Tuesday, May 31, 2005
My junior year, I played the finale (mvt. 4) of a symphony in all-county orchestra. It was Kallinikow's first symphony, and I played the second flute part. I really enjoyed playing the piece, and I enjoyed (and still enjoy) listening to the CD of us playing it (even though it is all-county quality).
Today, I heard the whole symphony on the radio. And all I can say is wow. I had no idea that the piece was so awesome. I couldn't wait for the every note. I actually got chills listening to a recording. A RECORDING! The piece is so exciting, so very Russian. The second movement is absolutely breathtaking. I remember hearing the first couple notes of the second movement, and my heart melting on the spot. How can something be so beautiful? I couldn't help but smile the whole time I was listening. The fourth movement (the one I played) is really awesome because it ties together all the themes of the other movements is such a seamless fashion. I had already been very familiar with the fourth movement, so listening to the whole symphony really helped me make sense of it ("Oh! So THAT'S where that theme came from!")
I have so so so much more appreciation for the piece now. My point is, I knew nothing about the piece from playing the second flute part for a couple days. I liked the piece but I did not love it. I actually had no idea what mysteries were hidden inside those pages. And from listening to the piece once--ONE TIME--I learned all that I confess now.
The moral of the story is that you learn so little about something with a superficial glance. You must see the whole thing to fully appreciate it.
And I'm quite sure that if I heard the piece or played the piece again, I would learn and love it even more.
I'm so glad that I got a chance to hear that. I'm a lucky person.
Today, I heard the whole symphony on the radio. And all I can say is wow. I had no idea that the piece was so awesome. I couldn't wait for the every note. I actually got chills listening to a recording. A RECORDING! The piece is so exciting, so very Russian. The second movement is absolutely breathtaking. I remember hearing the first couple notes of the second movement, and my heart melting on the spot. How can something be so beautiful? I couldn't help but smile the whole time I was listening. The fourth movement (the one I played) is really awesome because it ties together all the themes of the other movements is such a seamless fashion. I had already been very familiar with the fourth movement, so listening to the whole symphony really helped me make sense of it ("Oh! So THAT'S where that theme came from!")
I have so so so much more appreciation for the piece now. My point is, I knew nothing about the piece from playing the second flute part for a couple days. I liked the piece but I did not love it. I actually had no idea what mysteries were hidden inside those pages. And from listening to the piece once--ONE TIME--I learned all that I confess now.
The moral of the story is that you learn so little about something with a superficial glance. You must see the whole thing to fully appreciate it.
And I'm quite sure that if I heard the piece or played the piece again, I would learn and love it even more.
I'm so glad that I got a chance to hear that. I'm a lucky person.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!
It happens over and over and over and over and over and over. And when I think it will stop, it happens again. When is it going to stoooooopppppp??????????????
ANYWAY
Yesterday when I was working (work story oh nooo!) the two other hostesses were talking and blocking me out of their conversation because they don't like me. So I was amusing myself by thinking about random things and playing with the pens. Once I heard a snippet of their conversation and they said something like "two of the kids were twins." And I had the sudden urge to yell out "Like Luke and Leia!" so I yelled it out. And they just ignored me. And because they ignored me, I couldn't stop laughing for a good two minutes. And I think I made them mad because I was laughing.
It's really a wonderful atmosphere, as you can tell.
It happens over and over and over and over and over and over. And when I think it will stop, it happens again. When is it going to stoooooopppppp??????????????
ANYWAY
Yesterday when I was working (work story oh nooo!) the two other hostesses were talking and blocking me out of their conversation because they don't like me. So I was amusing myself by thinking about random things and playing with the pens. Once I heard a snippet of their conversation and they said something like "two of the kids were twins." And I had the sudden urge to yell out "Like Luke and Leia!" so I yelled it out. And they just ignored me. And because they ignored me, I couldn't stop laughing for a good two minutes. And I think I made them mad because I was laughing.
It's really a wonderful atmosphere, as you can tell.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Friday, May 27, 2005
Every time I eat cornbread, I expect to like it, only because I remember liking it before. And I am suprised when I bite into it and find that don't like it. But by the end of the time I am eating it, I say "Hey...that wasn't too bad. Maybe I'll have another."
Last night, I used my Cracker Barrel employee discount, my wal-mart gift certificate, and my regal cinemas gift certificate. IN ONE NIGHT! I am the man. Woah man. Wo man. Woman.
Have you ever thought you knew something about yourself and then proved yourself wrong?
Soooooo...yeah. It's 2:00 at night and I feel trapped. All the past summers I felt so free, at least at night. But not this summer. For some unknown reason, I feel an obligation to go to bed reasonably early.
I know it for sure now: I do have a fear of not getting enough sleep. I think it could be diagnosed. There were so many times in my past that I was so extremely overworked, forced to do things with little sleep, and I may have concluded that tired is the worst feeling in the world. I've experienced it so much in my past, and I've come to hate it. Fear it, even. What can you do well when you're tired? Nothing! (except sleep).
I mean, seriously, if I lose an hour of sleep, I freak out. Most of the time this past year, I went to sleep at exactly 10:00 and woke up at exactly 6:00. If I lost any minutes, I would have to make them up the next day. It's bad. But at least it keeps me healthy. I spose.
Last night, I used my Cracker Barrel employee discount, my wal-mart gift certificate, and my regal cinemas gift certificate. IN ONE NIGHT! I am the man. Woah man. Wo man. Woman.
Have you ever thought you knew something about yourself and then proved yourself wrong?
Soooooo...yeah. It's 2:00 at night and I feel trapped. All the past summers I felt so free, at least at night. But not this summer. For some unknown reason, I feel an obligation to go to bed reasonably early.
I know it for sure now: I do have a fear of not getting enough sleep. I think it could be diagnosed. There were so many times in my past that I was so extremely overworked, forced to do things with little sleep, and I may have concluded that tired is the worst feeling in the world. I've experienced it so much in my past, and I've come to hate it. Fear it, even. What can you do well when you're tired? Nothing! (except sleep).
I mean, seriously, if I lose an hour of sleep, I freak out. Most of the time this past year, I went to sleep at exactly 10:00 and woke up at exactly 6:00. If I lost any minutes, I would have to make them up the next day. It's bad. But at least it keeps me healthy. I spose.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
What they didn't know was that I left early so I could practice...
Well, today I recieved my audition music for FSU fall term. It's really going to be a lot of work to learn all this stuff, not to mention perfecting it for an audition. The challenge has inspired me to work even harder. I've hit the ground running. I am going to be the best.
On that note, you guys can help me! If any of you have a recording of these pieces that I can use/burn/borrow, I would love you forever:
J.S. Bach St. Matthew's Passion
Rimsky-Korsakov Russian Easter Overture
R. Strauss Rosenkavalier
Strawinsky The Firebird Suite
Mozart The Magic Flute (not the overture, but the actual opera)
Smetana Bartered Bride Overture
Tschaikovsky's 4th symphony
Rossini Semiriamis
Also, I don't know why anyone would have flute music but also if you have these pieces:
Haydn Flute Concerto in D
Stamitz Flute Concerto in G
Pergolesi Flute Concerto in G
Gluck Flute Concerto
It would help me a million times over if you could let me borrow a recording of any of these. Or, if you would prefer, show me how to illegally download music off the Internet. After all, if you teach a man to fish...
Thanks!
Well, today I recieved my audition music for FSU fall term. It's really going to be a lot of work to learn all this stuff, not to mention perfecting it for an audition. The challenge has inspired me to work even harder. I've hit the ground running. I am going to be the best.
On that note, you guys can help me! If any of you have a recording of these pieces that I can use/burn/borrow, I would love you forever:
J.S. Bach St. Matthew's Passion
Rimsky-Korsakov Russian Easter Overture
R. Strauss Rosenkavalier
Strawinsky The Firebird Suite
Mozart The Magic Flute (not the overture, but the actual opera)
Smetana Bartered Bride Overture
Tschaikovsky's 4th symphony
Rossini Semiriamis
Also, I don't know why anyone would have flute music but also if you have these pieces:
Haydn Flute Concerto in D
Stamitz Flute Concerto in G
Pergolesi Flute Concerto in G
Gluck Flute Concerto
It would help me a million times over if you could let me borrow a recording of any of these. Or, if you would prefer, show me how to illegally download music off the Internet. After all, if you teach a man to fish...
Thanks!
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Okay so here's the deal:
Cincinnati Conservatory wants to take me off the waiting list and accept me. To actually be offered admission into the school, I have to be sure that I will accept the offer, and that means free of any obligations from any other school. Basically, I would have to put FSU behind me and blindly choose Cincinnati. The only problem with that is that I need to know what kind of money I would be looking at to go to Cincinnati (I always said that $5,000 a year is the highest amount of loan I'm willing to take out except for possibly Juilliard).
SO
My mom calls the financial aid dept. to find out what our estimated financial aid is going to be. We wait a week for a response, and this is what they send:
Per Connie Williams request, I am following up with you regarding Ashley's aid application. Her FAFSA was received; however, we are unable to process her application because her admission status is pending. Once she is offered admission by her college office, we can review her FAFSA and determine what types of financial aid we can award her. Per your voice mail to Connie, it appears you have been speaking with Paul Hilner. I would again suggest speaking with him to ensure Ashley has done everything needed for CCM to determine her admission.
Obviously, this doesn't help. We send another email saying:
Would it be possible for me to speak with someone? Ashley will be offered admission only if we withdrew from another university. We can't do that unless we have some idea what financial assistance would be offered through CCM. Paul Hillner had spoke with Connie Williams last week. Ashley is very interested in attending CCM. Thank you for your time.
We get this reponse back:
Unfortunately there is nothing we can do unless CCM at least offers her admission. You would want to work with their office in an effort to at least be offered admission.
So it seems we've hit an impasse: I can't be sure that I will accept until they give a financial aid estimate, and they can't give a financial aid estimate until I am sure that I will accept.
So, sadly, my dreams of attending Cincinnati left today when we called and said that we couldn't accept the offer. Oh well. There's always the possibility of transfer next year or sophomore year.
Cincinnati Conservatory wants to take me off the waiting list and accept me. To actually be offered admission into the school, I have to be sure that I will accept the offer, and that means free of any obligations from any other school. Basically, I would have to put FSU behind me and blindly choose Cincinnati. The only problem with that is that I need to know what kind of money I would be looking at to go to Cincinnati (I always said that $5,000 a year is the highest amount of loan I'm willing to take out except for possibly Juilliard).
SO
My mom calls the financial aid dept. to find out what our estimated financial aid is going to be. We wait a week for a response, and this is what they send:
Per Connie Williams request, I am following up with you regarding Ashley's aid application. Her FAFSA was received; however, we are unable to process her application because her admission status is pending. Once she is offered admission by her college office, we can review her FAFSA and determine what types of financial aid we can award her. Per your voice mail to Connie, it appears you have been speaking with Paul Hilner. I would again suggest speaking with him to ensure Ashley has done everything needed for CCM to determine her admission.
Obviously, this doesn't help. We send another email saying:
Would it be possible for me to speak with someone? Ashley will be offered admission only if we withdrew from another university. We can't do that unless we have some idea what financial assistance would be offered through CCM. Paul Hillner had spoke with Connie Williams last week. Ashley is very interested in attending CCM. Thank you for your time.
We get this reponse back:
Unfortunately there is nothing we can do unless CCM at least offers her admission. You would want to work with their office in an effort to at least be offered admission.
So it seems we've hit an impasse: I can't be sure that I will accept until they give a financial aid estimate, and they can't give a financial aid estimate until I am sure that I will accept.
So, sadly, my dreams of attending Cincinnati left today when we called and said that we couldn't accept the offer. Oh well. There's always the possibility of transfer next year or sophomore year.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Is there no way out of this situation?
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I am SO practicing flute all night.
Tonight I worked with Kristen and Tony, who is in band at AHS. Kristen bragged to him about my flute stuff (I pretended I couldn't hear her). It makes you feel so good when someone brags about you. That made my day.
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I am SO practicing flute all night.
Tonight I worked with Kristen and Tony, who is in band at AHS. Kristen bragged to him about my flute stuff (I pretended I couldn't hear her). It makes you feel so good when someone brags about you. That made my day.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Sunday, May 22, 2005
HEY.
Graduation is over and project grad was a blast. I did lots of things, like the catching bills in the box of flying money, dancing, playing amercian gladiator, boxing with giant gloves, rock climbing, bungee jumping, eating food, beating chris at the marine obstacle course, playing volleyball, playing poker, giving and recieveing back massages, and wandering around like I was lost. YAY! I was all very fun and I'm glad I went. I just can't believe that it was all free.
Afterwards I was tired and saying things really loud and getting confused easily. That was fun too.
But something bothered me after a while and I couldn't be quite comfortable after that.
This summer is going to be so sweet I can't even imagine.
Graduation is over and project grad was a blast. I did lots of things, like the catching bills in the box of flying money, dancing, playing amercian gladiator, boxing with giant gloves, rock climbing, bungee jumping, eating food, beating chris at the marine obstacle course, playing volleyball, playing poker, giving and recieveing back massages, and wandering around like I was lost. YAY! I was all very fun and I'm glad I went. I just can't believe that it was all free.
Afterwards I was tired and saying things really loud and getting confused easily. That was fun too.
But something bothered me after a while and I couldn't be quite comfortable after that.
This summer is going to be so sweet I can't even imagine.
Friday, May 20, 2005
My thoughts during senior time today:
Senior parking: "SOMEONE TOOK MY PARKING SPACE!"
Senior breakfast: "That lady sure is annoying."
Senior video: "Hey, they only showed one of the seven pictures I submitted."
Senior march: "Wow, I wish people didn't exist."
Graduation practice: "A nice ice bath would feel good about now."
BUT
Today still rocked and you know why? Because it signifys that I am about to leave high school.
Goodbye, high school.
Today is my dad's birthday. My mom got him tickets (for him and her) for two Yankees vs. Red Sox games held in Yankee stadium. She also got plane tickets so they could fly up there. She was soo excited about the tickets, she said it was the best gift idea she's ever had. And today when my dad opened the gift, it made me smile ear to ear seeing his reaction.
"Yankees vs. Red Sox," he said excitedly, "it doesn't get any better than that!"
And all the while he was watching baseball on t.v. on the baseball network he bought.
About an hour later, at 10:30 at night, my grandfather (my dad's dad) called to wish my dad a happy birthday and to ask him if he was watching the Yankees game.
I love my dad.
I have 76 of a kind.
Senior parking: "SOMEONE TOOK MY PARKING SPACE!"
Senior breakfast: "That lady sure is annoying."
Senior video: "Hey, they only showed one of the seven pictures I submitted."
Senior march: "Wow, I wish people didn't exist."
Graduation practice: "A nice ice bath would feel good about now."
BUT
Today still rocked and you know why? Because it signifys that I am about to leave high school.
Goodbye, high school.
Today is my dad's birthday. My mom got him tickets (for him and her) for two Yankees vs. Red Sox games held in Yankee stadium. She also got plane tickets so they could fly up there. She was soo excited about the tickets, she said it was the best gift idea she's ever had. And today when my dad opened the gift, it made me smile ear to ear seeing his reaction.
"Yankees vs. Red Sox," he said excitedly, "it doesn't get any better than that!"
And all the while he was watching baseball on t.v. on the baseball network he bought.
About an hour later, at 10:30 at night, my grandfather (my dad's dad) called to wish my dad a happy birthday and to ask him if he was watching the Yankees game.
I love my dad.
I have 76 of a kind.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
I walked through the bandroom after the banquet today and noted all the familiar sights: the broken stands, the dusty trophy case, the untidy office, the aged percussion instruments, the pathetic practice rooms.
And I finally realized once and for all: this is it. No more THS band. I no longer belong in the bandroom. My second home for four years is no longer a home to me.
And I finally realized how much I do love it all, the crazy band program of ours, flaws and all.
I am going to miss THS band.
When I was at Interlochen, one of the things that hit me the hardest was the lack of familiarity. I sometimes missed random objects from home, like our grill, our sliding glass door, or my bed. I wished so hard that I could see them, be there. I wished, I realize now, only because I could not see them or be there.
I also missed the THS band. At the risk of sounding corny, the THS band is a family. We certainly quarrel like a family. But I know every face that walks in that bandroom. And it's warm and friendly and I don't have to worry when I'm there.
This is not true of..well..anywhere else. Except my real home, of course. But it's going to take me a while to feel quite the same about anywhere else as I do with THS band.
What I'm really trying to say is...I'm finally sad that I'm leaving.
Waaah.
And I finally realized once and for all: this is it. No more THS band. I no longer belong in the bandroom. My second home for four years is no longer a home to me.
And I finally realized how much I do love it all, the crazy band program of ours, flaws and all.
I am going to miss THS band.
When I was at Interlochen, one of the things that hit me the hardest was the lack of familiarity. I sometimes missed random objects from home, like our grill, our sliding glass door, or my bed. I wished so hard that I could see them, be there. I wished, I realize now, only because I could not see them or be there.
I also missed the THS band. At the risk of sounding corny, the THS band is a family. We certainly quarrel like a family. But I know every face that walks in that bandroom. And it's warm and friendly and I don't have to worry when I'm there.
This is not true of..well..anywhere else. Except my real home, of course. But it's going to take me a while to feel quite the same about anywhere else as I do with THS band.
What I'm really trying to say is...I'm finally sad that I'm leaving.
Waaah.
Today I:
Rehearsed for a skit
Listened to "Peter and the Wolf"
Played many duets
Laughed until my stomach hurt and tears were streaming down my face
Ate free food
Climbed a tree
Played tag
Climbed the same tree even higher
Played some friend's compositions
Took one of those pictures where everyone is on the ground in a circle with heads touching
Ate an award winning browine
AND BASICALLY
felt free
Rehearsed for a skit
Listened to "Peter and the Wolf"
Played many duets
Laughed until my stomach hurt and tears were streaming down my face
Ate free food
Climbed a tree
Played tag
Climbed the same tree even higher
Played some friend's compositions
Took one of those pictures where everyone is on the ground in a circle with heads touching
Ate an award winning browine
AND BASICALLY
felt free
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Being a senior isn't as easy
as some underclassmen may think
The endless toil of senioritis
Wears us down (wink wink)
The classes are either too easy
or too undeniably hard
And then the teachers abuse every moment
Every time we let down our guard
Being a role model is quite tough
There's no mistaking that fact
Everyone always watching you closely
what you wear and how you act
Skipping class is such a hassle
The beach is hardly even
Worth the scrutiny we recieve
When we tell them all "I'm leavin'"
Graduation is not fun in the least
I've been to three (I should know)
Two hours of names and names some more
Maybe I'll be a no show
In the end, though, all the work pays off
For the day we leave forever
High school will be a memory now
When will I return? Never!
as some underclassmen may think
The endless toil of senioritis
Wears us down (wink wink)
The classes are either too easy
or too undeniably hard
And then the teachers abuse every moment
Every time we let down our guard
Being a role model is quite tough
There's no mistaking that fact
Everyone always watching you closely
what you wear and how you act
Skipping class is such a hassle
The beach is hardly even
Worth the scrutiny we recieve
When we tell them all "I'm leavin'"
Graduation is not fun in the least
I've been to three (I should know)
Two hours of names and names some more
Maybe I'll be a no show
In the end, though, all the work pays off
For the day we leave forever
High school will be a memory now
When will I return? Never!
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Last THS concert ever...yeah.
I made my world premier at this concert. Oh yeah. Someday I'll make the THS orchestra famous because it's the first orchestra I ever played a concerto with.
I'm so glad that Alyssa and Katie are awesome. If they weren't, I would go crazy. I'm really lucky that ever since I have been at THS, the flute section has made upward growth. It's gotten better every single year, and right now it's better than it's ever going to be...ever again, probably.
What I'm trying to say is that my flute secion is good and I'm lucky for it.
I don't think Alyssa reads this, but thank you, Alyssa, for playing the double concerto (and everything) so well. You keep me sane in this crazy high school music program.
I made my world premier at this concert. Oh yeah. Someday I'll make the THS orchestra famous because it's the first orchestra I ever played a concerto with.
I'm so glad that Alyssa and Katie are awesome. If they weren't, I would go crazy. I'm really lucky that ever since I have been at THS, the flute section has made upward growth. It's gotten better every single year, and right now it's better than it's ever going to be...ever again, probably.
What I'm trying to say is that my flute secion is good and I'm lucky for it.
I don't think Alyssa reads this, but thank you, Alyssa, for playing the double concerto (and everything) so well. You keep me sane in this crazy high school music program.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
I have to write a composition for my music theory final. I think I'm going to arrange variations of "The Irish Washerwoman" for tuba, trombone, and two flutes (our instrumentation is limited to what we have in class). Think that sounds bad? Some people in my class are planning to write for like 10 random instruments...and use original compositions. I can't wait to hear them.
Monday, May 09, 2005
Music theory test today. It was allright. I think I did well enough to pass. Even if you pretend to be interested, you really don't want to know the details about it, so I will not tell you.
Prom was a couple days ago, I think. I was fun. We got there two hours late because we hung around Waterford for so long. We even went to Target all dressed up. It was awesome because everybody stared at us for extended periods of time.
The dance was okay. Nobody wanted to stupid dance with me, which was dumb. And then everbody formed a giant circle with people break dancing in the middle, but the circle was so thick and tall that I couldn't see even the highest head on anyone's hair in the middle. So that was dumb.
Otherwise, it was fun. I acted like myself and got a lot of people to laugh. Everybody is willing to laugh, nobody is willing to join me. They're all embarassed. I missed having the perfect date who goes along with every stupid thing I think up.
And then at my house we ate breakfast and watched The Princess Bride and I remembered why it was so awesome in my mind.
There's a hostess at Cracker Barrel who really hates me. Seriously. I'm not used to people hating me. I'm not sure what I should do about it.
I REALLY need to practice. I played for 15 minutes the whole weekend. Boo.
Prom was a couple days ago, I think. I was fun. We got there two hours late because we hung around Waterford for so long. We even went to Target all dressed up. It was awesome because everybody stared at us for extended periods of time.
The dance was okay. Nobody wanted to stupid dance with me, which was dumb. And then everbody formed a giant circle with people break dancing in the middle, but the circle was so thick and tall that I couldn't see even the highest head on anyone's hair in the middle. So that was dumb.
Otherwise, it was fun. I acted like myself and got a lot of people to laugh. Everybody is willing to laugh, nobody is willing to join me. They're all embarassed. I missed having the perfect date who goes along with every stupid thing I think up.
And then at my house we ate breakfast and watched The Princess Bride and I remembered why it was so awesome in my mind.
There's a hostess at Cracker Barrel who really hates me. Seriously. I'm not used to people hating me. I'm not sure what I should do about it.
I REALLY need to practice. I played for 15 minutes the whole weekend. Boo.
Sunday, May 08, 2005
Lately, I've had these reoccurring dreams about flying. For some reason, they're usually set in the THS parking lot. I'll just jump up, point my hands to the sky, and be able to fly. And nobody else around me will be able to fly; I'm the only one. And I can float above the world, soar across Titusville, fly away from all my problems...
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Friday, May 06, 2005
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Well well well what have we here?
The AP music theory test is in 3 days, guess what we did in music theory yesterday. If you answered play basketball, then you would be correct.
When I was at grad bash:
It was really late: probably around 1:00 AM, and we decided that we wanted to go on the Hulk. We were all REALLY tired. I mean, seriously. So I don't know why, but I dared everyone to try to fall asleep on the ride. I don't know, you do stupid things when you're tired. And so when we got on the ride, I tried to fall asleep. Of course, it didn't work, but it was very interesting trying. I just rested my head against the headrest and completely relaxed my whole body. Like trying to fall asleep. Every jolt in the ride felt completely normal. I flowed with every turn. When it went upside down, I just lifted out of my seat, completely relaxed, like I was flying. I don't think I could reproduce that feeling. I was pretty dang tired. But it was awesome.
IN OTHER NEWS
My managers really don't have a very good sense of humor. You'll make a joke, and they'll just stare at you. It's crazy.
The AP music theory test is in 3 days, guess what we did in music theory yesterday. If you answered play basketball, then you would be correct.
When I was at grad bash:
It was really late: probably around 1:00 AM, and we decided that we wanted to go on the Hulk. We were all REALLY tired. I mean, seriously. So I don't know why, but I dared everyone to try to fall asleep on the ride. I don't know, you do stupid things when you're tired. And so when we got on the ride, I tried to fall asleep. Of course, it didn't work, but it was very interesting trying. I just rested my head against the headrest and completely relaxed my whole body. Like trying to fall asleep. Every jolt in the ride felt completely normal. I flowed with every turn. When it went upside down, I just lifted out of my seat, completely relaxed, like I was flying. I don't think I could reproduce that feeling. I was pretty dang tired. But it was awesome.
IN OTHER NEWS
My managers really don't have a very good sense of humor. You'll make a joke, and they'll just stare at you. It's crazy.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Ya know what I just realized? I don't think I like Christian music (keep reading, I have a rational explanation..I think). It's like taking pop songs and putting praise etc. lyrics in, right? Pop songs are one of the the lowest forms of music in my mind. It's doesn't seem good enough for God. But then what does?
I don't know. It may be okay for others, but it just doesn't sit well with me. I need hymns, traditional praise songs. Not teeny bopper beats. It just doesn't seem right. Maybe it has to do with the music I have been brought up with in church.
ANYWAY
More work to do.
It's one thing after another...
And I still haven't watched my video :(
I don't know. It may be okay for others, but it just doesn't sit well with me. I need hymns, traditional praise songs. Not teeny bopper beats. It just doesn't seem right. Maybe it has to do with the music I have been brought up with in church.
ANYWAY
More work to do.
It's one thing after another...
And I still haven't watched my video :(
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
All work no play.
Not even play flute. :(
I can't wait until the summer and the beach.
It's gonna be the best.
In the meantime, I will work work work endlessly until it kills me. Or until summer arrives. Whichever comes first. I've had play in my past, I suppose this work is well deserved.
But seriously...I haven't even had time to watch the video of my recital. And that's just sad.
:(
Not even play flute. :(
I can't wait until the summer and the beach.
It's gonna be the best.
In the meantime, I will work work work endlessly until it kills me. Or until summer arrives. Whichever comes first. I've had play in my past, I suppose this work is well deserved.
But seriously...I haven't even had time to watch the video of my recital. And that's just sad.
:(
