Ugh... this morning I woke up early to finish some English homework. After having stayed up until about 3 in the morning doing psychology homework that I put off until the last minute. So I was so tired... I was going to get up at 5:30, but just sort of laid there in bed, drifting in and out of sleep. Then I re-woke up to Sarah's watch alarm at 6, and decided to get up. So I start reading from this book, and then I'm about to start writing about the article thing I just read, and realized that that wasn't what I was supposed to have read. And now it's 6:15, and I was hoping to be able to go back to sleep for a few minutes after the homework. So I search all over for the actual book I was supposed to have read a chapter from, and I just can't find it... at all... after several minutes of this, I figure that if I can't find it, I should just try not to fret about it, and go back to sleep while I can. It's only a few points anyway, I think. Like, 5. Whatever. So I try to go back to sleep for a while... and then wake up again at 6:45, wondering what time it is. For some reason I thought it might be after 8, which would not be good. I find out that it's 6:45, and I'm missing out on the now small window of sleep for me to get. So I sleep for a little while longer, and we get up at 7, as usual. All that time to sleep... wasted.
The rest of the day wasn't so bad. In fact, in my English class, I did something that I normally avoid like the plague - I raised my hand in class. I know, big deal, right? But seriously, for me, it's kind of a big deal. I don't even remember the last time I voluntarily raised my hand in a classroom. It usually terrifies me. So yeah. Sarah should be so proud. :P
Oh, and I'm finally doing my laundry tonight... after it's been... you don't want to know, probably. But it's been too long. Ah, now everything will be so clean and fresh. ^^
Oh yeah, I also saw August Rush tonight for FHE. Finally; I didn't know if I'd ever get around to it. So yeah... I really liked it. I usually do, I'm not surprised. But it was kind of ridiculous. So many things... just... whatever. I'll not go into it. It was good.
You might also be interested to know that I had this... I think it was a spider bite. And I picked at it a little, so it got a little scab. And I keep picking at the scab... yeah, tsk tsk, me. But I admit - I'm a scab picker. Unless they're really big, then forget it. So I was picking at it today during a class, and accidentally made it bleed... a lot more than I thought it would. It stopped after a few minutes, but I can still tell now that it was a little bloody before. So I think I'll put a band-aid over it for a while so I won't keep doing that. Now I'm getting tired, so I'll try to wrap up everything I'm doing so that I can go to bed. :)
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
I Guess I'm Just Annoyed
So, today was pretty dumb. :P Actually, I did have a dream last night that I got shot in the head, "between the eyes"... and that was a really interesting dream. But that's not the point.
First of all, I woke up like... 40 minutes before planning to. And normally I'd be stoked and be like, "Great!" *plops down in covers* And promptly fall back asleep. But of course not... I can't sleep, so naturally, what do I do? Facebook! :P Yeah... so anyway, then I go shower. And then get ready for church. Okay, I'll stop the play-by-play... it's getting boring.
After church is ridiculous... because it's fast Sunday, the cafeteria doesn't open until three. And, of course, that's when our ward gets out anyway. So we get to go and eat right when everyone else and their brother is eating there. Pure joy. We have to stand in this stupid line... stupid, because there's so many people. And with that many people... well, there's a lot of stupid in the room. And then there's a couple of people that are just hanging out next to the guy behind us, talking. Just because, they're pals, so they want to chat. Annoying, but fine, I'll deal with it. And then they're all like, "Oh, there's a line? Where's the end? Oh my gosh, I'm retarded! I can't follow this string of people that will lead me to the end of the line, because it curves around at that end!" Okay, so I made those last two up, obviously... -_- But seriously, is it that hard to find the end of the line? And then, go figure, the guy behind us is just all, "Oh, don't worry about it! You can get in line in front of me. I don't mind." And of course, because he doesn't mind, that must mean that everyone else behind him doesn't mind, right? O. M. G. Seriously, I thought I'd seen enough of that in high school. So now, these people, by getting in line with their friend, have cut in line in front of... I dunno, 30 people? I could be waay off, but does it really matter? It's the same principle. Sheesh, people...
And then the cafeteria is always really crowded on Sundays, and that just always bothers me... I hate trying to get a meal when it's so crowed, and you can't walk anywhere, and it's hard to get to the food, and really hard to find anywhere to sit... *sigh* Yeah, sometimes people just bother me.
And now, because I'm freakin' retarded also, I'm up at two in the morning, and I am just starting my homework that I'm pretty sure will take me at least an hour. What the heck is wrong with me? I just want to throw something through the window right now, and see it shatter... that would be oh so satisfying. :)
First of all, I woke up like... 40 minutes before planning to. And normally I'd be stoked and be like, "Great!" *plops down in covers* And promptly fall back asleep. But of course not... I can't sleep, so naturally, what do I do? Facebook! :P Yeah... so anyway, then I go shower. And then get ready for church. Okay, I'll stop the play-by-play... it's getting boring.
After church is ridiculous... because it's fast Sunday, the cafeteria doesn't open until three. And, of course, that's when our ward gets out anyway. So we get to go and eat right when everyone else and their brother is eating there. Pure joy. We have to stand in this stupid line... stupid, because there's so many people. And with that many people... well, there's a lot of stupid in the room. And then there's a couple of people that are just hanging out next to the guy behind us, talking. Just because, they're pals, so they want to chat. Annoying, but fine, I'll deal with it. And then they're all like, "Oh, there's a line? Where's the end? Oh my gosh, I'm retarded! I can't follow this string of people that will lead me to the end of the line, because it curves around at that end!" Okay, so I made those last two up, obviously... -_- But seriously, is it that hard to find the end of the line? And then, go figure, the guy behind us is just all, "Oh, don't worry about it! You can get in line in front of me. I don't mind." And of course, because he doesn't mind, that must mean that everyone else behind him doesn't mind, right? O. M. G. Seriously, I thought I'd seen enough of that in high school. So now, these people, by getting in line with their friend, have cut in line in front of... I dunno, 30 people? I could be waay off, but does it really matter? It's the same principle. Sheesh, people...
And then the cafeteria is always really crowded on Sundays, and that just always bothers me... I hate trying to get a meal when it's so crowed, and you can't walk anywhere, and it's hard to get to the food, and really hard to find anywhere to sit... *sigh* Yeah, sometimes people just bother me.
And now, because I'm freakin' retarded also, I'm up at two in the morning, and I am just starting my homework that I'm pretty sure will take me at least an hour. What the heck is wrong with me? I just want to throw something through the window right now, and see it shatter... that would be oh so satisfying. :)
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Audition
Oh man, so my audition was this morning. The whole morning I just felt this sense of utter dread... when I finally went to the HFAC, I signed in and everything, and then waited for a warm-up room. My warm-up was actually pretty good. That made me feel just the slightest bit better.
In my audition, I had to play through... I dunno, five scales? Give or take. And I did them alright. And then played my Mozart piece. It was... well... I suppose it was okay, but most definitely not as good as it was in warm-up. It could've been worse, but it could've been much better. And then I had this dumb sight-reading thing... I don't even know about those. I mean, I can play parts of it, but seriously, at least half the time I have no clue if I'm even hitting the right notes. Gosh I hate having so many fingerings for every note on horn. So I get through enough of that to satisfy him, and I'm out. Oh, yeah, and you know the thing he said to me before I left? He was talking about how for some reason or another this year was especially competitive for horn, and apparently there were quite a few people trying out and only so many open spots. So he said that hopefully it wouldn't be me, be someone had to have their heart broken. It has to happen to someone. Oh, good gracious, thanks, that's really comforting after I've freaked out about this stupid audition enough already! I'm sure he says that to everybody (I hope)... but still... NOT comforting.
On the way out, back to the dorms, I started crying again. I was just so stressed out... I mean seriously, it's only like, the most important audition of my life so far. So why shouldn't I be a little stressed? And honestly, if I fail to make it in once again... I don't even know. I'm so tired of trying to figure out what the heck I'm "supposed" to do, or what I'm "meant" to do. Doesn't it make sense to just do something that I "want" to do, or that I will "enjoy" doing? Seriously. So yeah... no pressure, right? I just really hope I make it in. I don't want to be the one with my heart broken again.
In my audition, I had to play through... I dunno, five scales? Give or take. And I did them alright. And then played my Mozart piece. It was... well... I suppose it was okay, but most definitely not as good as it was in warm-up. It could've been worse, but it could've been much better. And then I had this dumb sight-reading thing... I don't even know about those. I mean, I can play parts of it, but seriously, at least half the time I have no clue if I'm even hitting the right notes. Gosh I hate having so many fingerings for every note on horn. So I get through enough of that to satisfy him, and I'm out. Oh, yeah, and you know the thing he said to me before I left? He was talking about how for some reason or another this year was especially competitive for horn, and apparently there were quite a few people trying out and only so many open spots. So he said that hopefully it wouldn't be me, be someone had to have their heart broken. It has to happen to someone. Oh, good gracious, thanks, that's really comforting after I've freaked out about this stupid audition enough already! I'm sure he says that to everybody (I hope)... but still... NOT comforting.
On the way out, back to the dorms, I started crying again. I was just so stressed out... I mean seriously, it's only like, the most important audition of my life so far. So why shouldn't I be a little stressed? And honestly, if I fail to make it in once again... I don't even know. I'm so tired of trying to figure out what the heck I'm "supposed" to do, or what I'm "meant" to do. Doesn't it make sense to just do something that I "want" to do, or that I will "enjoy" doing? Seriously. So yeah... no pressure, right? I just really hope I make it in. I don't want to be the one with my heart broken again.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
I Loathe Auditions
Man, most of today was great.
This morning I didn't have English, because of meetings or conferences or something of the sort... so all I had was Music Civilization at 8, and Psychology at noon. I was tempted to just skip Music Civ and sleep in for a while, but I figured I needed to go, since I wasn't signed up for the class for the first two weeks. That, and we talked about Mozart today - how could I miss that? :)
This evening, however... I started thinking about my audition I have tomorrow (10 am) for the School of Music. And started getting really nervous... seriously. I just felt this sense of dread that wouldn't go away. I even came near tears. So tonight I eventually was so overwhelmed by nerves and pressure that I just broke down for a few minutes. Good gosh. I do think I have a good chance of making it in. But looking at my past record, and I don't doubt that I might not get in. I just can't wait until tomorrow morning is over.
And with that, that pretty much wraps up my day. Wish me luck... because I'll be needing it.
This morning I didn't have English, because of meetings or conferences or something of the sort... so all I had was Music Civilization at 8, and Psychology at noon. I was tempted to just skip Music Civ and sleep in for a while, but I figured I needed to go, since I wasn't signed up for the class for the first two weeks. That, and we talked about Mozart today - how could I miss that? :)
This evening, however... I started thinking about my audition I have tomorrow (10 am) for the School of Music. And started getting really nervous... seriously. I just felt this sense of dread that wouldn't go away. I even came near tears. So tonight I eventually was so overwhelmed by nerves and pressure that I just broke down for a few minutes. Good gosh. I do think I have a good chance of making it in. But looking at my past record, and I don't doubt that I might not get in. I just can't wait until tomorrow morning is over.
And with that, that pretty much wraps up my day. Wish me luck... because I'll be needing it.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Pretty Nice Day After All
So, this morning was interesting.
Sarah and I woke up at 6:30 to shower, as usual. Then I went back to sleep for a bit while she did sight-singing homework. And then I guess she usually sleeps for a tiny bit after she's done with that. So then she woke up at like... I dunno, 8? And started panicking. See, she had a pace test in her music dictation class, which is her first class. So I just assumed that for some reason her test was at 8, and her normal class time would still be at 9. Apparently she forgot that her class starts at 9, because last semester it was at 8... so basically, she left as fast as she could, and ended up going late to an earlier class... but it all worked out okay in the end.
After my jazz dance class, I had a conference with my English teacher about my opinion editorial essay. It went much better than I had expected, saying as my draft was probably supposed to be three pages, like the final copy is supposed to be. And my first draft is one. Because I did it the morning it was due, and I didn't know how "draft" to make it, because we still had another draft due later. So yeah, anyway, it went quite well. She thought it was a good topic, and that I had some good ideas. I just need to put them all down on paper. Yay.
Oh, and before that, I went to the library to get a copy of Strauss's first concerto for horn, for my lessons. They gave me the information I needed to find it, and sent me off. Not long after, I felt completely lost looking for it. At first, I wound up in some Korean/Asian studies section... and then wandered over to the music section. I still couldn't find it, so I went back, and they guided me to where it was located. Turns out it wasn't hard to find at all, I just didn't look in any of the right places. Seriously, it's a good thing I don't have to go to the library very often. That place is gigantic.
The even better part of today was that they had Hawaiian haystacks again! ^^ Granted, the rice did have beans in it for some reason, but I'll go with it. I was so happy...
Sarah and I woke up at 6:30 to shower, as usual. Then I went back to sleep for a bit while she did sight-singing homework. And then I guess she usually sleeps for a tiny bit after she's done with that. So then she woke up at like... I dunno, 8? And started panicking. See, she had a pace test in her music dictation class, which is her first class. So I just assumed that for some reason her test was at 8, and her normal class time would still be at 9. Apparently she forgot that her class starts at 9, because last semester it was at 8... so basically, she left as fast as she could, and ended up going late to an earlier class... but it all worked out okay in the end.
After my jazz dance class, I had a conference with my English teacher about my opinion editorial essay. It went much better than I had expected, saying as my draft was probably supposed to be three pages, like the final copy is supposed to be. And my first draft is one. Because I did it the morning it was due, and I didn't know how "draft" to make it, because we still had another draft due later. So yeah, anyway, it went quite well. She thought it was a good topic, and that I had some good ideas. I just need to put them all down on paper. Yay.
Oh, and before that, I went to the library to get a copy of Strauss's first concerto for horn, for my lessons. They gave me the information I needed to find it, and sent me off. Not long after, I felt completely lost looking for it. At first, I wound up in some Korean/Asian studies section... and then wandered over to the music section. I still couldn't find it, so I went back, and they guided me to where it was located. Turns out it wasn't hard to find at all, I just didn't look in any of the right places. Seriously, it's a good thing I don't have to go to the library very often. That place is gigantic.
The even better part of today was that they had Hawaiian haystacks again! ^^ Granted, the rice did have beans in it for some reason, but I'll go with it. I was so happy...
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Catch-Up
Okay... it's been so long since my last update, I can't even begin to catch up. Hopefully I'll hit most of the highlights.
Final exams. For the most part, they actually went pretty well. Decent grades for my first semester, overall.
Then I went home for Christmas break, for about two and a half weeks. And seriously, I know I'm really enjoying myself if I don't mind being away from my laptop for at least an entire day. And I went at least two or three, at first. Yeah, I loved being home.
My birthday was great. Now I'm 19. Yeah... strange. The weirder part is, in less than a year I'll be 20. Seriously, that's like... much older than I feel or act, that's for sure. :P And then Christmas, three days later. Also splendid. Which is particularly odd, because I don't really use the word splendid... ever. In any case, I got some cool things... a few movies, a couple CDs, a webcam (to my utter surprise - aren't they expensive???), and then the usual - clothes, snacks, calendar... etc, etc.
Now I'm in a new semester. I started in a Careers in Music Education class, because I thought I might want to do that as a major/career. As it turns out, I ended up dropping the class. And decided to major in music therapy. Finally, I think I know what my plan is. Since BYU doesn't offer the major, though, I'll be getting a BA in general music here, and then I'll go to another school - right now I'm considering Sam Houston State - and do a music therapy equivalency program there. So then I went through the trouble of completely re-planning my schedule for the next three years, and I may have finally gotten it figured out. Though, that's what I always say, and I tend to end up changing it quite a few more times. Whatev... we'll see.
The bad thing about this new semester is that I already really want to go back home... I sometimes just don't have the will to go to class, to do the work... which is definitely not a good thing. I guess I'll just have to survive the semester, and then I'll get to go home again. *sigh* I just miss playing with my family.
Also, Trevin is nearly engaged to his girlfriend, Kalisha Roberts. He's just waiting 'til he gets the ring. That's pretty awesome. We've had a wedding once every year, in the summer, starting with David... and after Trevin this summer, I'm next. o_0 Or... maybe I should just hope for a date by then. Allison is also engaged. Which seems way weirder! I guess just because I've been good friends with her, as opposed to Trevin, who's always been a couple of years older than me... little Allison, all growed up. When the heck did that happen?? :P So, her new name will be Allison Dredge. Different... I'll have to get used to that idea. The exciting part is that I'm one of her bridesmaids. ^^
Other than all of that... I can't think of anything else of much significance. Except that the cafeteria hasn't had Hawaiian haystacks at all so far this semester. Yeah, I'm pretty peeved. It's like... the best meal ever. Or, close to it. It's probably in my top five. Maybe. The point is, it's delicious, and I want it back. :P
Final exams. For the most part, they actually went pretty well. Decent grades for my first semester, overall.
Then I went home for Christmas break, for about two and a half weeks. And seriously, I know I'm really enjoying myself if I don't mind being away from my laptop for at least an entire day. And I went at least two or three, at first. Yeah, I loved being home.
My birthday was great. Now I'm 19. Yeah... strange. The weirder part is, in less than a year I'll be 20. Seriously, that's like... much older than I feel or act, that's for sure. :P And then Christmas, three days later. Also splendid. Which is particularly odd, because I don't really use the word splendid... ever. In any case, I got some cool things... a few movies, a couple CDs, a webcam (to my utter surprise - aren't they expensive???), and then the usual - clothes, snacks, calendar... etc, etc.
Now I'm in a new semester. I started in a Careers in Music Education class, because I thought I might want to do that as a major/career. As it turns out, I ended up dropping the class. And decided to major in music therapy. Finally, I think I know what my plan is. Since BYU doesn't offer the major, though, I'll be getting a BA in general music here, and then I'll go to another school - right now I'm considering Sam Houston State - and do a music therapy equivalency program there. So then I went through the trouble of completely re-planning my schedule for the next three years, and I may have finally gotten it figured out. Though, that's what I always say, and I tend to end up changing it quite a few more times. Whatev... we'll see.
The bad thing about this new semester is that I already really want to go back home... I sometimes just don't have the will to go to class, to do the work... which is definitely not a good thing. I guess I'll just have to survive the semester, and then I'll get to go home again. *sigh* I just miss playing with my family.
Also, Trevin is nearly engaged to his girlfriend, Kalisha Roberts. He's just waiting 'til he gets the ring. That's pretty awesome. We've had a wedding once every year, in the summer, starting with David... and after Trevin this summer, I'm next. o_0 Or... maybe I should just hope for a date by then. Allison is also engaged. Which seems way weirder! I guess just because I've been good friends with her, as opposed to Trevin, who's always been a couple of years older than me... little Allison, all growed up. When the heck did that happen?? :P So, her new name will be Allison Dredge. Different... I'll have to get used to that idea. The exciting part is that I'm one of her bridesmaids. ^^
Other than all of that... I can't think of anything else of much significance. Except that the cafeteria hasn't had Hawaiian haystacks at all so far this semester. Yeah, I'm pretty peeved. It's like... the best meal ever. Or, close to it. It's probably in my top five. Maybe. The point is, it's delicious, and I want it back. :P
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