bored when I shouldn't be
So it's 9 pm on Thursday evening and I should be all busy practicing or working on a long term project (a bunch of which will be due in a little over a week) but being without immediate stressful commitments to prepare for in quite some time has left me very vulnerable to procrastination. So far today, I've done a pretty good job of "procrastinating productively": I sorted a week's worth of mail at the radio station, made some phone calls to people who will be doing repairs over the summer, had an interview for a faculty committee I'm applying to sit on next year, and went to a friend's senior art project. Good for me.
I'm looking forward to the end of the semester and the summer. A lot of this semester has been sort of depressing because it's been confirming all of the things I left behind when I decided to leave for Chile: The Shark Spaceship has not been the same this semester, and we're playing what will probably be our last party ever tomorrow night. The thing is we haven't played in over a month and nobody else seems that excited about it. It's like it died when I left for spring break and everyone else got busy. It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth, but I really hope we rock out hard tomorrow night and rights things with us. Another thing of course is coming to grips with single, which at a place like Amherst can be really lonely sometimes.
That's enough downerness, though: the exciting part about being where I am right now is being able to look forward towards an exciting senior year and bright prospects for post-graduation. This summer, I get to spend two months teaching tuba and other stuff at a music camp in maine, then it's back to Argentina and Chile for most of August.
Well I'm going to go, but maybe I'll write again some other time and get this back to a place where I write stuff besides whining nostalgia and updates on my location.
I'm looking forward to the end of the semester and the summer. A lot of this semester has been sort of depressing because it's been confirming all of the things I left behind when I decided to leave for Chile: The Shark Spaceship has not been the same this semester, and we're playing what will probably be our last party ever tomorrow night. The thing is we haven't played in over a month and nobody else seems that excited about it. It's like it died when I left for spring break and everyone else got busy. It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth, but I really hope we rock out hard tomorrow night and rights things with us. Another thing of course is coming to grips with single, which at a place like Amherst can be really lonely sometimes.
That's enough downerness, though: the exciting part about being where I am right now is being able to look forward towards an exciting senior year and bright prospects for post-graduation. This summer, I get to spend two months teaching tuba and other stuff at a music camp in maine, then it's back to Argentina and Chile for most of August.
Well I'm going to go, but maybe I'll write again some other time and get this back to a place where I write stuff besides whining nostalgia and updates on my location.