UNDERGRADUATE FLUTE PERFORMANCE RECITAL
Theme: Classical concertos
Tuesday, Nov 1
8:00 PM
DRH

I'm playing first, so be there on time!

Please help us...Sarah and her friend need some prayers.

I finally had time to practice correctly today, and it was wonderful.

So my parents are here this weekend, and they took me to a football game that I didn't want to go to.
Big suprise.

Lots of people at football games dress and act crazy. But I was totally suprised today when I stared into the crowd once to see a guy dressed in in the full uniform of Burger King's king from the commercials. It was almost scary seeing that guy. I thought I was hallucinating.
A few minutes later, the football teams took a time out, and suddenly I see someone running wildly across the field, arms flailing. And then I realize who it is...it's the king!
He ran past the conferencing football teams. He ran past the refrees. Nobody stopped him or even seemed to notice that he was running like a maniac across the stadium. I think most people thought he was supposed to be there, but I knew better. I had seen him in the crowd.
When he sees the police, he quickly changes his direction and attempts to jump from the field into the crowd. His attempt is unsuccessful, and the police are gaining on him. He jumps again, and this time the fans pull him up like he's a hero, just before the police reach him. He runs through the tunnel, and nobody knows what happened to him after that. The staduim is roaring with laughter at this point. The police just sort of stand there, dumbfounded.

For comedy's sake, I hope he got away.

I've decided that I don't like Neil Young.
Or is it Neal Young?

When I eat too much sugar, I feel like my body has poison in it. Not that I know what a body with poison in it feels like. I'm just guessing. But I can feel the effect of sugar inside me. It's crazy. I want it out of me. Get it out!

I think we all need a certain amount of time that has to be used for social life or else we go crazy. Usually, I don't fufill my required time for social life. I sort of push it to the side. Right now, though, I have gone overboard. Too much play, not enough work.

Dang it. I NEED TO PRACTICE.

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Homecoming Symphonic Band concert tonight
7:30-8:30 PM
Opperman Music Hall

(I won't push you to go, since we've only had two weeks and five rehearsals to work on the music and as Dr. Dunnigan concisely stated, "It won't be quite ready. But it's still going to be symphonic band, so ya know.)

I'm a bad person because I refused to go to go see some jazz with a friend. I said I had to write a paper (which I did), but I ended up partying (aka acting stupid) in my dorm room the whole night.
I'm sorry, Jose.

Why am I so afraid to do anything?

I haven't practiced in three days because I've been using every ounce of spare time I have to study for the nutrition test.

Wow, I need to practice.


I got a 90 on the test, by the way.

monosaccharides
disaccharides
polysaccharides
oligosaccharides
galactose
fructose
sorbitol
maltose
sucrose
lactose
insoluble fiber
viscous fiber
glucagon
gluconeogenesis
ketosis
homeostasis
hypoglycemia
hyperglycemia
epinephrine/norepinephrine
coritsol
glycemic index
glycemia load
lactose maldigestion
mannitol
xyloitol
saccharin
sucralose
aspartame
neotame
acesulfame-K
fatty acid
saturated fat
unsaturated fat
polyunsaturated fat
monounsaturated fat
essential fatty acid
omega-3 fatty acid
linolenic acid
omega-6 fatty acid
linoleic fatty acid
eicosanoids
triglycerides
hydrogenation
rancidity
trans fatty acids
phospholipids
emulsification
sterol
cholesterol
bile acids
hydrophilic
hydrophobic
lecithin
lipoprotien
low density lipoprotien
very low density lipoprotien
high density lipoprotien
chylomicron
receptor pathway
scavenger pathway
antioxidant
atheroscerosis
Z-trim
Dairy-Lo
Olestra
amino acid
histidine
isoleucine
leucine
methionine
phenylalanine
theronine
tryptophan
valine
alanine
arginine
aspargine
aspartic acid
cystine
glutamic acid
glutamine
glycine
proline
serine
tyrosine
transamination
deaminatin
peptide bond
alpha bond
beta bond
dipeptide
polypeptide
tripeptide
oligopeptide
denaturation
urea
complete protiens
kwashiorkor
marasmus
lignins
cellulose
hemicellulose
pectin
gum
mucilage
glucose

No, Ashley. Bad.

So we start once again...

Who owned that etude in class today?
I owned that etude in class today.
I am the etude mastahhh!

This is the best of all possible worlds.
-Candide

I have had a hard time convincing people that whatever happens is for the best. They find it difficult to believe. There's so much bad in this world. So much pain in our lives. How can it be for the best?

Well, there's a very simple answer to that. God loves us.

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I have had pain before. I no longer have to deal with that pain.

It's funny. My teacher is so amazing. She knows me so very well. I don't tell her about anything, she just seems to know. Like before I auditioned for her school, she somehow knew that I was ambitious and that my desire was to get into a top-rated conservatory. I didn't tell her this. She just knew it.

At my lesson yesterday, she encouraged me to get mad, to become frustrated. And to let the emotions out! To scream, to get a stress ball and throw it around, to stomp up and down the stairs. Don't let it build up. Right now is the time to release my emotions from my old life. And trust me, there were many emotions that I have let build up from before. After that task is finished, I can release emotions as soon as I feel them. No more buildup. No more pain.

How does she know?

It's no use...I'm going to fail this nutrition test.
:(
Every class I have fits perfectly into my schedule, but I never seem to have time to study for nurtition. It's been closed off from any priority. Darn you, nutrition class!

On a happier note, I went to the diner with some flutie pals and had some really good cheeseburger with my conversation.
I ate almost all of it, too (the cheeseburger, not the conversation), though I hardly touched the fries.

I've lost a pund since I've been at FSU.

Man, these posts are just getting worse and worse. Maybe I don't think about things anymore, so I'm forced to post the mundane events in my life. I mean, a really good cheesebuger? Come on, Ash.

Brain: You should be studying right now.
Me: Shut up, brain.
Brain: You haven't practiced today.
Me: I told you to shut up.
Brain: If I shut up, then you would die.
Me: Well, then...leave me alone.
Brain: You'd die.
Me: Stop talking to me.
Brain: You really don't want that. I promise.
Me: Fine. Stop being annoying.
Brain: Define annoying.
Me: You're the brain. You define annoying.
Brain: No.
Me: I hate you.
Brain: You're just mad because...well....you know.
Me: I don't know what you're talking about
Brain: You know...everything that Heart has been yappin about lately.
Me: Brain, that's none of your business.
Brain: Haha...so that IS it, isn't it?
Me: Brain, leave me alone!
Brain: Whatever, Ashley. I know what's really wrong. And you have Heart to blame for it.
Me: Really, Brain...just go. Go away.
Brain: Fine. I can see when I'm not wanted. But don't come crying to me when you need information for your next test.

Well, it's been two weeks and my skin is still peeling.

Goodbye, Titusville.
More like STUPIDville.

Why aren't you publishing my posts, blogger?

I saw Elizabethtown tonight.
I would recommend it to any Orlando Bloom fan.

A Pride and Prejudice movie is coming out. I'm excited, even though it looks like it's not going to be as awesome as the book nor the old series. Whatev.

IN OTHER NEWS:
Cold Stone brought cake batter back!

I saw Titusville for the very first time today.

I am going to relax this weekend!

Abráceme

"The measure you give will be the measure you get back."

It Can Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done
But he, with a chuckle replied
That maybe it couldn't, but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried
So he buckled right in, with the trace of a grin
on his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done--and he did it.

Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least, no one has ever done it."
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it,
With a lift of the chin, and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit;
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done--and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it can't be done;
There are thousands to phrophesy failure;
There are thousands to enumerate, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you;
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing
That can not be done--and you'll do it.

-Edgar A. Guest

I can't stop laughing!

We got a new piece in band, and it's my toughest large ensemble challenge thus far. So many high Ds and D flats!

Challenges make me happy.
Life is good.

After all this time, Pergolesi is still a good guy.

I like saying to people "Well, I just covered my omega 3 fatty acids for the week."

I still can't get over the brownies. What a laugh!

Note to self: Don't eat brownies at college parties.
Also, buy milk.

Ya know, it's just not cool when someone calls you on a Sunday morning at 8:30 with the sole intention of waking you up.

Oh my gosh. Something needs to be done.

Jenna: Where'd Josh go?
Me: I ate him

Emily would be proud.

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In case anyone was wondering, Freddy Krueger turned out to be disease. And he attacks people when they have AIDS. The end.

Dear Ashley,
It's all going to be okay. Things tend to work out.
Love,
Ashley

Is Freddy Krueger a communist government, Hitler, the devil, or disease?
That's what I will decide shortly after 1:00 today.

To high schoolers: When people tell you that they never have spare time in college, don't believe them. I have more free time now than I have ever had in high school. Ever.

I hate myself when I waste all that spare time. Like right now.

Term paper?

Boys aren't zen.

Some girls from the Catholic Student Union stopped by my dorm room, just to see how I was doing. How nice.

I MISS YOU.

I had a dream that I was in an unknown class, and the teacher asked everybody to answer the question "why?" We went around the room giving our answers, but she said that I was the only one who had answered correctly. I had answered, "why not?"

[True story!]

"Prepare to be disillusioned."

I just played my very first concert at FSU...with symphonic band! I love that band! Man!
Our conductor was crying at the last cutoff. I was grinning like an idiot.

I don't know about anyone else, but I still have THS band in my ear, and compared to that, symphonic band is pretty much the best I could imagine. Right now, I am a very, very happy person.

CRAP
The Yankees lost.
Well, at least Boston won't win this year.

Everyone who is cool is going to the symphonic band concert tonight at 8:00 in opperman music hall. Believe me, you won't regret it.
Be there or be square, yo.

These next few days are going to be very busy.

It's very painful to wear a backpack when you have a severe sunburn on your shoulders and back.

London?

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I think that sometimes we forget to turn the other cheek, to give to all who beg of us, to do to others as we would have them do to us, to forgive, to not withold even our shirt from the one who takes away our coat. We forget, even, that's it's our duty as Christians.
"But doing this will not be beneficial to me!"

It's just not logical to give to those who take from you. After all, you can't let yourself be walked over, right?

Well, friend, there are times when you just have to ask yourself, "What would Jesus do?" Many times I ask that to myself, and I realize that I am acting not in a very Jesus-like fashion. It's so hard to place him in the modern world! But you know what is right and what is wrong; what is kind and loving, what is mean and hateful.
Yes, I agree, if we are living for this world, it's not logical to give to those who don't give to us. But if we are not living for this world, and rather, we are living with eternity in mind, it's quite beneficial to give everything we can to all: even to those from whom we will recieve nothing in return. For those who have nothing have everything in God's sight: the first shall be last, and the last shall be first.

Well, that would explain why he doesn't talk to me anymore.

Man.

My sunburn hurts a lot. Ouch.

I am extremely, extremely sunburnt right now.

Mommy and daddy are coming this weekend! And Erin! Yay!

Today is awesome. My recording is over, I have a lesson, I have a quintet rehearsal, there's a UPO concert, and I'm going to have a good dinner. Woo! TGIF!

My alarm went off at 10:25 today.
I turned it off.
I feel asleep.
I woke up at 10:56.
"Oh my gosh!" I said, "I have a class in five minutes!"
I jumped out of bed.
I changed,
went to the bathroom,
and grabbed a cereal bar and bottle of water.
I ran out the door.
I dashed across campus while eating.
I arrive at class just as lecture was starting.
I woke up at 10:56 and make it to class by 11:01.
Yes, I know I am awesome.


Recording today ahhh!

I'm pretty sure that I'm never going to have a boyfriend ever again because I don't use AIM.

Oh well. The Yankees won their first playoff game, and Frank Martin has entrusted me with an important duty. Who cares about boyfriends?

Stahl comes from a german word meaning "steel" or "armor." This is awesome, because I can say,
"I am Ashley Stahl, woman of steel."

Nutrition sez:
Low carb diets=bad

I am a strong believer in these two things (which incidentally go hand-in-hand with each other):

1) Things tend to work out
2) Everything happens for a reason

There's no need to worry. It's all for the best, whatever it is. Just trust God.

WW Quintet!

Bad apples usually don't look bad from the outside. I have bitten into several bad apples in my life, and I never seem to notice at first that they taste really bad. After all it, they look like good apples. Even if I do notice, I always assume that it was just that bite that was bad. Apples can have spots of bad also.
I usually continue eating the bad apple, knowing that the taste in my mouth is really bad, but trying to ignore that fact. Eventually, I will say something like "This apple tastes really bad." I'll take another bite just for good measure. Then I will finally give up on it, and throw it out.

I wish I would notice faster when I am eating a bad apple.

I really don't enjoy staying up late and getting up late the next day. But it always seems to happen anyway.
It's a good thing there's a mass at 6 pm.

This is going to be a great converstaion starter:
"So...the Yankees beat the Red Sox."

Last night, I stayed up till 7 in the morning with my suitemate and some of her friends. We didn't do anything particular--we spent most of our time playing cards, watching stupid cartoons on the computer, prank calling people with the Arnold sound board, and being bored. I didn't have any valid reason to stay up till 7, so why did I do it? Because I can. There's no other reason.

I slept till three in the afternoon today. It's almost eight now, and it seems much, much too early to be dark already.