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Two topics: I'm not sure if they're related.
I've been thinking, as I sometimes do, about cutting my hair. I kinda just feel like cutting it off. It takes a certain amount of effort to, you know, have. It's also gonna be summer soon and everything, but it takes so damn long to grow. I suppose I could just chop it off at the beginning of every summer. I really do like it, and if I cut it, then I can't play "Almosty Cut My Hair" any more. Because I would have. There is something to be said for the freak flag.
Also under consideration is dying my hair blue again. It might be interesting keeping it long and blue. I dunno. Now that I think of it, I don't know why this is a concern of mine.
The other thing is about my music. I realized recently that I spend a very large portion of my (alone) time singing, and/or playing. I guess I knew that, but the point is that music really is hugely important to me, and being a successful musician would be something akin to the fulfillment of a dream. Why, then, don't I play/sing in a band, or even in front of people? Is it a function of my existing base level of insecurity? Is it the environment I live in, with sickening levels of music-snobbery? I don't know. I mean to try and work myself into it.
Don't think that leaving the music program wasn't teh right decision for me, though. The UNT jazz program seems very much a trade school to me. Sure, I'd come out fully proficient in music, but I'd also come out of the Army in top physical condition.
I have errands.
I've been thinking, as I sometimes do, about cutting my hair. I kinda just feel like cutting it off. It takes a certain amount of effort to, you know, have. It's also gonna be summer soon and everything, but it takes so damn long to grow. I suppose I could just chop it off at the beginning of every summer. I really do like it, and if I cut it, then I can't play "Almosty Cut My Hair" any more. Because I would have. There is something to be said for the freak flag.
Also under consideration is dying my hair blue again. It might be interesting keeping it long and blue. I dunno. Now that I think of it, I don't know why this is a concern of mine.
The other thing is about my music. I realized recently that I spend a very large portion of my (alone) time singing, and/or playing. I guess I knew that, but the point is that music really is hugely important to me, and being a successful musician would be something akin to the fulfillment of a dream. Why, then, don't I play/sing in a band, or even in front of people? Is it a function of my existing base level of insecurity? Is it the environment I live in, with sickening levels of music-snobbery? I don't know. I mean to try and work myself into it.
Don't think that leaving the music program wasn't teh right decision for me, though. The UNT jazz program seems very much a trade school to me. Sure, I'd come out fully proficient in music, but I'd also come out of the Army in top physical condition.
I have errands.