Argh
So i quit the marching band yesterday. It was tough for me to come to grips with but the honest truth was I couldn't lift the cymbals so I guess that's it for me haha. I mean you really have to have the endurance to move those things. Not to mention the scars I got! The way they hold the cymbals it pinches you in your stomach and your arm so it can sorta suck after a while.
Anywho, i've been hangin' in my dorm. Met a nice guy from Korea who's living in my suite. My roommate and everyone will be arriving in 3 days or so, so I got time to kill. Tomorrow I want to do things like meet with my academic advisor and drop the marching band credit, and then also buy my books for the classes I'll be taking.
Okay, so.... what else. Hmm. Living arrangements are quite nice.
(At this point i say fuck LJ because their Java takes too long for me to load, so i will encode this in html MYSELF!)
NOTE: The picture is, incidentally, a mirror image, so my closet is on the right, and my desk is on the left from that POV. Unfortunately my computer screwed it up LOL.
Past that I'm really feeling sad because of two songs by alanis morissette that really remind me that i'm not in a relationship anymore. :( I want to meet someone really badly, and I miss getting to see the people in the band, but I can't wait to meet new people in classes. I really think I'm starting to grow out of some things and be more social than I used to be, which I like. I just am sorta lost on what I do for games. The nice thing about Band is I didn't have to like... buy game tickets or make game plans. And with Football as big as it is, i dunno... maybe I'll have to follow my roommates around to get into it. I guess we'll find out.
Anyway, this me, signing off for now. I leave you with the lyrics from my favorite song of hers, Torch:
I miss your smell and your style
And your pure abiding way
Miss your approach to life
And your body in my bed
Miss your take on anything
And the music you would play
Miss cracking up and wrestling
Our debriefs at end of day
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
I miss your neck and your gait
And your sharing what you write
Miss you walking through the front door
Documentaries in your hand
Miss traveling our traveling
And your fun and charming friends
Miss our Big Sur getaways
And to watch you love my dogs
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
One step one prayer
I soldier on
Stimulating moving on
I miss your warmth and the thought
Of us bringing up our kids
And the part of you that was with your stick-tied handkerchief
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
Anywho, i've been hangin' in my dorm. Met a nice guy from Korea who's living in my suite. My roommate and everyone will be arriving in 3 days or so, so I got time to kill. Tomorrow I want to do things like meet with my academic advisor and drop the marching band credit, and then also buy my books for the classes I'll be taking.
Okay, so.... what else. Hmm. Living arrangements are quite nice.
(At this point i say fuck LJ because their Java takes too long for me to load, so i will encode this in html MYSELF!)
NOTE: The picture is, incidentally, a mirror image, so my closet is on the right, and my desk is on the left from that POV. Unfortunately my computer screwed it up LOL.
Past that I'm really feeling sad because of two songs by alanis morissette that really remind me that i'm not in a relationship anymore. :( I want to meet someone really badly, and I miss getting to see the people in the band, but I can't wait to meet new people in classes. I really think I'm starting to grow out of some things and be more social than I used to be, which I like. I just am sorta lost on what I do for games. The nice thing about Band is I didn't have to like... buy game tickets or make game plans. And with Football as big as it is, i dunno... maybe I'll have to follow my roommates around to get into it. I guess we'll find out.
Anyway, this me, signing off for now. I leave you with the lyrics from my favorite song of hers, Torch:
I miss your smell and your style
And your pure abiding way
Miss your approach to life
And your body in my bed
Miss your take on anything
And the music you would play
Miss cracking up and wrestling
Our debriefs at end of day
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
I miss your neck and your gait
And your sharing what you write
Miss you walking through the front door
Documentaries in your hand
Miss traveling our traveling
And your fun and charming friends
Miss our Big Sur getaways
And to watch you love my dogs
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
One step one prayer
I soldier on
Stimulating moving on
I miss your warmth and the thought
Of us bringing up our kids
And the part of you that was with your stick-tied handkerchief
These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this