The day was much better today, though it has had its ups and downs.
I had a lesson today, the last one before juries in fact, and it went really well. My teacher said she thought I'd be absolutely fine for juries, and that's really cool considering I got this piece at the absolute last second. I'm not so scared about juries anymore. :]
Oh, as for what was so weird yesterday that I had to show Michelle: it was very Blair-Witch-Esque. Out in the gazebo by the lake, 35 barbie dolls hanging from the roof edges. By their necks. All very visibly bleached blond - some of the dolls obviously started out brunette and had a bad peroxide job. Very creepy. Apparently it's making some sort of statement, but no one knew if it was about female body image today or a death threat at Kappa Kappa Gamma. Well, apparently there's gonna be a discussion about it tomorrow. As it lost its mystique it's become slightly less cool, but the shock effect worked really well, and since it wasn't announced, everyone actually came to see it, through word of mouth. Very neat.
Had my last Tuesday-Thursday class today. Next time I see them will be for finals. Creepy, but, well, thank you, thank you, thank you. Next Tuesday will be reading day, and instead of waking up for my 8 o clock class I'll get to actually sleep in! Woo!
I'm all tired, and I was wondering why, and then I remembered I stayed up til three last night to work on a project. Oops. Time for bed.

This day has ended terribly. I hate, hate, hate going to sleep upset. I would rather stay up all night than go to sleep crying.
The sheep picture is nice, though.

Yeesh.
I'm sitting here for a minute to let my brain very quietly calm itself down. I have been running everywhere lately, doing ten million things, and it's just gonna get worse before the year gets done. I was talking to my mom on the phone yesterday about scheduling when she's going to get down, what to do with huge items like my fridge, etc, and we both just stopped in utter exhaustion. And that's just the moving process. Sigh.
To let my brain slow down I'm listening to fluffy music - that, is, the Center Stage soundtrack. I hadn't realized this, but so many memories are connected to this CD, all from senior year. I first heard the song "We're Dancing" at State Solo & Ensemble Festival last year. We took a break after our brass ensemble performed and watched the winter guards and baton twirlers and such. These three baton twirler girls did a routine to this song, and it's interesting to note that I hadn't even seen the movie at that point. I thought, "That is the cutest little song" and when I hear it even now, I don't think of the slightly minor part in the movie that shows up, but rather a little pastel whirlwind with silver flashes. A short while later, while I was living with Katie, Cara slept over and brought Center Stage, and I fell in love with the movie. Thus, thinking of Center Stage doesn't just remind me of the movie, but also the entire time I was living with Katie, and all the stress and turmoil and fun of senior year. Strange.
I still really, really like Jamiroquai. I need to get a CD or something for my birthday. (Hint, hint :)
Kinda cool: we got our priority numbers that we'll get to choose our rooms from, and I'm number 19. Not in the future sophomore class, but the junior one. I'm going to officially be a junior. Neat. I'll still be in college for four years I think, because I won't be able to do all the stuff required for my major and minor, but it's still pretty cool.
Last night I stayed up for a very long time working on an English portfolio due today. And I worked on some problems with it this morning. And during lunch. And Michelle put up with the great headache that I am. :( But woohoo! it's turned in. Now I only have to worry about the final for that class, oh, and for all my other classes, oh and that project for jazz, and juries...sigh. But at least that's one headache out of the way.
I saw the freakiest things today when my aerobics class took a walk around the campus. One was a snake skin from a real, huge snake. I do not want to run into the snake that shed that skin. Yeesh. The second was really cool, but I'm not going to talk about it yet, cause I want to show it to Michelle and I won't give it away. More later!

I was reminded that I made a quiz about me last semester, and also was told that I needed to update parts of it. :) So here it is, the updated Jill Quiz:
http://myquiz.coolquiz.com/myquiz/myquiz.asp?QuizNum=1292824494

Well, I was going to start this post out with Rarrr. Then I realized it's already been done. Sigh. But still, that is how I feel. No, I haven't felt this way for past four straight days; I'm not that consistently grumpy. Actually, I don't know, must be, still, all the stress of everything that's piling up in these last weeks. Maybe the knowledge that I'm leaving much too soon. Maybe stupid crap from high school people that I just don't feel like I need to be involved with anymore. Maybe the fact that I feel that I don't need to be "rebuked" like a child. Well, whatever the reason....
Rarrr.
I spent a lot of time at Rocky's this weekend. And tonight. : / It's losing its attraction again. Maybe that's a good thing...I'm spending far too much money there. Anyways, I went there on Friday to sort of I suppose celebrate after my horn concert, and that was fun, albeit very crowded. Saturday I essentially went to save the day for Jackie, although perhaps that wasn't so successful after all. Sunday was nice, and I slept a lot, and watched Stand By Me for the first time since I was about eight, and it was far more morbid, and powerful, than I remembered.
Sarah's roommate is back today. Sarah's none too pleased. At least she only has a few weeks left.
I tried playing a skateboarding game on Greg's computer yesterday, and while it took me wahile to even want to attempt it, it was actually kinda fun. More fun than I realized at the time, cause here I am now, thinking about it. Hmmm. I might have to ask to play it sometime soon. :)
I should be reading. Or working on a jazz project. But I think my brain is slowly melting, and I can't concentrate on barely anything. And I have a test on Friday. Then juries, and finals, and packing, and doctor's appointments, and leaving, and arrrgh. I can see writing in my blog is doing absolutely no good, so, sigh.

Rarrrr.....
I hate it when I get in a grumpy mood for no reason. I feel like my head isn't attached properly. Sigh. Still, I think I'm feeling better now, and if this is all the grumpiest I get, I think I'll be ok. Here's hoping.
And now for my day...
I did in fact survive Midday. But oh my gosh, it was soooo much more scary than even Juries were last semester. I swear, Juries this semester will be soo nice in comparison. I don't know precisely why I was so terrified - I've performed in small ensembles and even been judged before. At least I wasn't the only scared one; my 'accompianists' were pretty freaked too. Sarah kept saying, "If I'm this scared now, what am I going to be like next week at my midday?" Thus our performance was a bit weaker than it had been a half an hour before when we were practicing. Sigh. Still, it was my first attempt, and I survived, and now I get to relax. Sort of. And it looks like my solo for juries will be pretty. Woo...
Room plans are slooooowly becoming more finalized. We're thinking we're going to move into what I'm calling Pod A, for Plan A, being the Cove pod that Sarah and Margo currently live in. They still aren't certain, but it looks that way. I's say 80% probability. And I put in my room deposit today, so next week we get our priority numbers for room picking. It was kinda cool pulling out $260 from the ATM - and very saddening to see all but $10 of it go to the Bursar's five minutes later.
Speaking of Sarah and the Cove...
Sarah absolutely cannot stand her roommate. The girl's nice enough I suppose, but strange. Totally antisocial. And case in point: Sarah noticed that the roommate stayed up til eleven last night instead of the usual ten (oooh). The next morning she woke up to see a note on the message board on her door (which was for the entire pod, not just Sarah): Went to Tennessee with Crew team. Be back on Monday. Not that Sarah isn't glad she'll have the room to herself for four days, but still. Yeesh.
Michelle and I have been having an ongoing conversation all night about various religions and various forms of mysticism, and some ghost story-type stuff, all spurred by watching The Mummy on TV. Who says college students aren't intellectual?
And speaking of intellectual and informative things, we watched a special on breat implants on MTV. That stuff is just scary. Ick.
And as per usual, my mom and I have that freaky connection: I called her tonight and stopped in midsentence to go "EEEW!" as I saw a particularly gross half-rotting mummy, and my mom didn't even ask what was up. Apparently she was watching the movie too. That stuff always happens. It's kinda cool.
Earlier today I took at least a 2-hour nap. It was nice, but when I was jarred awake by the phone I had no idea what time it was, day it was, or anything. It's been awhile since I was that tired. Luckily my first class isn't til ten tomorrow, and I think when I get done with my classes at noon I'm gonna take another nap to help catch up with all this missing sleep. I'm gettin the hang of this nap thing, finally. It's nice. I think I'll have to tell Greg I finally am seeing the attraction. Not that that's any excuse for not driving, of course. :)
Speaking of sleep, it's midnight. If I start heading for bed now, I may get there by my 1:10 bedtime. Woo.
'<

Here's some of the things that let me know I grew up in the 80's (well, really 80's and early 90's)
You ever ended your sentence with "psych"
You solved the Rubics cube.....by peeling off the stickers
You watched the pound puppies
You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish
You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own. (amen)
You owned those little Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls
You know what 'Whoa' comes from Blossom
You ever watched Fraggle Rock
You remember When it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons
You wore a pony tail to the side of your head
You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school
You made your mom buy you one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side (not really, but I had scrunchies)
You played the game "Mash" with friends at school
You wanted to change your name to Jem in Kindergarten
You remember reading "Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing" and all the Ramona books
You know the profound meaning of "Wax on,Wax off"
You ever wore fluorescent, neon if you will, clothing
You wanted to be on StarSearch
You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off
You remember the craze, and then banning of slap bracelets
You remember Hypercolor T-shirts
Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band
You remember Punky Brewster
You loved Howard the duck
You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged "friendship bracelets"
You ever owned a pair of Jelly Shoes
After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you couldn't stop saying "I know you are but what am I?"
You remember "I've fallen...and I can't get up!"
You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates
You had or went to a birthday party at McDonald's
You learned oldies songs by watching Alvin and the Chipmunks
You remember dancing along with the Bangles in "Walk Like An Egyptian"
If you remember Heathcliff the orange cat
You saw the California Raisins Christmas claymation special
You've gone through this list occasionally saying "That wasn't from the 80's"
You remember Popples
DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!
You wore socks over tights with high-top Reeboks
MISS MARY MACK MACK MACK ALL DRESSED IN BLACK BLACK BLACK.....
You remember boom boxes instead of CD players
You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies
You remember the Transformers
You knew what it meant to say: "Care bear stare!!" and you had a favorite
You remember Rainbow Bright and MY Little Pony Tales
You remember Alf, the little furry brown alien from Melmac
You remember the large amounts of hairspray used
You remember those very stylish headbands
You remember the beggining of New Kids on the Block
You remember watching The Cosby show
You remember Mr.Belvadere
You remember Michael J. Fox in Family Ties and Back to the Future
You know all the names of the gang from "Saved by the Bell"

Wooooo!
I am quite suddenly in a very happy mood. There is a real reason, but it's difficult to explain. At any rate, the past few days I've been quite grumpy. I have no idea why...maybe it's just all the stress and stuff piling up.
Midday is tomorrow, and I'm terrified.
However, two things happened yesterday that brightened my day to no end. First, I...drum roll please...got my new french horn. Yes, it's all shiny and pretty and such, and many thanks to Jackie for taking me to get it. Then, later that night, I got to go shopping with Katie and Cara and I got a pretty new outfit with shoes and everything. And I started out the day today by eating a Cinnabon. Yes, a Cinnabon. You can't go wrong there.
And now, I must cut this post short, cause speaking of food, Sarah just messaged me with "I'm hungry," so looks like I'm off to dinner.
In the words of a certain movie -
"Food!"

and this deserved its own post....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREW!!!!!

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius...
It's been a Hair kind of day. First on a message board I see someone quote the main theme from the musical, and now Michelle is listening to it on some internet radio thingy. Brings back memories of my sister singing to those songs, for some reason.
I haven't posted in awhile, or really been that social lately. For the most part, it's because I've been next to frantic doing scholarships and getting ready for Midday this week and realizing that in a matter of weeks, I'll have finals, and then it's back to Tennessee. Sigh. At any rate, tons of stuff to do before then. This past weekend, I had two concerts, and I'll have two performances this week by Saturday. I was actually so frazzled that today I realized I had done the wrong assignment for Theory. Luckily, Dr. Crozier is quite understanding and I was able to turn in the correct assignment later today, but still, I was next to crying for a second.
Michelle did well on her interview today and got an audition! Woo woo!
Got to hang out with Drew this weekend...always fun. Hehe, I think he has forever changed the connotations that the word Italian has in Michelle's mind. And I played quite a lot at Rocky's, and it was in that very parking lot that Drew got checked out by some guy. Honest. It was so blatant that even Drew noticed. Cracked me up. He definitely had a bunny in headlights look. And later that, Michelle got to meet Alan. Sort of. Let's just say that underneath, I think Michelle has a darker side. Innnnnteresting.
Hmm....I'll post more later.

hahahahahahaha.
I just started watching the semi-beginning of a Lifetime movie. This late 20-something chick has just married this 40-something guy, meets this early 20-something guy and finds out, whoops, he's her new husband's son. Prior to this, the sexual tension was just oozing, so I think, well, she's gonna cheat later with this guy. Later, I glance up and she's like skinny dipping in a pool; five minutes later, I look up and he's ruggedly building something with his shirt off. But nothing had happened, so I think, well, I'm just being cynical. Then we went to commercial. And the lead-in for the movie was "And now, back to, "My Stepson, My Lover." Sigh.

Yawn.
I am in a good good mood. Very good good mood. :) I don't even know why. Well, yes I do; several reasons. First, I shall be getting a horn next week, brand new, Conn 8D, silver, pretty, woo woo woo. :) There's a good chance classes will be canceled tomorrow. I avoided almost certain death in my scifi class, and saved the day and our grades by my assertiveness. I talked to my mom tonight, which is always fun, and we laughed about the Osbournes together. Michelle and I plotted about our room next year, and got ice cream cones. And Sarah and I bought peanut butter and marshmallows to make sandwiches, because we're planning a trip to either Typhoon Lagoon or Blizzard Beach soon. And Jackie filled out her housing form with the aid of commentary from me and Michelle. And I didn't do homework. All in all, a very fun night.
Yes, I am nervous about some stuff. Both my midday and jury are coming up soon, to say nothing of a bunch of finals. I have to get my wisdom teeth out in the beginning of May, and I'm scared. And a bunch of other stuff too.
But you know what? I'm still in a good mood. And it's time I let myself enjoy when I am happy, no matter how much my pessimistic brain schemes against me. So here goes.

I swear, Blogger has been more than a pain recently. I wrote the last post on Saturday, and it just came up. Today. Sigh.
I went to this special luncheon for potential leaders in the first-year students. Apparently I am a potential leader. Basically, at the lunch they said that we are the potential future Rhodes and Fulbright scholars, and that we should start planning for this now, etc. I don't know. On the one hand, I hear this stuff and I think to myself, hmm, two years at Oxford, sounds amazing, great. Then a small voice at the back of my head wonders when everyone is going to see that I'm an imposter. I'm not one of those kids who wind up being Rhodes scholars. I'm not even in an Ivy League school. And I have no idea where these leadership qualities that someone sees are. The only leadership I did was the four years of marching band, and there's nothing remotely comparable to that here. Sigh. Of course, then another voice says that I'm being hard on myself, that obviously someone thinks that these scholarships are attainable and that I could be a possibility, but on the other hand...argh...
The whole letting Prospectives stay with me thing was not as much fun as I had hoped. No matter what I say next year, do not let me host anyone. Grrr. I still haven't caught up on the sleep that I missed as a result of that fiasco. Granted, Jackie stayed over, but she does anyways. Still, I hope she had a good time. I think she's all starry-eyed about the professors here. It is something of a shock: teachers with personalities and controversial opinions who make fun of their students. We had some of those in AP, but virtually all the professors are like that here. And small classes too, so that you can actually have *discussions* and the like. Yep, that's why I like being here.
The Osbournes are on tonight. Woo woo. I found out my whole family loves it, up in Tennessee. I guess my taste hasn't really differed from theirs, even living three states away. Awww.
Michelle and I were on crack last night. After I got off the phone with Greg and started getting ready for bed, we kept rehashing various things from the past few days and nearly died laughing. Though our ultimate plan was to go to bed by eleven, and we did in fact make it to being on bed by then, we had minor hysterics for at least another half-hour. A goofy couple of girls we are. And a tired pair this morning. Eh, such is the price we pay for fun.
England...hmm...

In reference to the GRRRR...
I took the hair color quiz on Thursday. Even though I pressed post and publish and it showed up on my edit page, it wouldn't show up on my actual web site, no matter how many times I tried to edit or repost or anything. I even tried making a new post, that said only grrrr, to kick it into drive. Didn't work, until randomly it did. The joys of blogger. Sigh. Hopefully this'll show up before, oh, say, Monday.
I actually had a date tonight. Not a planned way before hand kinda date, but I got Checkers, and a movie, and everything. Very, very, very nice. And prior to that, this afternoon, I've found myself becoming absorbed in the Anarchy Online thing. I know, I swore I'd never passively watch again while other people played video games, but let's face it, this is much more entertaining to watch than the crap I used to sit through. And it's pretty. Plus I make up for it by playing all that stuff at Rocky's. :) All things considered, a very satisfying afternoon and evening. Well, except for the ending of the movie Panic Room. Sigh.
I've also realized that I may know a ton of music, but not nearly as much alternative/rock/rap released in the past ten years as Greg. Puts me to shame. Well, I know much more about classical and such, I suppose, but the difference is he doesn't care. Looks like I'll have to keep practicing the 5 Second game. And maybe listen to the radio once in awhile.
I need to do some laundry and clean my room before the Prospectives stay with me on Sunday night. Arghh. Don't get me wrong, I'm looking forward to Sunday, cause I do tours all day and in the morning I have a performance as well. But cleaning? Ick.
I am getting sleeeeepy.....

GRRRR

...keepin fingers crossed for jackie...
I was thinking about sleeping when I get back to Tennessee this summer. I've gotten so used to the constant noise, whether it's a guitar one floor up or the obnoxious chicks in the hall, that to sleep with no noise at all would be really weird. And in Tennessee there's not even like city noise. Not even suburban noise. Sigh.
Although...
I suppose it won't be like last summer. The entire house used to shut down after a certain time, or at least be much quieter, but that was at my dad's. My family has always had a tendency to stay up late, especially with my sisters there. We're a noisy bunch of night people, and apparently it continues to the rest of my extended family...the last time my cousin visited, the family wound up in a big discussion til 4 or 5 in the morning.
Ok, so maybe it won't be so bad.
I want to sleep! I think a nap is definitely in order after my lunch. I would take one now, but I have horn lesson coming up in a bit. And then Midday, although that should be cool, cause Margo is performing and so are some other people I know. But after that...
Sleep.

Here's more info to substantiate my claim from the last post...
Applications for undergraduate admission...have increased more than 30 percent in the last two years. And while this increase may to some degree relate to what is being called the "Baby Boom II".....
Uh huh. I know what I'm talkin about.

I noticed something today: we must be either a very large or influential age group. When we were in middle school, there were a ton of pre-teen friendly movies: the Babysitter's Club, Now and Then, Man of the House, etc. You don't see so many of those now. Then when we were in high school, so were the people of Dawson's Creek, Buffy, Roswell, Popular, and tons and tons of high school-oriented movies like American Pie, etc. Now in the past year or so, as we've graduated, so has, well, everyone else, and the "college movies" are returning with a vengeance that hasn't been seen since PCU and Son In Law...since, well, my older sisters were in college. Scary.

Well, I haven't posted in a really long time. I'm not really sure why - I guess I've been having fun with actual...people. In reality, and all that good stuff. Plus no one else has been very good about posting, and therefore I'm bored and uninspired, etc. But oh well. I'm essentially killing time before the Osbournes come on in a bit. Quite a lot has happened recently. Dr. Crozier got Most Appreciated Professor, perhaps due to me and Margo's constant campaigning. We made a congrats poster and stuck it to his office door in secret - or maybe not so secret; while leaving from my piano lesson he came flying out and said, "You helped make this, didn't you!" Totally uncharacteristic of his shy persona. Very funny.
Something not so very funny: this morning at ten some wonderful guy comes banging down the hallway, knocking on doors and proclaiming that classes have been canceled for the day, which we've all been waiting for. Well, of course classes weren't canceled, and I tried to fall back asleep and calm my jolted pounding heart, and eventually fell asleep only to be awaken by my alarm at 7. Not fun. Now to watch the Osbournes.