This is Ashers cool thing where you use song titles to answer the questions. This one is The Who and The Guess Who. Because I'm stupid.
01. Are you male or female?: I'm a boy
02. Describe yourself: American Woman
03. How do some people feel about you?: Dancin' Fool
04. How do you feel about yourself?: Shakin' all Over
05. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: Heartbroken Bopper (?)
06. Where would you rather be?: Magic Bus
07. Describe what you want to be: Laughing
08. Describe how you live: Anyway, Anyhow, Anywhere
09. Describe how you love: I Can't Explain
10. Share a few words of wisdom: Follow Your Daughter Home and/or Hang on to Your Life and/or Share the Land and/or Clap for the Wolfman
Wow that was fun!
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
Monday, December 29, 2003
Ok I lied I can read now but I really didn't think I would be able to by now. It's 12:34 at night (and I feel all right!). Yup, my day was very exciting. I went shopping with me mum and got two new shirts and three new CDs with some returns and some gift cards. It's all good. Then I went to get an eye exam and the fun starts. Man they said the eyedrops werent gonna do anything but they apparently turned my brain off and I fainted. I don't know what happened but I remember waking up and not knowing where it was. My head hurt a lot and my whole body felt very wierd, not in a good way. My brain slowly put the pieces of the puzzle back together and I remembered I was in the doctors office getting my eyes checked. The doctor freaked out a little and kept making stupid jokes like "I'm the first man you have fainted in the arms of" and he kept rambling about how good the juice there was. Then he put some other eye drops in and they burned my eyes like ngjenjkfndnf too and he kept saying "your eyes are numb, they shouldnt hurt" like he didnt believe me or something. I contorting my face in pain and he said I had a very sour look on my face. What a dork. And indeed I am getting glasses, and theyre gonna look stupid. I hold a general opinion that all people look better without glasses. But if I can see better, than so be it. Then I came home and played mario party with ribiki and crag. Yup it was a very exciting day.
CDs: Riverdance (!!!!!), Dido (Life for Rent I think its called), and Debussy (Prelude to Afternoon of the Faun, Le Mer, En Bateau, and Images for Orchestra). But Riverdance is my favorite. I think everyone should listen to it.
CDs: Riverdance (!!!!!), Dido (Life for Rent I think its called), and Debussy (Prelude to Afternoon of the Faun, Le Mer, En Bateau, and Images for Orchestra). But Riverdance is my favorite. I think everyone should listen to it.
If there are any really bad errors in this post its because I cannot read a word of what I wrote. I went shopping today and got a lot of cool stuff, invluding the Riverdance CD! Ive wanted that for a very long time and it makes me very happy that I finally got it. After that, I went to get my eyes checked because Im having a bit of trouble reading, especially music, from far away. They put eyedrops in my eyes and I fainted. Its because I have never hotten eyedrops before and never gainted before. I dont know what the problem was, but my head hurt a really lot when I woke up. Anyway, I have some very minor eye problems and I'm going to get glasses. It should be weird. The problems were so minor that I wasnt even a candidate to get contats. Anyway, they dialated my eyes so now I cant read anything for another 15 ro 33 hours. Whatev. At least I can listen to my new riverdance CD.
Sunday, December 28, 2003
I forgot all about this till I read Eric's blog today:
"As most of you now well know, cookie dough and microwaves were not meant for each other...throw a little styrofoam into the mix and you've got yourself a death trap."
Yup. After a night concert once, everyone was getting ready for bed back at their dorms. The fire alarm went off, but for some reason the fire alarm can only be heard on the first floor. Rebecca and me were on the third floor, so of course we didn't hear it. Our counselor suddenly comes running down the hall telling everyone to go outside. I was in the shower at the time, so Rebecca yells at me to get out, and hurry and she was leaving. Not even knowing what was going on, I raced to get clothed properly and put some shoes on. I ran down the hall, soap suds still in my ears. Once outside, we had to group with our cabins. It was pretty funny: half the camp was still in formal concert attire, and half the camp was in PJs. Soon we learned why the fire alarm went off: one of the younger campers (going into 6th or 7th grade I believe) who also happens to be a flute player tried for some unknown reason to put cookie dough in the microwave still in its syrafoam package. Well, we all know how that might end up, and it was pretty much the joke of the rest of the camp. They hit it hard at the talent show, but it was cool because he was the type of guy who could laugh at himself. I don't think they opened microwave usage up for a while after that (Luckily me and Rebecca had an illegal one in our room).
Haha everyone should go to Cannon and make memories like this. There are countless stories just like this one, just as funny or sweet and just as memorable. I hope I never forget.
But you know, a good memory is not always pleasant to have. Remembering good things can be bittersweet, remembering bad things is just unhappy. There are some times in my life when I thought I was happy and stable but when I look back it was really nothing like I thought. Sometimes I can be with the people I love and still be hopelessly alone, but I don't realize it till its too late. Ah but such is life. Some things are so blinding....
But no no I don't want to go into thinking mode tonight, I want to tell the funny Cannon story. For now I'll just try to take things one step at a time. You know, its much simpler that way.
I look back and see all the perspective changes I have taken over the years, all the ways my mind and personality have morphed and I have become the person I am today. And I wonder: was it all for good? Did it make me a better person? Some things I used to care about immensely I care nothing for now, and some things I didn't care for before have become very dear to me. Tough things have become easy, and easy things have become tough. In essence, I have turned my life completely around, and I really dont know how or when or why, only that I look back a few years and I am not the same as I used to be. You may not notice it, but you are not living with me every moment of my life like I am. I realize change is a part of growing up, but becoming a different person entirely? Is that normal? Oh well. I yam what I yam.
Ya good thing I didn't go into thinking mode. Bah.
"As most of you now well know, cookie dough and microwaves were not meant for each other...throw a little styrofoam into the mix and you've got yourself a death trap."
Yup. After a night concert once, everyone was getting ready for bed back at their dorms. The fire alarm went off, but for some reason the fire alarm can only be heard on the first floor. Rebecca and me were on the third floor, so of course we didn't hear it. Our counselor suddenly comes running down the hall telling everyone to go outside. I was in the shower at the time, so Rebecca yells at me to get out, and hurry and she was leaving. Not even knowing what was going on, I raced to get clothed properly and put some shoes on. I ran down the hall, soap suds still in my ears. Once outside, we had to group with our cabins. It was pretty funny: half the camp was still in formal concert attire, and half the camp was in PJs. Soon we learned why the fire alarm went off: one of the younger campers (going into 6th or 7th grade I believe) who also happens to be a flute player tried for some unknown reason to put cookie dough in the microwave still in its syrafoam package. Well, we all know how that might end up, and it was pretty much the joke of the rest of the camp. They hit it hard at the talent show, but it was cool because he was the type of guy who could laugh at himself. I don't think they opened microwave usage up for a while after that (Luckily me and Rebecca had an illegal one in our room).
Haha everyone should go to Cannon and make memories like this. There are countless stories just like this one, just as funny or sweet and just as memorable. I hope I never forget.
But you know, a good memory is not always pleasant to have. Remembering good things can be bittersweet, remembering bad things is just unhappy. There are some times in my life when I thought I was happy and stable but when I look back it was really nothing like I thought. Sometimes I can be with the people I love and still be hopelessly alone, but I don't realize it till its too late. Ah but such is life. Some things are so blinding....
But no no I don't want to go into thinking mode tonight, I want to tell the funny Cannon story. For now I'll just try to take things one step at a time. You know, its much simpler that way.
I look back and see all the perspective changes I have taken over the years, all the ways my mind and personality have morphed and I have become the person I am today. And I wonder: was it all for good? Did it make me a better person? Some things I used to care about immensely I care nothing for now, and some things I didn't care for before have become very dear to me. Tough things have become easy, and easy things have become tough. In essence, I have turned my life completely around, and I really dont know how or when or why, only that I look back a few years and I am not the same as I used to be. You may not notice it, but you are not living with me every moment of my life like I am. I realize change is a part of growing up, but becoming a different person entirely? Is that normal? Oh well. I yam what I yam.
Ya good thing I didn't go into thinking mode. Bah.
To everyone:
I'm sorry if I have ever done anything to displease you.
I'm sorry that I make mistakes.
I'm sorry that I'm such a jek sometimes.
I'm sorry if I have ever offended you.
I'm sorry that I focus on myself the most.
I'm sorry that I'm so annoying.
I'm sorry that I just can't accept some things.
I'm sorry that I don't give some things a chance.
I'm sorry that I never listen to you.
I'm sorry that I ruin everything.
I'm sorry.
Dont know where all that came from, except I was just thinking about how many bad things I do every day. Scares me when I think about it.
Every day is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
I'm sorry if I have ever done anything to displease you.
I'm sorry that I make mistakes.
I'm sorry that I'm such a jek sometimes.
I'm sorry if I have ever offended you.
I'm sorry that I focus on myself the most.
I'm sorry that I'm so annoying.
I'm sorry that I just can't accept some things.
I'm sorry that I don't give some things a chance.
I'm sorry that I never listen to you.
I'm sorry that I ruin everything.
I'm sorry.
Dont know where all that came from, except I was just thinking about how many bad things I do every day. Scares me when I think about it.
Every day is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
You guys would all be very surprised at the number of times the words "I hate you people" cross my mnd when I'm reading through blogs and livejournals. The problem is, I don't even know why. Just some people (most people actually) whenever they post something make me think that. I'm a freak without a cause.
So yeah, there was this one guy at Cannon and the first time I saw him I thought he was one of the most attractive guys I have ever seen in my life. He ended up in my band sitting pretty close to me, at least close enough for me to get a good view of him. But as time went on and I observed, I noticed his attitude did not match hs looks in any way. He spat, used dirty language, had little respect, and gave off the general attitude of "I can get any girl I want." Of course, that didn't stop me from admiring his good looks, but it did stop me from wanting to know him better. By the end of camp, I was making fun of his actions with Rebecca. I didn't even bother to...hehe...
Whats the moral of this story? That there's more to a man (or woman, for that matter) than how he looks, and I know that well by now. Someone can be very attractive but that don't do squat if he doesn't have the right attitude.
Whats the moral of this story? That there's more to a man (or woman, for that matter) than how he looks, and I know that well by now. Someone can be very attractive but that don't do squat if he doesn't have the right attitude.
Saturday, December 27, 2003
Wellp, I've discovered "Norweigian Wood." Prolly my favorite bittles song now.
Today I woke up (relatively) early to get a family portrait done. It would've looked better if it was later. People always look better when they have more sleep.
Shoot, I'm tired. But I have to take off all this dangmakeup if I want to sleep. And I'm more lazy than tired. So I'll just sit here and suffer. Oh the trials and tribulations of winter break living without a job or anything to do.
Allright allright I'll take a stupid quiz or something.
Your sign of frustration is....Ignoring! Instead
of dealing with problems, you ignore them.
Your theory to problems, is that if I pretend
they are not there, they'll disappear.
Sometimes this method can work, but most of the
time it doesn't. For a variety sometime, try
using one of the other methods, which are
discussed in this quiz. It might feel good!
What sign of frustration are you?
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Today I woke up (relatively) early to get a family portrait done. It would've looked better if it was later. People always look better when they have more sleep.
Shoot, I'm tired. But I have to take off all this dangmakeup if I want to sleep. And I'm more lazy than tired. So I'll just sit here and suffer. Oh the trials and tribulations of winter break living without a job or anything to do.
Allright allright I'll take a stupid quiz or something.
Your sign of frustration is....Ignoring! Instead
of dealing with problems, you ignore them.
Your theory to problems, is that if I pretend
they are not there, they'll disappear.
Sometimes this method can work, but most of the
time it doesn't. For a variety sometime, try
using one of the other methods, which are
discussed in this quiz. It might feel good!
What sign of frustration are you?
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Thursday, December 25, 2003
Time for present superlatives! (Haha I crack myself up)
Most expensive present
Speakers in my car, cost and instillation amounting to $300, from parents.
Weirdest present
A tire gauge, from my grandpa. Weird.
Best smelling present
Bath and Body Works lotion and body wash, Sweet Pea, from Shannon. Man that stuff smells good.
Present most likely to be regifted
None. Everything I got was awesome!
Presents with a theme (I dont think thats a superlative but I like it)
Lord of the Rings merchandise: The Two Towers extended DVD, The Two Towers soundtrack, The Return of the King soundtrack, and The Two Towers day by day calendar (I'm gonna save all the pictures of Frodo.)
Funniest Present
The Lion King special edition DVD from Rebecca. I love the Lion King. I can't wait to watch it.
Best-tasting present
I don't know, but that fudge Rebecca made was pretty amazing. Kudos to that, my friend.
Most depressing present
Evanesance CD from mon oncle. Man every song on that is like a depressing breakup song or a depressing "I-want-you back" song or a depressing "I'll-do-anything-for-you-but-you'll-never-feel-the-same-way" song, but they are all totally awesome nonetheless.
....and, for the grand finale...
Best Present
Being able to celebrate the birth of Christ with my beloved family. (Aww but its true)
Ya know, opening a present you really really want or really really like is wonderful, but seeing someone open a present from you that they really really wanted or really really like is even better.
I also got to play some old school games on the 64 with Jill and Craig and Rebecca because Craig forgot his Gamecube controllers from school. Those were some good games we played back then, I'll tell ya. We went through Goldeneye, Mario Tennis, Crusin' World, Worms Armegaddeon, Battle Tanks (the stupidest game ever), Perfect Dark, F Zero X, and prolly ome other stuff that I can't remember. I even wanted to play old school Smash Bros. but we never got to it. I'm better at everything than I used to be, or Craig got worse. In some games it used to be unspeakable for me to win, but tonight I started winning. Yay! Oh happy days.
Also we played Christmas music. That was the best.
Ya know, when I start thinking about it, (What? Ash thinks about things?) I have so much to thank God for. I believe God has blessed me with a beautiful life full of beautiful people and wonderous events. I focus too much on the bad, and I often forget to count my blessings, although I certainly try to live every day as it was my last! Just one bad thing will happen to me among hundreds of good things and all I'll be able to think about is the bad thing and how it is going to ruin all the good things. And I'm sorry for that. But not gonna do it tonight. I'm here tonight to say my life is blessed, and nothing is ever going to change that!
THE GOOD OLD DAYS ARE RIGHT NOW!
Most expensive present
Speakers in my car, cost and instillation amounting to $300, from parents.
Weirdest present
A tire gauge, from my grandpa. Weird.
Best smelling present
Bath and Body Works lotion and body wash, Sweet Pea, from Shannon. Man that stuff smells good.
Present most likely to be regifted
None. Everything I got was awesome!
Presents with a theme (I dont think thats a superlative but I like it)
Lord of the Rings merchandise: The Two Towers extended DVD, The Two Towers soundtrack, The Return of the King soundtrack, and The Two Towers day by day calendar (I'm gonna save all the pictures of Frodo.)
Funniest Present
The Lion King special edition DVD from Rebecca. I love the Lion King. I can't wait to watch it.
Best-tasting present
I don't know, but that fudge Rebecca made was pretty amazing. Kudos to that, my friend.
Most depressing present
Evanesance CD from mon oncle. Man every song on that is like a depressing breakup song or a depressing "I-want-you back" song or a depressing "I'll-do-anything-for-you-but-you'll-never-feel-the-same-way" song, but they are all totally awesome nonetheless.
....and, for the grand finale...
Best Present
Being able to celebrate the birth of Christ with my beloved family. (Aww but its true)
Ya know, opening a present you really really want or really really like is wonderful, but seeing someone open a present from you that they really really wanted or really really like is even better.
I also got to play some old school games on the 64 with Jill and Craig and Rebecca because Craig forgot his Gamecube controllers from school. Those were some good games we played back then, I'll tell ya. We went through Goldeneye, Mario Tennis, Crusin' World, Worms Armegaddeon, Battle Tanks (the stupidest game ever), Perfect Dark, F Zero X, and prolly ome other stuff that I can't remember. I even wanted to play old school Smash Bros. but we never got to it. I'm better at everything than I used to be, or Craig got worse. In some games it used to be unspeakable for me to win, but tonight I started winning. Yay! Oh happy days.
Also we played Christmas music. That was the best.
Ya know, when I start thinking about it, (What? Ash thinks about things?) I have so much to thank God for. I believe God has blessed me with a beautiful life full of beautiful people and wonderous events. I focus too much on the bad, and I often forget to count my blessings, although I certainly try to live every day as it was my last! Just one bad thing will happen to me among hundreds of good things and all I'll be able to think about is the bad thing and how it is going to ruin all the good things. And I'm sorry for that. But not gonna do it tonight. I'm here tonight to say my life is blessed, and nothing is ever going to change that!
THE GOOD OLD DAYS ARE RIGHT NOW!
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
Monday, December 22, 2003
Sunday, December 21, 2003
Friday, December 19, 2003
Thursday, December 18, 2003
Just finished LOTR: Return of the King. What did I think? I was slightly dissipointed. Don't get me wrong, I thought it was an awesome movie thats right up there with the other two. But the third book was just so amazing that it built me up for some phenonmonal movie and I just didnt get what I thought I would. Also, in my opinion some parts of it were overdone a little and got a bit too dramatic, but it was effective nontheless. I thought the first and second movie were better than the books but the third book beats the movie by far.
Still, the RoTK had amazing acting, amazing cinemetography, amazing costume design, sets, music (man theres no beatin that Rohan theme), etc. like usual. And it evoked more emotion than ever before. (Ill try not to give anything away but if you really dont want to know anything then dont read the rest of this paragraph.) Theres a part at the end where everyone was crying but Frodo and he was looking around at everyone crying and you could tell he was just as sad as everyone else was but somehow he just didn't cry like they did. Likewise, all the girls sitting with me in the theatre were crying at that point. I looked around at them and I felt the same things they did (I think) but I just didnt cry like them.
The last time I cried was at Cannon for numerous reasons (homesickness especially for my mom, lonliness, PMS, bad audition results, lost lipstick mode to start with) but before that I honestly can say I dont remember the last time I cried. I know I've never cried at a movie. I'm a robot when it comes to that stuff. Alyssa calls me a freak of nature. Yeah maybe.
Watch out because the rest of the post is gonna be complaining and stuff you dont care about so you can just stop right now if youd like.
Allright, whats with the whole deal of getting mad at me all of a sudden? I know I've changed a lot: I'm much louder, more obnoxious, more pushy, bolder, and more annoying, more girly girl, and (if its possible,) slower, along with other things, than before. Which reminds me:
Note to self: Dont talk anymore
Anyway, I know I'm all those things. Maybe its the people I'm hanging out with, which I highly doubt because Ive been hanging out with the same people for a long time. Maybe it's the stress of becoming a sort of "forced" leader. Heavens knows I'm not fit to be a leader....for anything...Maybe its just the way I was meant to be and its a part of me growing up. Maybe its the piled up responsibilities. Maybe I'm actually learning how to say what I think, instead of just letting things boil up in my mind before my head explodes.
But even with all these changes, people are getting mad at me for the stupidest reasons all of a sudden. I just want to cuss them out sometimes. Maybe give em a good kick in the head to let em know what reality is. Just enjoy life. Ugh. I need a break from people. Especially stupid ones. Oh yay we have a winter break. Thats very good.
And I can assure you that at least one (maybe more) person is gonna take this too personally and get mad at me (for a stupid reason-case and point).
Ya know whats hard? When you can't celebrate if youre happy about something. A good example was last year when I made drum major. I couldn't say a whole lot because some of my really good friends weren't happy with the results, and I was pretty much the only one happy with how things turned out. It sucks a lot when things like that happen, and it's starting to happen to me more often.
A whole new subject. Sometimes I just wish I could make guys like me. Not be able to care what other people think of me or them or what they think of other people. But it's not that simple. If they like me, either I don't know about it or there's a catch. If I like them, they never know about it because they would never guess it through my actions. Or they're just dumb. I just want things to go my way for once. Yeah I say "for once" but things have definitely gone my way before. I guess I'm lucky but I'm having a hard time seeing how at the moment. Realtionship-onally speaking, that is. I know I'm lucky in other ways of course. It just that such exciting new things are happening to many of my friends, and I'm just....sorta....here.
Last night was the devil. Got home pretty late to start with, but that wasn't the problem at all. I think it was around 11:15 when I tried to get to bed. I couldn't get to sleep until 1:30. I've been feeling very sick lately and I couldn't breathe through my nose and I was burning up and everything hurt and it just sucked. Then, once I got to sleep, I could only slept for short periods of time. I finally woke up at 5:00 and couldnt go back to sleep. Hooray for four hours of sleep when youre trying to fight being sick. But then the most amazing thing happened. In the morning, when I got up, I felt about 50% better. Magically. It was like none of that tossing and turning and feeling like bad ever happened, but I know it did. And I was convinced all night that I would feel like crope in the morning and that I'd have to miss the best day of zero block and wondering if I was gonna be okay for fourth block's exam. But then I get up and I feel better. I dont know whats up with that.
Something happy to even out all of the bad in this post...hmmm.
Amanda K and Neha and whoever bought the twizzlers in the theatre gave me lotsa candy opportunities today and it was very very good. :)
Still, the RoTK had amazing acting, amazing cinemetography, amazing costume design, sets, music (man theres no beatin that Rohan theme), etc. like usual. And it evoked more emotion than ever before. (Ill try not to give anything away but if you really dont want to know anything then dont read the rest of this paragraph.) Theres a part at the end where everyone was crying but Frodo and he was looking around at everyone crying and you could tell he was just as sad as everyone else was but somehow he just didn't cry like they did. Likewise, all the girls sitting with me in the theatre were crying at that point. I looked around at them and I felt the same things they did (I think) but I just didnt cry like them.
The last time I cried was at Cannon for numerous reasons (homesickness especially for my mom, lonliness, PMS, bad audition results, lost lipstick mode to start with) but before that I honestly can say I dont remember the last time I cried. I know I've never cried at a movie. I'm a robot when it comes to that stuff. Alyssa calls me a freak of nature. Yeah maybe.
Watch out because the rest of the post is gonna be complaining and stuff you dont care about so you can just stop right now if youd like.
Allright, whats with the whole deal of getting mad at me all of a sudden? I know I've changed a lot: I'm much louder, more obnoxious, more pushy, bolder, and more annoying, more girly girl, and (if its possible,) slower, along with other things, than before. Which reminds me:
Note to self: Dont talk anymore
Anyway, I know I'm all those things. Maybe its the people I'm hanging out with, which I highly doubt because Ive been hanging out with the same people for a long time. Maybe it's the stress of becoming a sort of "forced" leader. Heavens knows I'm not fit to be a leader....for anything...Maybe its just the way I was meant to be and its a part of me growing up. Maybe its the piled up responsibilities. Maybe I'm actually learning how to say what I think, instead of just letting things boil up in my mind before my head explodes.
But even with all these changes, people are getting mad at me for the stupidest reasons all of a sudden. I just want to cuss them out sometimes. Maybe give em a good kick in the head to let em know what reality is. Just enjoy life. Ugh. I need a break from people. Especially stupid ones. Oh yay we have a winter break. Thats very good.
And I can assure you that at least one (maybe more) person is gonna take this too personally and get mad at me (for a stupid reason-case and point).
Ya know whats hard? When you can't celebrate if youre happy about something. A good example was last year when I made drum major. I couldn't say a whole lot because some of my really good friends weren't happy with the results, and I was pretty much the only one happy with how things turned out. It sucks a lot when things like that happen, and it's starting to happen to me more often.
A whole new subject. Sometimes I just wish I could make guys like me. Not be able to care what other people think of me or them or what they think of other people. But it's not that simple. If they like me, either I don't know about it or there's a catch. If I like them, they never know about it because they would never guess it through my actions. Or they're just dumb. I just want things to go my way for once. Yeah I say "for once" but things have definitely gone my way before. I guess I'm lucky but I'm having a hard time seeing how at the moment. Realtionship-onally speaking, that is. I know I'm lucky in other ways of course. It just that such exciting new things are happening to many of my friends, and I'm just....sorta....here.
Last night was the devil. Got home pretty late to start with, but that wasn't the problem at all. I think it was around 11:15 when I tried to get to bed. I couldn't get to sleep until 1:30. I've been feeling very sick lately and I couldn't breathe through my nose and I was burning up and everything hurt and it just sucked. Then, once I got to sleep, I could only slept for short periods of time. I finally woke up at 5:00 and couldnt go back to sleep. Hooray for four hours of sleep when youre trying to fight being sick. But then the most amazing thing happened. In the morning, when I got up, I felt about 50% better. Magically. It was like none of that tossing and turning and feeling like bad ever happened, but I know it did. And I was convinced all night that I would feel like crope in the morning and that I'd have to miss the best day of zero block and wondering if I was gonna be okay for fourth block's exam. But then I get up and I feel better. I dont know whats up with that.
Something happy to even out all of the bad in this post...hmmm.
Amanda K and Neha and whoever bought the twizzlers in the theatre gave me lotsa candy opportunities today and it was very very good. :)
Tuesday, December 16, 2003
Oh man. The Central Steppes (sp?) of Asia in orchestra. I can honestly say that's my favorite piece of music I have ever heard. But it's not like I've never heard it before today....it was amazing two years ago too. Maybe I was just adreneline pumped today because we were going to play it, maybe I was just in a sentimental mood, but that song touches me like no other song. I had goosebumps the whole time we played it. I can't get over how beautiful it is. So pure, so exposed, so touching. Beautiful solos, beautiful melodies, sweeping crescendos that make you want to cry, man I live for that kind of music.
Also Childrens March and Variations on Hyden themes and Chorale and Alleluia, man that will make one heckofa program if thats what we end up playing. I really wanted to do Lincolnshire though :( I also really liked Liturgical Church Music. But, sadly, its not up to me to decide what we play. And if someday it is my choice, I wont be able to play it, I'll have to conduct it. What an [insert adjective here] world we live in.
Wish me luck on my physics exam ::grimace::
Also Childrens March and Variations on Hyden themes and Chorale and Alleluia, man that will make one heckofa program if thats what we end up playing. I really wanted to do Lincolnshire though :( I also really liked Liturgical Church Music. But, sadly, its not up to me to decide what we play. And if someday it is my choice, I wont be able to play it, I'll have to conduct it. What an [insert adjective here] world we live in.
Wish me luck on my physics exam ::grimace::
