"It's a taste that you can't shake, but you can't seem to let them go awry"
Well, wasn't that a fun little hiatus? *shakes head no* The way this year is working out is that whenever I try to set aside time to work on long term work or past work, some new assignment springs up.
During my hiatus, I've found myself sleeping for about 9-10 hours a night, maybe even with some random naps added in. I don't know, but it was like sudden exhaustion crept in. I still had the same caffeine intake and the same track work. It was really odd. At one point I even thought I was getting sick because of all the rest I needed. I'm not though, thankfully. Oh, and besides that, I've gotten homework done. ^^ yay! And actually found face to face friendship a snippet weirder because I hadn't chatted with the person the previous night. :P See, IM increases social interaction!
Tomorrow, Thursday, is the last day of school before Spring Break. I'm so relieved, honestly. There are still some horrid cons to this, like all the new projects and books to read during break. At least they're good books. Yay AP English!
I've missed LJ, the lolz, the little community we have here (lol, that's really cheesy and sentimental sounding, but I- well, I digress), and I miss posting here in the wee hours with my delusional head! Today was overcast for most of the day, so my mind was sent reeling. I swear it affects me. It makes me more introverted, but spurs on the most brilliant of thoughts. It was a nice change from the sunlighted, blue skies we've been having. You know, the kind that make me want to dance around like a hippie and imprints Grateful Dead songs in my head all day long. Seriously, I had "Uncle John's Band" stuck in my head all last week. It was fun, but too much of anything is too much for me. ;)
You know, here on these journals, or in daily conversation, people tell you things they've been doing then shrug it off. You, on the other hand, may hear their scroll of achievements and gape. How is is possible that activities like being accepted into college, receiving crazy huge scholarships, running amazing track times, getting A's on countless tests, or even just being content in hard situations...how can they be poo-poo-ed by the achiever?! People to extraordinary things all the time. For track practice, we watched a video of this guy setting the mile record in 1967 around like 3:53 minutes (for those of you who don't know how amazing that is, I run a quarter mile at my fastest sprint, then proceed to collapse at the end at around 1:15 minutes. So this guy was like a friggin' beast). It was insane. And yet, this was just some guy who went to a college. We're all just some people that go about life, just like him. I know I get these bursts of *wow* when I read some peoples' LJ entries. And they just keep going like it's just another point about their day to list off! Haha, hopefully I come across as amazing? *shrugs* I know we're all amazing to other people in different ways. Maybe just in the fact that we're jealous of the other person's record collection or shoes or haircut or way of enunciating. You know it's true.
I've *practically* completely convinced myself that I need to add a minor in psychology to my music major pursuit. I've caught myself mentioning/almost mentioning Freud, Freudian slips, Freudian interpretation of dreams, etc about a dozen times this week. Plus, that's all I seem to ever concern myself with: the inside of me 'ed.
Btw, apologies for the BEYOND EPIC entry. I just have a lot to say and I don't have a shrink.
I'm working on a scholarship audition for San Jose State, and so far, i'll be the only one I have. >.< Honestly, I deserve them, but apparently if you're white and not in poverty, they don't care. This recession isn't helping one iota either. But anyways, the audition will basically just be a recap of my recital, but with me memorizing the "Poem Idellica" by Howard Hanson. (the guy who was a past professor at SJSU in like the '40s or so...lol, I'm so not sucking up to them either. It just happened that way) It's not too bad of a memorization job because I practiced it a ton already. But there are always those spots that are trouble. And *facepalm* I still need to write two pieces to submit for my actual admittance to the music school. I've been meaning to write that piano composition based on the life of Marie Antoinette, then maybe do a little Joni Mitchel guitar type folk for the other one, maybe with some added flute or strings to show I can write more then one instrument at a time. But, have I started? No.
I really hope there's good church services on Friday and Sunday. Easter is important. Besides, I need to sit through a good church service. I don't think I've been to a good one in a while. It's all been rather flowy and full of "Christian talk" that's more like fairy tale land then actual life. See, when you can't even use actual English to describe things, it's much harder to put to practice in day to day things. Plus the fact that there's some *serious* personality friction between me and my youth pastor is just not helping things at all. I mean, there's no enmity or harsh feelings, just that sort of ">.<" for no apparent reason. And the fact that I get along like BFFEs with his wife is just adding to the frustration of the friction. I feel like I should respect him, and I do, but there's no foundation for it. EUgh for personality friction!! And curse my critical nature!
I hope I get to write some poetry over break. I haven't in a while and I need it. Without creative writing class, I have little to no time/motive to set aside for writing.
Our senior trip itinerary got passed by the principal!! Our entire class is *BEYOND* psyched! We're leaving right after the last day of finals in June to head to Disneyland's Grad Night where there will only be graduated seniors from 11 pm to 6 am. There'll be clubs there, so there are plenty of jokes going around about those. Our school is a conservative Christian school by the school board's rules, so we don't have dances. (lol, just banquets) We've all been warned jokingly (half-not jokingly too...) to not go on Mr Toad's Wild Ride because it will *indeed* be a wild ride, lol. But besides that, we're heading to SeaWorld immediately after for that whole next day. Then we'll have the MTV wave rider that produces surf waves, then a BBQ on the beach with plenty of water skiing and ocean-type games. And we're having our Senior banquet down there on a dinner and dance cruise. Annd in there somewhere is a baseball game and go-kart racing on a professional track. Just...it's going to be epic. And we'll all need to rely on caffeine, adrenaline, and our youthful vigor to get us through all these activities with the amount of sleep time we'll be given. ^^ Just the way I like it. And besides, I'm so wearing sundresses/hippie dresses for most of it. It instantly conjures up that happy, sunny feel.
Katrina
Ps- Yes, I actually stopped writing this entry! I know, you can all be amazed at that.
Pps- I'm miffed I missed St. Patrick's Day on here. I was GREEN that day. I wore the brightest green tent dress I had with a nice big buckled belt, and even green eyeshadow. I should've put in a little countryside girl type braid, but I don't wake up in time for anything anymore.
During my hiatus, I've found myself sleeping for about 9-10 hours a night, maybe even with some random naps added in. I don't know, but it was like sudden exhaustion crept in. I still had the same caffeine intake and the same track work. It was really odd. At one point I even thought I was getting sick because of all the rest I needed. I'm not though, thankfully. Oh, and besides that, I've gotten homework done. ^^ yay! And actually found face to face friendship a snippet weirder because I hadn't chatted with the person the previous night. :P See, IM increases social interaction!
Tomorrow, Thursday, is the last day of school before Spring Break. I'm so relieved, honestly. There are still some horrid cons to this, like all the new projects and books to read during break. At least they're good books. Yay AP English!
I've missed LJ, the lolz, the little community we have here (lol, that's really cheesy and sentimental sounding, but I- well, I digress), and I miss posting here in the wee hours with my delusional head! Today was overcast for most of the day, so my mind was sent reeling. I swear it affects me. It makes me more introverted, but spurs on the most brilliant of thoughts. It was a nice change from the sunlighted, blue skies we've been having. You know, the kind that make me want to dance around like a hippie and imprints Grateful Dead songs in my head all day long. Seriously, I had "Uncle John's Band" stuck in my head all last week. It was fun, but too much of anything is too much for me. ;)
You know, here on these journals, or in daily conversation, people tell you things they've been doing then shrug it off. You, on the other hand, may hear their scroll of achievements and gape. How is is possible that activities like being accepted into college, receiving crazy huge scholarships, running amazing track times, getting A's on countless tests, or even just being content in hard situations...how can they be poo-poo-ed by the achiever?! People to extraordinary things all the time. For track practice, we watched a video of this guy setting the mile record in 1967 around like 3:53 minutes (for those of you who don't know how amazing that is, I run a quarter mile at my fastest sprint, then proceed to collapse at the end at around 1:15 minutes. So this guy was like a friggin' beast). It was insane. And yet, this was just some guy who went to a college. We're all just some people that go about life, just like him. I know I get these bursts of *wow* when I read some peoples' LJ entries. And they just keep going like it's just another point about their day to list off! Haha, hopefully I come across as amazing? *shrugs* I know we're all amazing to other people in different ways. Maybe just in the fact that we're jealous of the other person's record collection or shoes or haircut or way of enunciating. You know it's true.
I've *practically* completely convinced myself that I need to add a minor in psychology to my music major pursuit. I've caught myself mentioning/almost mentioning Freud, Freudian slips, Freudian interpretation of dreams, etc about a dozen times this week. Plus, that's all I seem to ever concern myself with: the inside of me 'ed.
Btw, apologies for the BEYOND EPIC entry. I just have a lot to say and I don't have a shrink.
I'm working on a scholarship audition for San Jose State, and so far, i'll be the only one I have. >.< Honestly, I deserve them, but apparently if you're white and not in poverty, they don't care. This recession isn't helping one iota either. But anyways, the audition will basically just be a recap of my recital, but with me memorizing the "Poem Idellica" by Howard Hanson. (the guy who was a past professor at SJSU in like the '40s or so...lol, I'm so not sucking up to them either. It just happened that way) It's not too bad of a memorization job because I practiced it a ton already. But there are always those spots that are trouble. And *facepalm* I still need to write two pieces to submit for my actual admittance to the music school. I've been meaning to write that piano composition based on the life of Marie Antoinette, then maybe do a little Joni Mitchel guitar type folk for the other one, maybe with some added flute or strings to show I can write more then one instrument at a time. But, have I started? No.
I really hope there's good church services on Friday and Sunday. Easter is important. Besides, I need to sit through a good church service. I don't think I've been to a good one in a while. It's all been rather flowy and full of "Christian talk" that's more like fairy tale land then actual life. See, when you can't even use actual English to describe things, it's much harder to put to practice in day to day things. Plus the fact that there's some *serious* personality friction between me and my youth pastor is just not helping things at all. I mean, there's no enmity or harsh feelings, just that sort of ">.<" for no apparent reason. And the fact that I get along like BFFEs with his wife is just adding to the frustration of the friction. I feel like I should respect him, and I do, but there's no foundation for it. EUgh for personality friction!! And curse my critical nature!
I hope I get to write some poetry over break. I haven't in a while and I need it. Without creative writing class, I have little to no time/motive to set aside for writing.
Our senior trip itinerary got passed by the principal!! Our entire class is *BEYOND* psyched! We're leaving right after the last day of finals in June to head to Disneyland's Grad Night where there will only be graduated seniors from 11 pm to 6 am. There'll be clubs there, so there are plenty of jokes going around about those. Our school is a conservative Christian school by the school board's rules, so we don't have dances. (lol, just banquets) We've all been warned jokingly (half-not jokingly too...) to not go on Mr Toad's Wild Ride because it will *indeed* be a wild ride, lol. But besides that, we're heading to SeaWorld immediately after for that whole next day. Then we'll have the MTV wave rider that produces surf waves, then a BBQ on the beach with plenty of water skiing and ocean-type games. And we're having our Senior banquet down there on a dinner and dance cruise. Annd in there somewhere is a baseball game and go-kart racing on a professional track. Just...it's going to be epic. And we'll all need to rely on caffeine, adrenaline, and our youthful vigor to get us through all these activities with the amount of sleep time we'll be given. ^^ Just the way I like it. And besides, I'm so wearing sundresses/hippie dresses for most of it. It instantly conjures up that happy, sunny feel.
Katrina
Ps- Yes, I actually stopped writing this entry! I know, you can all be amazed at that.
Pps- I'm miffed I missed St. Patrick's Day on here. I was GREEN that day. I wore the brightest green tent dress I had with a nice big buckled belt, and even green eyeshadow. I should've put in a little countryside girl type braid, but I don't wake up in time for anything anymore.