if they snuck in. 

I've learned a lot from them indirectly, about enjoying even the most simple things and walking around town and making crafts at home. I kind of wish I had a group of Hill Kids here. We'd go sight-seeing in Los Angeles and visit odd antique shops and watch independent films and play music on the streets. 

.. and speaking of playing music on the streets, I have a confession. I am slightly addicted to song-writing. I love creating combinations of lyrics and melodies, not simply for the sake of getting feedback from people, but to express something inside of me that I can't really put only into words and only into music. I write because it allows me to.. I don't know how to explain it. It's just a hobby I guess, but something more than that, too.

Lately, I've been unbelievably blessed with the encouragement I've received regarding this little hobby of mine. It puts me at an odd mixture of embarrassment and gratitude. There is a part of me that wants to show people because I want to share these thoughts and feelings and reflections-- but on the other hand, I know for a fact that I'm not a good singer or musician, so I feel awkward if I am ever complimented. I don't know where this is going, but where I'm trying to get at is that I really thank God. Haha, even though there seems to be no relevance or tie between everything before that last sentence and that last sentence... it's really clear for me, though I can't explain it.

Gosh, what can I explain.