home, culture, college, dreams, mkay.
"You have to fight for the things that don't have a voice." -Charlize Theron
Word.
I am at home. It's a tad boring lol, but nice. I missed my rents and my cats. I had an interesting car ride with Megan's roomate Saira (sp). We talked about alll sorts of things. She's really interesting. And I've decided that I actually do like history, but cultural history. I enjoy learning about the nuances of other countries and ethnicities.. I want to travel and learn other languages and styles and manners and behaviors. It's interesting to me :)
I made an apple spice coffee cake. It's alright. And my corn pudding is in the oven.
Mmm.. Happy Fat Day lol.
I might stop by and try to see the band.. hopefully. *sigh* I miss it too much.
Hehe.. but have fun in the parade lol hahahahha..
Laura isn't coming. And that makes me sad. I <3 my sister.
The semester is almost over. Wow. Crazy stuff.
I've almost arranged all of Harbor by Vienna Teng for the acapella group. It is exciting; sadly it doesn't sound quite like the song because of our lack of octaves and having to make sure it wouldn't sound weird. Meh lol.
I'm enjoying college, even though it's crazy with all the stuff going on. I vented to Mr. Porter on Monday about how things are rough right now and that I was bitchy for a reason. The symphonic winds concert went well though--and my reed sounded like heaven. Word. And my psychology term paper is alright I think.. I really enojoyed that book though. I'm realizing many things while living in the mountains. Many things about myself. It's good.
There are many things I want to do. I watched Lord of the Dance: Feet of Flames last night. Amazing. And one of the things that was said was to follow your dreams.. and that the second you think you can't do it, or that you settle for second-best because it's much more logical and realistic, you're through.
I think that.. regardless of things now.. dreams can be reached. It takes a shitload of work and devotion and time and effort and passion and all of that, but it's freakin' possible. And if I REALLY wanted to be in Blast, or if I REALLY wanted to do musical theatre, or if I REALLY wanted to speak good French, or if I REALLY wanted to play the oboe like a goddess, or if I REALLY wanted to be a healing massage therapist.. I can.
And damnit I would LOOOOOOOVE to be in Blast or on Broadway. Or both ;)
Patrick came up this past Saturday.
There's a kitty in my lap.
Word.
I am at home. It's a tad boring lol, but nice. I missed my rents and my cats. I had an interesting car ride with Megan's roomate Saira (sp). We talked about alll sorts of things. She's really interesting. And I've decided that I actually do like history, but cultural history. I enjoy learning about the nuances of other countries and ethnicities.. I want to travel and learn other languages and styles and manners and behaviors. It's interesting to me :)
I made an apple spice coffee cake. It's alright. And my corn pudding is in the oven.
Mmm.. Happy Fat Day lol.
I might stop by and try to see the band.. hopefully. *sigh* I miss it too much.
Hehe.. but have fun in the parade lol hahahahha..
Laura isn't coming. And that makes me sad. I <3 my sister.
The semester is almost over. Wow. Crazy stuff.
I've almost arranged all of Harbor by Vienna Teng for the acapella group. It is exciting; sadly it doesn't sound quite like the song because of our lack of octaves and having to make sure it wouldn't sound weird. Meh lol.
I'm enjoying college, even though it's crazy with all the stuff going on. I vented to Mr. Porter on Monday about how things are rough right now and that I was bitchy for a reason. The symphonic winds concert went well though--and my reed sounded like heaven. Word. And my psychology term paper is alright I think.. I really enojoyed that book though. I'm realizing many things while living in the mountains. Many things about myself. It's good.
There are many things I want to do. I watched Lord of the Dance: Feet of Flames last night. Amazing. And one of the things that was said was to follow your dreams.. and that the second you think you can't do it, or that you settle for second-best because it's much more logical and realistic, you're through.
I think that.. regardless of things now.. dreams can be reached. It takes a shitload of work and devotion and time and effort and passion and all of that, but it's freakin' possible. And if I REALLY wanted to be in Blast, or if I REALLY wanted to do musical theatre, or if I REALLY wanted to speak good French, or if I REALLY wanted to play the oboe like a goddess, or if I REALLY wanted to be a healing massage therapist.. I can.
And damnit I would LOOOOOOOVE to be in Blast or on Broadway. Or both ;)
Patrick came up this past Saturday.
There's a kitty in my lap.