Ohhh LJ, how I've missed you.
I really do love LJ. I swear. I just .. forget it exists. ;) But thank you John for the random comment that showed up in my email and forced me onto the site.
It's summer. Is that good? Yeah - I'm having SO much fun. I absolutely love Connecticut. I always say, Miami and CT are just two completely different worlds and that I can't chose a favorite because they're TOO different. Well - I chose CT. I love the lifestyle here. Let me explain.
Miami. Its summmer 365 a year. When I have nothing to do, I sit outside and read. I love walking around, sitting by the lake. My friends are all music majors. Though they used to be mainly jazz guys, now I'd say its half classical half jazz. When we hang out, we talk music. On weekends, we go to house parties, I love to drink beer. I don't do much around the city. I like to walk to the mall. I go see live music a lot - always jazz, or a classical concert if its on campus. I like to analyze chord progressions. I love listening to my friends jam. I eat stirfry and french fries. I sleep all curled up against the wall tangled in my sheets and big comforter.
Monroe. Monroe is small town. Monroe is little children running around at parades. Monroe is free concerts on the green. Monroe is ice cream trucks. My friends are the same friends I've had since 1st grade. We're all different. We watch a lot of movies at my house, we go to the movies all the time, and we're ice cream addicts (at least I am!) If we say, "Lets go to that concert.." it means a punk show. It doesn't even matter if we know the bands, though we normally know at least one. We drive all over the place. I know backroads like the back of my hand. We hang with families, and play boardgames. I sleep all sprawled out with only a light blanket.
I feel like two different people almost - I mean, I don't actually change, but the people and environment around me do. Miami friends don't know I like punk music. Monroe friends don't know I like jazz. And really - I didn't want to chose one. But then Maggie and I decided what we'd do after graduation, and suddenly I'd promised to stay in Miami the rest of my life. Wait a minute ...
I want to open a music store. I want to sell EVERYTHING from instruments to software to CDs. I want to have a recording studio, and I want to have a venue for shows. I want to have studios for private lessons. Maggie wants to teach my private lessons. We can do that anywhere - but all of a sudden, we both know Miami ...
And then there's boys. For two years I've been single and not reaaally caring. But then, all of a sudden, Miami had Marc. He was nice. We had fun. I liked him. He liked me. Then summer came, and bam - there was Warren. Warren has been my friend since 3rd grade, I've aaaalways been in love with him - but never wanted to pursue it just because there wasn't enough time for a healthy relationship to grow before school hit. I've always brushed it aside, but now it seems there's no way to ignore it.
So its like - a fork in the road. Not only am I chosing a boy, but an entire lifestyle comes along with them.
I'm probably overanalyzing - but I feel like I'm at a point where any decision I make WILL change the rest of my life. Is that weird to think? I'm 20 years old .. what next?
Aaaaaaanyway - I've been working full time. Its a pretty alright job. I have my own little cubby. My boss sits across from me. I've been productive.
I've been to a couple amazing concerts so far. I saw Hanson two weeks ago. And no matter what you're thinking now, I promise you they would impress you with their live show. They have such energy, and a connection to eachother that enables them to truly PERFORM the music .. take it further than chord progressions and melodies, and into something that changes night to night, something that drives straight to each person in their sold out audiences. Well - it was an amazing show, but we had THE worst time getting there. I get out of work at 5 .. so we left at 5. It was 30 miles south of NYC, so that should have taken 2 hours and 3 minutes according to mapquest. It was a friday evening, so we figured we'd have no problem getting into the city, as everyone was leaving .. but then we'd probably hit traffic in Jersey. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell - we got to the concert at 9:30. FOUR AND A HALF HOURS! Man, it was terrible. Luckily - they didn't go on until 10. Why the delay? They're instruments were flown into JFK, and they didn't make it! So they had to rent stuff, and go to music stores and buy all this shit just for that show. Thaaaaaankyou airplane that got stuck. :)
I saw Santana a couple days ago. He put on a good show as well. Not something I listen to normally, but it was fun. Oh, and I hate mainstream-ness. Up until this summer, any punk show I've wanted to go to, I've gone to. And the two I've attempted this summer? They SELL OUT! WTF. People aren't supossed to go to these shows. There was actually a liiiiine at the Empress. I've never seen a line there. Grr.
Other than that - nothing. 2 months left of summer. I go on vacation in two weeks. I love my vacation. :-D I also need to get out to Indiana at some point .. My grandmother is really sick, and as horrible as it is to say - I'm running out of time to go. And working full time is a problem, but I'll figure it out.
Bye. :)
It's summer. Is that good? Yeah - I'm having SO much fun. I absolutely love Connecticut. I always say, Miami and CT are just two completely different worlds and that I can't chose a favorite because they're TOO different. Well - I chose CT. I love the lifestyle here. Let me explain.
Miami. Its summmer 365 a year. When I have nothing to do, I sit outside and read. I love walking around, sitting by the lake. My friends are all music majors. Though they used to be mainly jazz guys, now I'd say its half classical half jazz. When we hang out, we talk music. On weekends, we go to house parties, I love to drink beer. I don't do much around the city. I like to walk to the mall. I go see live music a lot - always jazz, or a classical concert if its on campus. I like to analyze chord progressions. I love listening to my friends jam. I eat stirfry and french fries. I sleep all curled up against the wall tangled in my sheets and big comforter.
Monroe. Monroe is small town. Monroe is little children running around at parades. Monroe is free concerts on the green. Monroe is ice cream trucks. My friends are the same friends I've had since 1st grade. We're all different. We watch a lot of movies at my house, we go to the movies all the time, and we're ice cream addicts (at least I am!) If we say, "Lets go to that concert.." it means a punk show. It doesn't even matter if we know the bands, though we normally know at least one. We drive all over the place. I know backroads like the back of my hand. We hang with families, and play boardgames. I sleep all sprawled out with only a light blanket.
I feel like two different people almost - I mean, I don't actually change, but the people and environment around me do. Miami friends don't know I like punk music. Monroe friends don't know I like jazz. And really - I didn't want to chose one. But then Maggie and I decided what we'd do after graduation, and suddenly I'd promised to stay in Miami the rest of my life. Wait a minute ...
I want to open a music store. I want to sell EVERYTHING from instruments to software to CDs. I want to have a recording studio, and I want to have a venue for shows. I want to have studios for private lessons. Maggie wants to teach my private lessons. We can do that anywhere - but all of a sudden, we both know Miami ...
And then there's boys. For two years I've been single and not reaaally caring. But then, all of a sudden, Miami had Marc. He was nice. We had fun. I liked him. He liked me. Then summer came, and bam - there was Warren. Warren has been my friend since 3rd grade, I've aaaalways been in love with him - but never wanted to pursue it just because there wasn't enough time for a healthy relationship to grow before school hit. I've always brushed it aside, but now it seems there's no way to ignore it.
So its like - a fork in the road. Not only am I chosing a boy, but an entire lifestyle comes along with them.
I'm probably overanalyzing - but I feel like I'm at a point where any decision I make WILL change the rest of my life. Is that weird to think? I'm 20 years old .. what next?
Aaaaaaanyway - I've been working full time. Its a pretty alright job. I have my own little cubby. My boss sits across from me. I've been productive.
I've been to a couple amazing concerts so far. I saw Hanson two weeks ago. And no matter what you're thinking now, I promise you they would impress you with their live show. They have such energy, and a connection to eachother that enables them to truly PERFORM the music .. take it further than chord progressions and melodies, and into something that changes night to night, something that drives straight to each person in their sold out audiences. Well - it was an amazing show, but we had THE worst time getting there. I get out of work at 5 .. so we left at 5. It was 30 miles south of NYC, so that should have taken 2 hours and 3 minutes according to mapquest. It was a friday evening, so we figured we'd have no problem getting into the city, as everyone was leaving .. but then we'd probably hit traffic in Jersey. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell - we got to the concert at 9:30. FOUR AND A HALF HOURS! Man, it was terrible. Luckily - they didn't go on until 10. Why the delay? They're instruments were flown into JFK, and they didn't make it! So they had to rent stuff, and go to music stores and buy all this shit just for that show. Thaaaaaankyou airplane that got stuck. :)
I saw Santana a couple days ago. He put on a good show as well. Not something I listen to normally, but it was fun. Oh, and I hate mainstream-ness. Up until this summer, any punk show I've wanted to go to, I've gone to. And the two I've attempted this summer? They SELL OUT! WTF. People aren't supossed to go to these shows. There was actually a liiiiine at the Empress. I've never seen a line there. Grr.
Other than that - nothing. 2 months left of summer. I go on vacation in two weeks. I love my vacation. :-D I also need to get out to Indiana at some point .. My grandmother is really sick, and as horrible as it is to say - I'm running out of time to go. And working full time is a problem, but I'll figure it out.
Bye. :)