So one time I was playing Loaded Questions at a game night, and the question was "what is one thing that is too serious to be joked about?" or something like that. It probably didn't end in a preposition. Anyway, I couldn't for the life of me think of an answer. "There's nothing in life that is that serious!" I kept thinking. I took so long to write something that I was the last person to send in my answer, which finally said:

"see-food"

I'm sure I'll have something useful or intelligent to say one of these days...actually I probably won't.

Butterflies are white and blue
In this field we wander through

I was not made for sports. And that includes bowling.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

There's a phrase I keep coming back to throughout life. I guess it has become a philosophy of mine:

The sum is the same.
(And you know it's true).

You can have a satisfactory, uneventful life--moseying along with little stress and no peaks in emotions. And it's a good life, if a little boring at times. OR you can have an action-packed life, where you're always running around trying to accomplish things, and you find yourself constantly either crying or laughing...
"The sum is the same." Either life will equal the same amount of happiness. The sum is the same.

Something I have discovered as of late: it's not always your choice which life you will live. Sure, you may think you are living the first life, the controlled life, that you've got things well under control, that nothing and nobody could possibly change your state...and then WHAM, out of nowhere, something happens and you suddenly find yourself in the midst of a situation you never would have expected, with a whirwind of newfound emotions to unearth. Life is unpredictable like that.

I don't like it.

Dear Future Ashley: It's always a bad idea to post in the blog if it is after 2 AM and you are still awake.

Muczynski recording is done. Wow-I took that fourth movement really fast.

Steve is here!
Life is good.

Game night tonight? Keep your schedule free.

This week has been

difficult.
And no one ever is to blame

Stephanie: "DARE? Really?"
Me: "It's vintage."

I learned how to break a person's wrist today in self-defense...or at least to make him beg for mercy. Not really a pleasant experience, however, when you are the person being practiced on.

DIE BUERO HEUTE. Zounds!

Facebook status updates:

Aimee Booth is loving this weather.
2 minutes ago

Sara Wollmacher is lovin' the weather.
4 minutes ago

Katie Hillebrandt loves this beautiful weather!
9 minutes ago

I love this weather too.

If only my health would correspond...

I'm gonna be famous! You'll see.

I'm not doin so good right now. uuugh

Next weekend=tville friends in tally=awesome

I could swear that Coldplay is actually U2 sometimes.

I once was lost
But now am found.
Was blind
But now I see.

Ahh, it's getting to be fall! I am finally able to turn the air conditioning off and open the windows, and the feeling is wonderful! What a great season, it's so exciting to me!
I love fall!

And October, my favorite month is coming soon. Woo! Gotta love the seasons.

If it was up to college students, Obama would win like 80% of the votes, no joke.

What a beautiful day!! Nothing can bring me down today. I want to stay outside the entire afternoon...

You can change your facebook language to pirate english and it is hilarious. Try it out, the language switch is found at the bottom of the page.

Ashley (me)
you failed
in patience and in love
but you will be forgiven in the end.

I don't really want to study for this test. I don't think I'm gonna do it.

Instead, I'll go on a cookie-eating rampage.

My accompanist could beat up your accompanist.

Seriously, though, we had our first rehearsal today, and I am already in love with her playing. Carolyn Bridger wins for the best random assignment award.

I got the new Coldplay album and I really like it, but I have to call them out on making such a short CD. I think it's terrible when there is space for 76 minutes on a normal CD and a band only fills up 35-45 minutes. To me, it's a rip-off; you should be paying half of the money for half of the music. But it doesn't work that way.

But it should.

This whole day has been fail after fail without exception.

In other news, I played a wrong note in USO today.

I freakin' love SNL. I don't know how in the world they manage to be so funny.

Here's a pretty good video of a sketch I saw once. It's Penelope in traffic school.

This is a true story.

Tonight at about 9:30 I drove to the school to practice (you WISH you were as cool as me). There was a small backup at the light to cross Tennessee, so I ended up just missing the light. A few seconds after I pulled up to wait for a green light, I noticed a guy in the car next to me leaning out the window and staring at me dreamily.
He motioned for me to open my window, but my window wasn't working at the moment. I tried to tell him through gestures. I think he understood me, and we both shrugged, but he KEPT STARING AT ME. The Tennessee light is an extremely long wait, so it got to be very awkward very quickly. I tried my window again. It opened. Success!
"I just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful." I couldn't decide whether he was drunk or not. He didn't sound drunk, but he was acting the part.
"...okay," I responded.
"No really...you are so beautiful." His friend in the driver's seat laughed. "He's drunk," he said. Seeing as the guy still hadn't stopped staring at me like he'd never seen a woman before, I had to believe it was true.
"No, this isn't me being drunk or anything. I swear, you are really just beautiful. So whatever party you're going to tonight, I want you to go knowing that you are beautiful." I thought that line was very sweet, even coming from an intoxicated stranger.
"Thank you."
"So where's your boyfriend?" I smile and tell him I don't have one.
"I bet he's a great guy," he responds. The driver laughs again.
"Man, you are so beautiful," he says again. Finally (finally! I think) the light turns green and he wished me a good night as we drive our seperate ways.

Did that really just happen? I asked myself as I pulled into the college of music.

Moral of the story:
On a game day in Tallahassee, you never know quite what you're going to get.

I'm having a hard time staying away from competitions this year. They're so enticing, I'm like a moth to the flame...but college auditions are more important, and I want as little extra work/stress as possible next semester. I must stay away.

But I want to compeeeete...

Oh my, God is awesome. Gentle messages when you least expect them, given from a person you would not expect them to come from.

"The only place to fall is into God's hands."

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In other news, guess which story I heard about in lesson today? It involves a certain set of hands changing temperature...

sooo....tired...

OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT

Mark your calendars! My senior recital is scheduled!

Sunday, Novemeber 2
2:00
DRH

Program:
Saint-Saens Romance
Prokofiev Sonata
Bach Sonata Eb major
Clarke Orange Dawn
Barber Summer Music

I want YOU there, no joke.

I made it onto the sub list of the NW Florida Symphony. My first victory!...or something.

I have seen a lot of tv shows/movies lately which contain a similar scene. A man and a woman (not a couple, just two friends or acquaintances) will be talking, and suddenly one of them grabs the other and kisses them. Just out of the blue.

I don't think that happens in real life


(...but sometimes I think about what I would do if it did).

I keep forgetting exactly when my classes are. It's bad.

My Mondays are CRAZY! It's a good thing I live so close to school.

My friend Daniel made a beautiful pictoral interpretation of something I have to tell people at least once a week:

The new facebook?
Two thumbs DOWN.

You guys cannot possibly imagine what a difference it makes not having to carry around heavy books. ESPECIALLY THE NORTON SCORES.

I am weak, and I walk to school, and heavy books make me sad, very sad. But this semester...there are no heavy books to bring to school. My load is light. And I really appreciate that now.

P.S. I know how to roundhouse kick.

Dragonite, hyper beam NOW!!

If you're buying a bike lock, and there is only one left on the shelf and it looks like it's in perfect condition...there's probably a reason that it's the only one left.

Edit: There's also a reason why the cheap deodorant is cheaper than the rest....
(Sorry, aural skills class. Don't judge me because I smell. You would smell too if you were me.)

Things are getting crazy.