Marvelling at my feet
This song is so lovely. I walk the blade. Slow and soothing and loverly... quite in contrast to one of the songs we're singing in choir. Ugh. Called Laudate Dominum and it's all moderny and ugly and not at all musical. At one point us sopranos go up to a high A and it sounds like we're shrieking. Nastiness. >_< And it's our opener, too; I feel sorry for the poor audience members who'll probably be thinking What in the world have we gotten ourselves into...
We're finally almost done with Paradise Lost in Great Books; we're finishing up on it on Thursday and flying headfirst into Descartes. Apparently it's the hardest thing Contino's had to teach... huzzah huzzah. -__- But back to Paradise Lost - it's a bit odd being the only non-Christian in class, and especially when working with something as religious as this book. In my mind I treat the people like characters in a novel, because that's what they are to me; I have to keep reminding myself that the rest of my classmates actually believe in this. Err. *Burn head-scratch* Gets a bid odd in my head, sometimes. I try not to be too overtly anti-all-this, but it's hard at times. I don't believe in any of this, pure and simple. Writing my paper should be interesting... I'm writing on the Fall of the angels from Heaven and how I don't think they should have Fallen, as it were. I read a lot of the book from a Good Omens perspective - couldn't resist, eheh - and so some of my viewpoints come from that; but I remember reading the bit about the actual War in Heaven and the Fall and I just felt so horrified at Milton's depiction of it. Like, it was literally one of the saddest things ever. Srsly. So I want to write about how Milton's God is a cruel god with no mercy to him whatsoever, let alone any of that Divine Love Christians are so fond of spouting off about. It should be interesting, in any case. I'm calling it "Sauntering Vaguely Downward: the Fall of the Angels from Heaven". *grin* Couldn't resist, mate. ^^
Interesting weekend, this was. Well. "Interesting," as it were. Saturday was nice and lazy. Michelle and I watched The Painted Veil like I said; Matt came up halfway through and set up his editing station on my desk. So after the movie he edited, Michelle did homework, and I was useless and read The Dowry Bride since I was defragging my beloved computer. The book's set in India and as I was reading it I got an intense craving for curry... so Matt/Michelle/Cassandra and I went to Cholada and had Thai food. Yessss. V excellent. Muy excelente! XD Then came back here and watched Beauty and the Beast with Matt and Michelle - and Thor got me a shoddy copy of it, which started going all colourful and wibbly around the Mob Song and at various bits until the end; this will have to be remedied because I love that movie - and then we played Scrabble. I didn't lose as miserably as I usually do, when playing with Samlad; held my own quite nicely, in fact, until the end when I had NO VOWELS WHATSOEVER. Matt won with almost 200 points, I ended up with a little less than 150, and Michelle around 120 or so. Then Matt and I retired to his room since it was midnight and Michelle needed sleep before her all-day Church excursion on Sunday, and that's when things got...interesting. *cough* Let's just say I didn't come back to my room that night. ^^; We were up really late talking and stuff *blush* and I was like "...it's four o'clock... I do not want to go up to my room and shower and make my bed and crap for what'll end up being like 3 hours of sleep..." and Matt was like "so just stay!" so I did. I actually did sleep, at least a little, which surprised me, since I'm usually pretty bad at sharing beds with people. Always had bad nights on orchestra trips and so on. But I slept. Guess it really does depend on who one is with at the time. ;-) See, one really nice thing about - us, as it were - is that we really do get along as friends; I genuinely enjoy his company and he genuinely enjoys mine. We were talking about that Saturday night; he said it's not always like that but he's really glad it is. So hey, if he's happy I'm happy. And he is so I am and we are. ♥ =]
Ended up having a migraine/really bad headache for most of yesterday. Technically for most of Saturday evening and most of yesterday. So that was rather unpleasant. Not to mention I was dead in general, having only gotten about 4 hours of sleep in the first place. But the headache made everything kind of worse. I took 4 motrin after getting back to my room which did me absolutely no good at all... go figure. I really should look into getting stronger painkillers. But yeah, yesterday wasn't much fun until the night, when my headache abated enough for me to go chill with il gruppo. That was quite entertaining, and a much nicer end to the day than I expected. And I went to sleep early for once, around 11, and didn't wake up until 9 this morning. Thank god for not having class until 12. So I slept off some of Saturday night, and I plan on repeating the process of early bedtime today as well. Tho not waking up at 9 tomorrow since I have class at 10. But you catch my drift.
My head still kinda hurts. I'll take some Midol in a bit; maybe that'll help. The reason for my needing Midol in the first place is probably why my head hurt so dreadfully yesterday, actually; I think I'm like my mama in that respect. She always got awful headaches right before. *shrug* Not that that makes me feel any better, but at least I have a reason. Bah.
And I totally dribbled coffee on my shirt a little while ago. Was taking a sip and all of a sudden SPILLLLAGE. Wow, I fail. I hope it washes out... at least my shirt's yellow so you can't tell all that much, but still. Silly Potato. -__-
Righto; time to eat something 'cause I have Humanities in an hour... 3 hours of class, oh god. X__X At least it's about Egypt so that should be interesting; but on the other hand maybe it'll be even more boring since I already know everything. Ahhhhhh. We'll see. Peaceout, mis homies.
We're finally almost done with Paradise Lost in Great Books; we're finishing up on it on Thursday and flying headfirst into Descartes. Apparently it's the hardest thing Contino's had to teach... huzzah huzzah. -__- But back to Paradise Lost - it's a bit odd being the only non-Christian in class, and especially when working with something as religious as this book. In my mind I treat the people like characters in a novel, because that's what they are to me; I have to keep reminding myself that the rest of my classmates actually believe in this. Err. *Burn head-scratch* Gets a bid odd in my head, sometimes. I try not to be too overtly anti-all-this, but it's hard at times. I don't believe in any of this, pure and simple. Writing my paper should be interesting... I'm writing on the Fall of the angels from Heaven and how I don't think they should have Fallen, as it were. I read a lot of the book from a Good Omens perspective - couldn't resist, eheh - and so some of my viewpoints come from that; but I remember reading the bit about the actual War in Heaven and the Fall and I just felt so horrified at Milton's depiction of it. Like, it was literally one of the saddest things ever. Srsly. So I want to write about how Milton's God is a cruel god with no mercy to him whatsoever, let alone any of that Divine Love Christians are so fond of spouting off about. It should be interesting, in any case. I'm calling it "Sauntering Vaguely Downward: the Fall of the Angels from Heaven". *grin* Couldn't resist, mate. ^^
Interesting weekend, this was. Well. "Interesting," as it were. Saturday was nice and lazy. Michelle and I watched The Painted Veil like I said; Matt came up halfway through and set up his editing station on my desk. So after the movie he edited, Michelle did homework, and I was useless and read The Dowry Bride since I was defragging my beloved computer. The book's set in India and as I was reading it I got an intense craving for curry... so Matt/Michelle/Cassandra and I went to Cholada and had Thai food. Yessss. V excellent. Muy excelente! XD Then came back here and watched Beauty and the Beast with Matt and Michelle - and Thor got me a shoddy copy of it, which started going all colourful and wibbly around the Mob Song and at various bits until the end; this will have to be remedied because I love that movie - and then we played Scrabble. I didn't lose as miserably as I usually do, when playing with Samlad; held my own quite nicely, in fact, until the end when I had NO VOWELS WHATSOEVER. Matt won with almost 200 points, I ended up with a little less than 150, and Michelle around 120 or so. Then Matt and I retired to his room since it was midnight and Michelle needed sleep before her all-day Church excursion on Sunday, and that's when things got...interesting. *cough* Let's just say I didn't come back to my room that night. ^^; We were up really late talking and stuff *blush* and I was like "...it's four o'clock... I do not want to go up to my room and shower and make my bed and crap for what'll end up being like 3 hours of sleep..." and Matt was like "so just stay!" so I did. I actually did sleep, at least a little, which surprised me, since I'm usually pretty bad at sharing beds with people. Always had bad nights on orchestra trips and so on. But I slept. Guess it really does depend on who one is with at the time. ;-) See, one really nice thing about - us, as it were - is that we really do get along as friends; I genuinely enjoy his company and he genuinely enjoys mine. We were talking about that Saturday night; he said it's not always like that but he's really glad it is. So hey, if he's happy I'm happy. And he is so I am and we are. ♥ =]
Ended up having a migraine/really bad headache for most of yesterday. Technically for most of Saturday evening and most of yesterday. So that was rather unpleasant. Not to mention I was dead in general, having only gotten about 4 hours of sleep in the first place. But the headache made everything kind of worse. I took 4 motrin after getting back to my room which did me absolutely no good at all... go figure. I really should look into getting stronger painkillers. But yeah, yesterday wasn't much fun until the night, when my headache abated enough for me to go chill with il gruppo. That was quite entertaining, and a much nicer end to the day than I expected. And I went to sleep early for once, around 11, and didn't wake up until 9 this morning. Thank god for not having class until 12. So I slept off some of Saturday night, and I plan on repeating the process of early bedtime today as well. Tho not waking up at 9 tomorrow since I have class at 10. But you catch my drift.
My head still kinda hurts. I'll take some Midol in a bit; maybe that'll help. The reason for my needing Midol in the first place is probably why my head hurt so dreadfully yesterday, actually; I think I'm like my mama in that respect. She always got awful headaches right before. *shrug* Not that that makes me feel any better, but at least I have a reason. Bah.
And I totally dribbled coffee on my shirt a little while ago. Was taking a sip and all of a sudden SPILLLLAGE. Wow, I fail. I hope it washes out... at least my shirt's yellow so you can't tell all that much, but still. Silly Potato. -__-
Righto; time to eat something 'cause I have Humanities in an hour... 3 hours of class, oh god. X__X At least it's about Egypt so that should be interesting; but on the other hand maybe it'll be even more boring since I already know everything. Ahhhhhh. We'll see. Peaceout, mis homies.