Insomnia
At 3:40 AM I am strangely nostalgic. Go figure.
I also have the biggest urge to write, but I don't know what. Maybe I should just blab about what I'm nostalgic about. That should get me to fall asleep.
Damn second winds coming out of nowhere and making me go whooooooooooooooa energy.
Lol, in 12 hours I leave for orchestra rehearsal. Or do I? dun dun dun.
And I left my phone on silent after the opera. Damn. Sorry. I wanted to hang out and be retarded with you guys and bitchslap Keith's car for being a ho, but I was like hay lol they arent calling wat da fux! and didn't even consider that my phone was kinda on silent. D:
I also totally would have gone to the movie, but after watching Eugene Onegin which was 4 hours long (including intermission, scene changes, and stretch time) and very very good, I kinda decided against it for my sanity, as well as the sanity of just about everyone around me. I definitely didn't want a scooby doo 2 repeat.
"This is probably the most retarded movie ever."
"But it has Scrappy Doo in it."
"Scrappy is a ho, a ho ho ho blah blah blab blab blab"
"TORI SHUT THE FUCK UP AND WATCH THE MOVIE"
"It might be better if it had flying polar bears..."
"SHHHH"
"AHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA popcorn just fell down my pants"
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"fine :("
*repeat 3 seconds later*
nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
school. BUT. I leave Thursday for NYC. :3
And Saturday I turn 18, which is scary, yet satisfying.
hmm
hmmmmmmmm.
I love opera, seriously. I just also seriously need a chiropractor appointment before I go see one. My neck was killing me by the end of my visit today. ;p
If I don't cry I'll be shocked.
And yet I can't wait.
I think some of my favorite parts of today were watching the orchestra perform. The conductor was amazing, it was like his hands were a string pulled tight between two paper cups, shaking and moving with each emotion in the music, communicating directly to the orchestra exactly how each note should sound. It almost makes me want to be a performance major so I can be a part of something huge like that, but in reality, I know I'm not -that- good. Maybe one day when I'm older I'll return to college and get one if that's what I really want to do, but composing still calls my name, as does writing, both moreso than playing horn for a living. Maybe I'll write my own opera and cast myself as my own 2nd horn, if I want it to suck. jk.
Wow, I just looked at ticket prices for Turandot. /dies
Damn nostalgia keeping me up. I haven't written about any of it. I need to get sleepy already. sleeeeep. D:
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I also have the biggest urge to write, but I don't know what. Maybe I should just blab about what I'm nostalgic about. That should get me to fall asleep.
Damn second winds coming out of nowhere and making me go whooooooooooooooa energy.
Lol, in 12 hours I leave for orchestra rehearsal. Or do I? dun dun dun.
And I left my phone on silent after the opera. Damn. Sorry. I wanted to hang out and be retarded with you guys and bitchslap Keith's car for being a ho, but I was like hay lol they arent calling wat da fux! and didn't even consider that my phone was kinda on silent. D:
I also totally would have gone to the movie, but after watching Eugene Onegin which was 4 hours long (including intermission, scene changes, and stretch time) and very very good, I kinda decided against it for my sanity, as well as the sanity of just about everyone around me. I definitely didn't want a scooby doo 2 repeat.
"This is probably the most retarded movie ever."
"But it has Scrappy Doo in it."
"Scrappy is a ho, a ho ho ho blah blah blab blab blab"
"TORI SHUT THE FUCK UP AND WATCH THE MOVIE"
"It might be better if it had flying polar bears..."
"SHHHH"
"AHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA popcorn just fell down my pants"
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"fine :("
*repeat 3 seconds later*
nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
school. BUT. I leave Thursday for NYC. :3
And Saturday I turn 18, which is scary, yet satisfying.
hmm
hmmmmmmmm.
I love opera, seriously. I just also seriously need a chiropractor appointment before I go see one. My neck was killing me by the end of my visit today. ;p
If I don't cry I'll be shocked.
And yet I can't wait.
I think some of my favorite parts of today were watching the orchestra perform. The conductor was amazing, it was like his hands were a string pulled tight between two paper cups, shaking and moving with each emotion in the music, communicating directly to the orchestra exactly how each note should sound. It almost makes me want to be a performance major so I can be a part of something huge like that, but in reality, I know I'm not -that- good. Maybe one day when I'm older I'll return to college and get one if that's what I really want to do, but composing still calls my name, as does writing, both moreso than playing horn for a living. Maybe I'll write my own opera and cast myself as my own 2nd horn, if I want it to suck. jk.
Wow, I just looked at ticket prices for Turandot. /dies
Damn nostalgia keeping me up. I haven't written about any of it. I need to get sleepy already. sleeeeep. D:
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