Friday, June 18, 2004
Glory to God in the highest
Sing glory to God!
Glory to God in the highest,
and peace to His people on Earth!
Okay...I leave tomorrow. Leave the house at 5:00 AM, the plane takes off near 8:00 AM. Transfer from Detroit to Traverse City, and I'm there.
I will not be posting anymore for 8 weeks. I will have no computer access, so don't send any emails.
Oh God help me, I am going to miss everyone. Saying goodbye is one of the hardest things to do. I know I'm gonna want to cry when I say goodbye to my parents. After all, I missed them the most out of everyone last year when I went to Cannon. Plus I went there with one of my best friends. And this camp is farther away and twice as long. With no cellphone. Or computer.
But the music! Think of the music. The second orchestra is playing Sibelius, Barber, Bernstein, Dvorak, and Prokofiev, Daugherty, and Arnold in just the first two weeks!
If I make that orchestra, I'll get to play things like Sibelius' Finlandia, Gliere's Red Poppy, Brahms' Acedemic Festival Overture, Holst's The Planets, Gershwin's Porgy and Bess, Humperdink's Hansel and Gretel, Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker, Berstein's Overture to Candide, and Williams' The Cowboys.
If I'm in the top orchestra, I'll get to play 6 Bach pieces in just the first week! They are playing things like Ravel's Mother Goose Suite (can anyone say piccolo solo?), Hindemith's Symphonic Metamorphasis, Britten's Soirees musicales, Wagner's The ride of the valkyries, and Liszt's The Preludes. They are playing full symphonies by Mahler, Tchaikovsky, Williams, and Sibelius and performing with guest artists like Sarah Chang and Liz Koch.
And that's just a little bit of the repetoire and guests!
Man, I'm gonna be living with 10-16 other girls. Can you imagine the type fo friendships that can form form that? I'm quite sure that I'm going to have a blast and learn a ton, but I am equally sure that I am going to miss everyone like never before. Check your emails...right now! Do what I said, please!
I know it's kinda dorky, but I am bringing pictures of all my friends and family so if I get homesick I can look at them and feel better.
Man...I can't even imagine how different I am going to be when I come back. School will have started already, and marching band! Man. And I'll have to look at colleges, be a part of a whole new youth orchestra, and so on. It'll be crazy!
(If I live to be eighty, Interlochen will make up 0.2% of my life!)
But for now, I am pumped up! Wish me luck on my audition(s), and I'll see you all in eight weeks!
THANK YOU, JESUS!
Sing glory to God!
Glory to God in the highest,
and peace to His people on Earth!
Okay...I leave tomorrow. Leave the house at 5:00 AM, the plane takes off near 8:00 AM. Transfer from Detroit to Traverse City, and I'm there.
I will not be posting anymore for 8 weeks. I will have no computer access, so don't send any emails.
Oh God help me, I am going to miss everyone. Saying goodbye is one of the hardest things to do. I know I'm gonna want to cry when I say goodbye to my parents. After all, I missed them the most out of everyone last year when I went to Cannon. Plus I went there with one of my best friends. And this camp is farther away and twice as long. With no cellphone. Or computer.
But the music! Think of the music. The second orchestra is playing Sibelius, Barber, Bernstein, Dvorak, and Prokofiev, Daugherty, and Arnold in just the first two weeks!
If I make that orchestra, I'll get to play things like Sibelius' Finlandia, Gliere's Red Poppy, Brahms' Acedemic Festival Overture, Holst's The Planets, Gershwin's Porgy and Bess, Humperdink's Hansel and Gretel, Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker, Berstein's Overture to Candide, and Williams' The Cowboys.
If I'm in the top orchestra, I'll get to play 6 Bach pieces in just the first week! They are playing things like Ravel's Mother Goose Suite (can anyone say piccolo solo?), Hindemith's Symphonic Metamorphasis, Britten's Soirees musicales, Wagner's The ride of the valkyries, and Liszt's The Preludes. They are playing full symphonies by Mahler, Tchaikovsky, Williams, and Sibelius and performing with guest artists like Sarah Chang and Liz Koch.
And that's just a little bit of the repetoire and guests!
Man, I'm gonna be living with 10-16 other girls. Can you imagine the type fo friendships that can form form that? I'm quite sure that I'm going to have a blast and learn a ton, but I am equally sure that I am going to miss everyone like never before. Check your emails...right now! Do what I said, please!
I know it's kinda dorky, but I am bringing pictures of all my friends and family so if I get homesick I can look at them and feel better.
Man...I can't even imagine how different I am going to be when I come back. School will have started already, and marching band! Man. And I'll have to look at colleges, be a part of a whole new youth orchestra, and so on. It'll be crazy!
(If I live to be eighty, Interlochen will make up 0.2% of my life!)
But for now, I am pumped up! Wish me luck on my audition(s), and I'll see you all in eight weeks!
THANK YOU, JESUS!
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
4 days till Interlochen.
I'm proud of my students. They say they practice, and I can tell that most of them do. Overall they are way ahead of where they are supposed to be. There are some amazing players in there; they catch onto everything I say the first time I say it. I try to think back if I was like that when I was in beginning band, and I wasn't! I was just like all the others. So if they are that good right now, imagine how good they are going to be later on! It boggles the mind. Of course there are people who don't catch on so quickly and they need more help. I feel bad for those people because they do try but they don't have the talent and they are going to have to work twice as hard to be as good as the talented. Can hard work ever make up for talent? I don't know man. I like to believe that anyone can be the best, even against all odds. But you have to really want it.
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I wonder how good I am going to be in comparison to others at Interlochen. I don't want to say worse or better because to tell you the truth I really don't know. I can dream about making first chair or the concerto competition or I can fear being last chair but I don't know what to expect. But I do know that even if I am not the best, I know I will work hard.
Whatever happens though, I am going to be happy because everyone is a wonderful player and both orchs are playing some dang good music. Actually, if both orchestras were the same level and I had to make a choice based on the music, I don't know which one I would pick.
So there.
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I'm proud of my students. They say they practice, and I can tell that most of them do. Overall they are way ahead of where they are supposed to be. There are some amazing players in there; they catch onto everything I say the first time I say it. I try to think back if I was like that when I was in beginning band, and I wasn't! I was just like all the others. So if they are that good right now, imagine how good they are going to be later on! It boggles the mind. Of course there are people who don't catch on so quickly and they need more help. I feel bad for those people because they do try but they don't have the talent and they are going to have to work twice as hard to be as good as the talented. Can hard work ever make up for talent? I don't know man. I like to believe that anyone can be the best, even against all odds. But you have to really want it.
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I wonder how good I am going to be in comparison to others at Interlochen. I don't want to say worse or better because to tell you the truth I really don't know. I can dream about making first chair or the concerto competition or I can fear being last chair but I don't know what to expect. But I do know that even if I am not the best, I know I will work hard.
Whatever happens though, I am going to be happy because everyone is a wonderful player and both orchs are playing some dang good music. Actually, if both orchestras were the same level and I had to make a choice based on the music, I don't know which one I would pick.
So there.
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Monday, June 14, 2004
Sunday, June 13, 2004
Saturday, June 12, 2004
Heyo! This week was wild and crazy! But that's not redundant. Sort of.
It was getting yelled at by a middle school science teacher and laughing and practicing and teaching some upcoming virtuosos and listening to new and old music and playing new and old music and getting community service hours and playing with the pipers at a retirement home and Bible study and eating on the run and Beatles concert and driving crazily and praying and no sleep and senior pictures and waking up at 6:30 and waiting for a number of things and getting new floors in the house and the car going to the shop and crawling under the bed and a flat bike tire and church bells and spilling water and lizards running in front of me and cleaning out drawers and getting rid of things I never thought I'd get rid of and waiting and making mad dashes to places and getting horribly upset at the situation and dancing in my room and hoping and checking email and Interlochen in 7 days! and saying goodbye and a horse named cowboy and freecell and spider solitare and hormones and screaming on the inside and wanting to be alone and doing things that I want to do and doing things that I don't want to do and dusting and television and practicing more and waiting some more and man I'm glad I don't go to middle school anymore and keeping my cool and a man named Julio but pronounced Hulio and no scratches on the new floor!!! scream!!! and the sitar and practicing piano for the first time since cannon and talking to someone from cannon and meditation quiet time and Ibert and breaking my back moving furniture and Alexander Grahm Bell invented the telephone and man I can fit all my books on my bookcase now and a picture for the New York Phil and a college competition and 11:30 church instead of 9:30 and making my own eggs and being excited
and stuff
It was getting yelled at by a middle school science teacher and laughing and practicing and teaching some upcoming virtuosos and listening to new and old music and playing new and old music and getting community service hours and playing with the pipers at a retirement home and Bible study and eating on the run and Beatles concert and driving crazily and praying and no sleep and senior pictures and waking up at 6:30 and waiting for a number of things and getting new floors in the house and the car going to the shop and crawling under the bed and a flat bike tire and church bells and spilling water and lizards running in front of me and cleaning out drawers and getting rid of things I never thought I'd get rid of and waiting and making mad dashes to places and getting horribly upset at the situation and dancing in my room and hoping and checking email and Interlochen in 7 days! and saying goodbye and a horse named cowboy and freecell and spider solitare and hormones and screaming on the inside and wanting to be alone and doing things that I want to do and doing things that I don't want to do and dusting and television and practicing more and waiting some more and man I'm glad I don't go to middle school anymore and keeping my cool and a man named Julio but pronounced Hulio and no scratches on the new floor!!! scream!!! and the sitar and practicing piano for the first time since cannon and talking to someone from cannon and meditation quiet time and Ibert and breaking my back moving furniture and Alexander Grahm Bell invented the telephone and man I can fit all my books on my bookcase now and a picture for the New York Phil and a college competition and 11:30 church instead of 9:30 and making my own eggs and being excited
and stuff
Thursday, June 10, 2004
Okay, here it goes:
Yesterday at my lesson after I played a very fast exercise for my teacher, she commented that my fingers were very forcefully slapping the keys, and a loud key slap sound is not good technique. The pressing of the keys should always be smooth, gentle and relaxed, she said. The thing was, she could only hear a loud key pound when I played very fast (the etude was pretty much as fast as my fingers can go). We even did an experiment where I played the same excercise at a lower speed, and that time she could not hear a loud key slap. Okay, I thought. Smooth, gentle, and relaxed. But when I tried that, it didn't work. I kept pounding the keys. So it got me thinking...
Momentum is velocity times mass, right? My fingers are the mass, the speed they go is the velocity. (Bear with me here.) So if I play at a slow speed, my fingers have a set mass and a small velocity, and therefore a relatively small momentum, which means the keys aren't slapped as hard. But, when I play at a faster speed, my fingers have the SAME mass as they did with the slower speed but a greater velocity, therefore having a greater momentum and a harder pound of the keys. Ya with me? So after all that thinking I concluded that it would be impossible to not slap the keys harder at a faster tempo. One could try as hard as they could, but the fingers would still have more momentum. And at the speed I was going, my fingers probably had a very great momentum.
I tried to explain this to my teacher, but I don't think she believed me and/or didn't care. I prolly messed up somewhere anyway and I've got it all wrong. But it should be right, I think...shoot, I hear Pahud's keys slappin. It can't be that bad.
Oh, so I DID learn something in physics?
Yesterday at my lesson after I played a very fast exercise for my teacher, she commented that my fingers were very forcefully slapping the keys, and a loud key slap sound is not good technique. The pressing of the keys should always be smooth, gentle and relaxed, she said. The thing was, she could only hear a loud key pound when I played very fast (the etude was pretty much as fast as my fingers can go). We even did an experiment where I played the same excercise at a lower speed, and that time she could not hear a loud key slap. Okay, I thought. Smooth, gentle, and relaxed. But when I tried that, it didn't work. I kept pounding the keys. So it got me thinking...
Momentum is velocity times mass, right? My fingers are the mass, the speed they go is the velocity. (Bear with me here.) So if I play at a slow speed, my fingers have a set mass and a small velocity, and therefore a relatively small momentum, which means the keys aren't slapped as hard. But, when I play at a faster speed, my fingers have the SAME mass as they did with the slower speed but a greater velocity, therefore having a greater momentum and a harder pound of the keys. Ya with me? So after all that thinking I concluded that it would be impossible to not slap the keys harder at a faster tempo. One could try as hard as they could, but the fingers would still have more momentum. And at the speed I was going, my fingers probably had a very great momentum.
I tried to explain this to my teacher, but I don't think she believed me and/or didn't care. I prolly messed up somewhere anyway and I've got it all wrong. But it should be right, I think...shoot, I hear Pahud's keys slappin. It can't be that bad.
Oh, so I DID learn something in physics?
Summer band would be a lot cooler if I didn't have to wake up at 7:00 for it.
The hardwood floors are in. Everything echos now. Yay.
I'm slackin on my practicing. I've been so busy! That's no excuse though. It'd be a dream come true if I made it into the top orch at Interlochen. I need to practice. More.
Interlochen in 9 days.
The hardwood floors are in. Everything echos now. Yay.
I'm slackin on my practicing. I've been so busy! That's no excuse though. It'd be a dream come true if I made it into the top orch at Interlochen. I need to practice. More.
Interlochen in 9 days.
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
This is my post from yesterday:
Craig: "Ewwww, you're listening to classical music? It doesn't even have any words!"
Me: "A song without words is like a book without pictures."
Yup. There's lots of people putting thedang floors in my house and they speak spanish all the time. I thought all that time I spent listening to 98.1 would help me to understand spanish at least a little, but it didn't. At all.
Don't send me any emails until I post that you can, because I have run out of storage space and I don't know how to clear it. And if you send me something it will just be bounced back to you.
During school I think a lot but during summer I don't.
Wellp, back to spider solitare.
Have a nice day.
This is my post today:
Ummm....yeah.
No going away party for me. Have it at the beach this Sunday, but I can't be staying up late any day of the week because I have to wake up early every day.
BC Calculus should be fourth block next year
Or heads will roll.
Do you ever get into a mood where you just get mad because people talk to you? I mean, not even people who mean you harm or anything, just people that talk to you, period. I get into moods like that, and they are totally stupid. I mean, when someone talks to you, shouldn't you be happy? But nooo, I have to get all mad. Stupid hormones and the stupid moods they bring...
Craig: "Ewwww, you're listening to classical music? It doesn't even have any words!"
Me: "A song without words is like a book without pictures."
Yup. There's lots of people putting thedang floors in my house and they speak spanish all the time. I thought all that time I spent listening to 98.1 would help me to understand spanish at least a little, but it didn't. At all.
Don't send me any emails until I post that you can, because I have run out of storage space and I don't know how to clear it. And if you send me something it will just be bounced back to you.
During school I think a lot but during summer I don't.
Wellp, back to spider solitare.
Have a nice day.
This is my post today:
Ummm....yeah.
No going away party for me. Have it at the beach this Sunday, but I can't be staying up late any day of the week because I have to wake up early every day.
BC Calculus should be fourth block next year
Or heads will roll.
Do you ever get into a mood where you just get mad because people talk to you? I mean, not even people who mean you harm or anything, just people that talk to you, period. I get into moods like that, and they are totally stupid. I mean, when someone talks to you, shouldn't you be happy? But nooo, I have to get all mad. Stupid hormones and the stupid moods they bring...
This is my post from yesterday:Craig: "Ewwww, you're listening to classical music? It doesn't even have any words!"
Me: "A song without words is like a book without pictures."
Yup. There's lots of people putting thedang floors in my house and they speak spanish all the time. I thought all that time I spent listening to 98.1 would help me to understand spanish at least a little, but it didn't. At all.
Don't send me any emails until I post that you can, because I have run out of storage space and I don't know how to clear it. And if you send me something it will just be bounced back to you.
During school I think a lot but during summer I don't.
Wellp, back to spider solitare.
Have a nice day.
This is my post today:
Ummm....yeah.
No going away party.
BC Calculus should be fourth block next year
Or heads will roll.
Me: "A song without words is like a book without pictures."
Yup. There's lots of people putting thedang floors in my house and they speak spanish all the time. I thought all that time I spent listening to 98.1 would help me to understand spanish at least a little, but it didn't. At all.
Don't send me any emails until I post that you can, because I have run out of storage space and I don't know how to clear it. And if you send me something it will just be bounced back to you.
During school I think a lot but during summer I don't.
Wellp, back to spider solitare.
Have a nice day.
This is my post today:
Ummm....yeah.
No going away party.
BC Calculus should be fourth block next year
Or heads will roll.
Monday, June 07, 2004
Today was my first day teaching the little devils up at Jackson MS. It's a good thing Alyssa is there, because people tend to not like me too much as a teacher. Anyway, it was kinda fun up until the advanced students came. Then don't listen too well because they are friends and they talk all the time, and as Mrs. Lowe always used to say, "You can't talk and listen at the same time."
I like teaching the beginning students. Some of them sound so dang good! Both classes learned D and E flat today, and the small class even learned how to tounge. I love the feeling of teaching them and having them sound good because of something you told them to do. It's almost like you yourself do it. I don't know...
Well, that's gonna be my job until I go to Interlochen. I better get used to it.
Karg-Elert, your etudes are hard.
Taffanel and Gaubert, exercise four in your book is extremely long.
We're getting hardwood in my house. In all the rooms except the bedrooms. Yes, even the living room is going to be hardwood. How stupid is that? Now nobody is gonna be able to sit on the floor (especially me. If my back hurts because of sitting on carpet, imagine how much it will hurt by sitting on hardwood.)
News flash: I've gotten addicted to spider solitare.
That is all.
I like teaching the beginning students. Some of them sound so dang good! Both classes learned D and E flat today, and the small class even learned how to tounge. I love the feeling of teaching them and having them sound good because of something you told them to do. It's almost like you yourself do it. I don't know...
Well, that's gonna be my job until I go to Interlochen. I better get used to it.
Karg-Elert, your etudes are hard.
Taffanel and Gaubert, exercise four in your book is extremely long.
We're getting hardwood in my house. In all the rooms except the bedrooms. Yes, even the living room is going to be hardwood. How stupid is that? Now nobody is gonna be able to sit on the floor (especially me. If my back hurts because of sitting on carpet, imagine how much it will hurt by sitting on hardwood.)
News flash: I've gotten addicted to spider solitare.
That is all.
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These souls are a little combination of
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weird, zany, temperamental, and very talented.
They have their own firm opinion, and can at
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Twisted Souls have good senses of humor sometimes and
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Sunday, June 06, 2004
Friday, June 04, 2004
I played in a recital today. Me and the ol' trio played the ol' Hovahness. We got lost in the best movement. Oh well. Nobody really noticed.
I'm taking the SAT tomorrow. It's the perfect summer activity, don't you think?
Interlochen is gonna be so kickin I can't wait. I wonder what my chamber ensemble is going to consist of. I hope it's not stupid. I hope it's a woodwind quintet. Then maybe we could play Barber's Summer Music. It fits because it's in the summer, get it? Wakka wakka wakka. But I don't think it will be a quintet because they include horn, a brass instrument, and my class is called WW Chamber Music. Oh well. Maybe I'll have to settle with a bunch of really bad flute players. Haha just kiddin. But they won't be any better than what I play with now. Maybe they will. I don't know. I am so spoiled.
Interlochen is gonna be so awesome...
Harry Potter was okay, but the best part about it was an AMAZING mad flute solo in the middle when a leaf or soemthing as blowin around. I don't really remember what was happening because I was too occupied with drooling about the flute. It kinda reminded me of "La Voliere" (sp?) (The Bird) from The Carnival of the Animals. I've played that (or attempted to play it) and I can appreciate how difficult it is to pull off the mad double tounging for such an extended period of time. And some other flute solos in the score were pretty amazing too. I wanna find out who that person is. And make him/her teach me how to play.
And did anyone else notice that Sherk 2 opened with a lone solo flute? I think my instrument is moving up in the world.
Oh yes. Haha. It already was up in the world.
Allright, allright, time to do something. DO IT. You know you want to.
I'm taking the SAT tomorrow. It's the perfect summer activity, don't you think?
Interlochen is gonna be so kickin I can't wait. I wonder what my chamber ensemble is going to consist of. I hope it's not stupid. I hope it's a woodwind quintet. Then maybe we could play Barber's Summer Music. It fits because it's in the summer, get it? Wakka wakka wakka. But I don't think it will be a quintet because they include horn, a brass instrument, and my class is called WW Chamber Music. Oh well. Maybe I'll have to settle with a bunch of really bad flute players. Haha just kiddin. But they won't be any better than what I play with now. Maybe they will. I don't know. I am so spoiled.
Interlochen is gonna be so awesome...
Harry Potter was okay, but the best part about it was an AMAZING mad flute solo in the middle when a leaf or soemthing as blowin around. I don't really remember what was happening because I was too occupied with drooling about the flute. It kinda reminded me of "La Voliere" (sp?) (The Bird) from The Carnival of the Animals. I've played that (or attempted to play it) and I can appreciate how difficult it is to pull off the mad double tounging for such an extended period of time. And some other flute solos in the score were pretty amazing too. I wanna find out who that person is. And make him/her teach me how to play.
And did anyone else notice that Sherk 2 opened with a lone solo flute? I think my instrument is moving up in the world.
Oh yes. Haha. It already was up in the world.
Allright, allright, time to do something. DO IT. You know you want to.
Thursday, June 03, 2004
From The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien:
"As he turned and came towards them Frodo saw that Gandalf now wore openly on his hand the Third Ring, Narya the Great, and the stone upon it was red as fire. Then those who were to go were glad, for they knew that Gandalf also would take ship with them." (pg. 339)
"As he turned and came towards them Frodo saw that Gandalf now wore openly on his hand the Third Ring, Narya the Great, and the stone upon it was red as fire. Then those who were to go were glad, for they knew that Gandalf also would take ship with them." (pg. 339)
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Allright! I keep spilling water on myself.
I remember this:
My house in NY had a basement in it, and there was a set of stairs leading down into the basement. I was very young-3 maybe-when this happened.
I got a cookie from the cookie jar and then decided that I wanted to go downstairs to talk to my dad before I ate it. So I headed to the basement with cookie in hand. When making the journey down, (for it is a journey for a 3-year-old) I tripped and fell all the way down the stairs. I gained many new bruises and cuts from that fall. I remember banging my head and arms and everything on the stairs. But the whole time I was falling, I held my cookie high in the air and protected it from breaking or crumbling. Actually, that's why the fall was so bad, because I protected my cookie and not me. At the bottom I was in a lot of pain, but I stood up, smiled, raised my cookie up for my dad to see, and proudly announced, "I still got my cookie!"
I have so much time on my hands that I'm starting to floss! What is this world coming to?
"You guys aren't hard core enough for My Fair Lady"
-Asher
I remember this:
My house in NY had a basement in it, and there was a set of stairs leading down into the basement. I was very young-3 maybe-when this happened.
I got a cookie from the cookie jar and then decided that I wanted to go downstairs to talk to my dad before I ate it. So I headed to the basement with cookie in hand. When making the journey down, (for it is a journey for a 3-year-old) I tripped and fell all the way down the stairs. I gained many new bruises and cuts from that fall. I remember banging my head and arms and everything on the stairs. But the whole time I was falling, I held my cookie high in the air and protected it from breaking or crumbling. Actually, that's why the fall was so bad, because I protected my cookie and not me. At the bottom I was in a lot of pain, but I stood up, smiled, raised my cookie up for my dad to see, and proudly announced, "I still got my cookie!"
I have so much time on my hands that I'm starting to floss! What is this world coming to?
"You guys aren't hard core enough for My Fair Lady"
-Asher
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Now don't you readers worry, because my computer is back and it's better than ever. Soon I'll have AIM installed and everything will be back to norm.
I discovered two things today (well I prolly discovered more than that but these are the two big ones):
1) I have always said that I am a non-violence person, but this just isn't true. I will punch people up if they make me mad. I almost did it today. Pretty scary...
2) All males are the same. Everytime you think one is different, they always end up being the same as all the others. Stupid guys and their stupid antics.
Note: I once told myself that I would never write a guy-bashing post because I think they are stupid. But this person really deserves it, and it isn't for me, it's for my friend.
In other news, my summer has been the best I could ask for. Many times I wonder why my life is so wonderful, when I am so far from deserving any of it. Things never quite work the way you would expect, do they? That's why I never say "Expect the unexpected," but I say "Never expect anything." And yet I find it impossible to never expect anything. It boggles the mind (well, my mind at least).
I discovered two things today (well I prolly discovered more than that but these are the two big ones):
1) I have always said that I am a non-violence person, but this just isn't true. I will punch people up if they make me mad. I almost did it today. Pretty scary...
2) All males are the same. Everytime you think one is different, they always end up being the same as all the others. Stupid guys and their stupid antics.
Note: I once told myself that I would never write a guy-bashing post because I think they are stupid. But this person really deserves it, and it isn't for me, it's for my friend.
In other news, my summer has been the best I could ask for. Many times I wonder why my life is so wonderful, when I am so far from deserving any of it. Things never quite work the way you would expect, do they? That's why I never say "Expect the unexpected," but I say "Never expect anything." And yet I find it impossible to never expect anything. It boggles the mind (well, my mind at least).
