Cooool...

So room selection was today. Even though I'm already set up for next year, I went as moral support. I swear, I was as nervous for everyone as they were themselves. So now we have the following:
Michelle in Gale
Charles in Gale
Bill and Thierry in Gale
Anthony and Nate in Cove

Which sucks for them, but it is the best room on the floor, so that's good. Also, Emily and Amber got singles in Holt. Woo for them!

I was on pout mode cause of the Evanescence concert being pushed back til after I'm gone. Actually, I still am, but am trying not to think about it. Also, I realized something else: if the bring-band-to-4th thing doesn't work out, as I've been told it probably won't, I probably won't get to see them perform, or help out with any performances, unless it's after I get back. This makes me more sad than the E concert.

Juries are tomorrow. I'm quite nervous, and am actually going to go practice in a sec. Funny, but I'm actually getting used to this whole practicing thing, hehe. Maybe it's good that I'll have a lesser load next fall...when I'm not hurrying off to ensemble every minute, it makes me more motivated.

My room is messy...but it's just gonna have to stay that way. Cause I say so.

Off to practice.

I am sitting in a room. More crowded than the one you are in now. What you are about to hear is the sound of my sanity escaping.

Yes, in case you couldn't tell, I have another listening test tomorrow, and am currently listening to "I Am Sitting in a Room." The thing is, while I wouldn't necessarily say some of this stuff is wonderful genius composition-wise, a lot of it is really neat. However, I'd rather listen to it on my own time. The thing that sucks is that, first of all, I've had a pretty bad day. Nothing specifically atrocious happened, just a lot of little things that hurt my feelings/pissed me off/frustrated me. The good news is, I finished my philosophy paper, and I think I've found all the info on John Cage that would be relevant to my performance. And if I can track down Jonathan in the morning, I'll have a stopwatch too.

The bad news is that as I sat down (at almost midnight, after a pretty terrible night) to do my John Cage stuff, I realized I have the listening test at 9:30 tomorrow morning and I hadn't studied one bit. The philosophy paper caused it to go right out of my head, literally. So now I'm pretty much done with the John Cage stuff, but am still awake because I told myself I will not sleep til I've finished this CD. I'm more than halfway through, I think, but my eyes have that burned-out-after-crying-lacking-sleep feel. And no Katie, I'm not whining. :P I know I should have studied, and am simply paying for it now.

Here's something slightly humorous: I just reached to drink...my bottle of lotion. Oops, wrong bottle.

Sleep deprivation apparently also caused me to forget that I got my 20th century paper back today. With a 99. In that case, why am I still awake? Screw this; I'll listen some before class, and I think I'll be ok.

When all this finals mess is over, I will need big hugs.

Just updated Mike's and Katie's links. Damn you all and your new sites! Makes a girl tired. ^_^

I've decided that wherever I live, I would like one thing in the yard, on the beach, on top of the apartment building, whatever. A big chunk of rock.

We're talking really big rock here. Granite. Concrete. I like granite better. Basically, it all boils down to me loving the outdoors, but being allergic to grass, not liking bugs, etc. Give me a nice high chunk of warm rock to lay on and I'm fine. Reminds me of when Jacob and I used to wait for my mom to pick us up after play practice, and we'd be laying down on the afternoon-warmed concrete. Nice. Strange? Yes. But nice.

So I went to work study, but got out early, but wasn't through reading my homework, and wanted someplace outside to finish it in. Only problem is, most of the campus is grass, or dirty parking lot. Til I settled on the deserted Pinehurst porch. Perfect weather, and I suppose warm weather-beaten wood is the next best thing. I shall spend much time on that porch next year. As long as people aren't smoking on it.

Okie, so I have the BEST roommate EVAR! I got back last night to discover I had an early birthday present on my pillow...a stuffed Domo-Kun!

Happy, happy day...I'll take pics as soon as possible, hehe .

I've decided no one reads this. I don't get comments anymore, and my site meter broke, so I can't tell anyway. Makes me quite sad.

I'm all doped up on Benadryl currently, and still stuffed up. Colds suck. So I'm not going to my first class due to all-around crappy feeling, but I have to go to the others due to extremely difficult material being taught. And lesson cause of juries coming up. I will be so happy when school is over...

That reminds me, I should make another appointment with the stupid writing center. Absolutely useless, but ehhh, whatever. And I need to go to the library and hash out that CD thing. Errands, errands. Maybe I'll buy a sweatshirt while I'm at it.

One week and our room already looks like a mess. Sigh. And oh! I should start packing soon too.

OH. MY. GOD.

Something awesome this way comes...

So I'm trying to decide how I feel about going back to Tennessee for the summer. On the one hand, I feel that I view this whole thing more maturely than I have in the past. I know it's only a few months. I know it goes quickly. I know I'll probably spend most of my time in a car anyway. And I think I'm more secure with things and myself and such anyway, which also helps.

At the same time, it's almost worse this way. Usually something's been happening around now that just makes me fed up with the whole Florida thing and glad for a break, even if it means Tennessee. But nothing's really been going on in that respect. Also, it's sort of funny; everyone will be coming home for the summer soon, and usually what sucks about summer is everything I miss; yknow, Celebrity and the like. And that will still suck. But the difference this year is that many of the people I see nowadays don't actually live here. They're college friends, and will be going back to their respective homes, just like me. It's just kind of weird. But it still would have been cool to spend the summer hanging out with people like Brad and Alan. And don't even get me started on how much I will miss the people I usually miss. Katie, if we aren't in orchestra next year, we still have to make a once-a-week-date. I demand it. ^_^

Still, I remain upbeat, at least this week. So, I shall make my wish list of possible cool aspects of the summer:
possible Alan visit
possible North Carolina-Moravian research
my birthday
Lee coming down for the summer
myriad of possible road trips, including Omaha, Atlanta, or Beyond
4th of July w/possible band (mehehehe)
Comin back early cause of Peer Mentorshipness
my cat is in Tennessee
pictures, pictures, pictures
isolation good condition for diet
at some point, I will get to see everyone I love

So the hectic weekend is over with. So, for that matter, are the past few hectic weeks. For the first time in awhile, I'm sitting here actually bored. Go figure. Although, it's reallllly nice. I'm sitting here, watching The Mummy on TNT, or TBS, or something, and it's fun. I may take a nap, or play PS2, or something. Niiiice.

The weekend went alright, although, unfortunetely, Fox Day fell on Friday. I only had class til noon on that day anyway, and had plans to entertain the family members all day, so the Fox Day part of it was sort of shot. Still, though, I suppose the picnic was family-ish anyway, so, whatever. On Saturday I got to go to Sea World...and pet dolphins and manta rays! Much fun.

Today was finally getting quite sunny and warm, so I wore a skirt to class for like the first time in a year. I felt very feminine, and the sun is so nice...I might do that more often. I'm appreciating the sun as much as I can before I have to go up to Tennessee and the 50-degree weather that accompianies it.

Pinehurst, Old-Skool faction, needs to get its act together on the interview thing.

Looks like I might get a phone call from a galaxy far far away...sweeeeeeeeet.

I'm currently sitting here, waiting for my father to, I don't know, call, give some approximation of when he feels like he's gonna show up...

At any rate, my room's all clean and everything. Woooo to that.

And woo to something else - the wretched paper that has been giving me an embolism lately is now 8 1/2 pages done. This is good news; the bad news is that I've pretty much exhausted my resources, and have literally nothing to add, unless the interview goes through.

Speaking of interviews, I really, really don't want to do mine again...I thought the first one went well.

Lip Sync is tonight. To go, or not to go?

I have decided that one truly discovers how "popular" they are on their birthday. Unless one is in Vegas with hookers, that is.

Certain events have cropped up recently...they make me giggle. For the most part.

And when I think of certain things, I can't stop smiling. ^_^

alan: i'm so going to the bunny ranch and getting a high class hooker.
alan: have her "teach me things"
alan: hehehehe
me: rofl
me: yknow, I can't promise that some choice quotes of yours won't show up in my blog
alan: oh lordy

So, it's been a hectic week. I survived my midday, though just barely - Monday night I jammed my toe, leaving me bruised and hobbling. Granted, it took my mind off the nervousness I usually have about playing...or I could lie to myself and say that my Art of Performing class actually did some good, but I doubt it. I've also had either a concert or a dress rehearsal for a concert every single day this week. Next week continues the trend...

I'm currently watching Saturday Night Fever. Considerably darker than I expected...but it's still hard to take John Travolta seriously. The problems produced by having first seen him in Grease...on a related note, I believe this is now the fifth Bee Gees song playing.

Today was Water Wars, a program put on by Jackie and Alexandra. Basically, it entailed Capture the Flag with water balloons, followed by a free-for-all with a slip n slide. I had never been on one, and of course managed to injure myself, but it was not connected to my toe, so it's all good. As I was headed back to my dorm, dripping wet, I was asked for directions across campus by a prospective student and her mom. Since directions would have been way confusing, I led them across campus, and got to be tour guide, which I enjoyed at Experience Rollins (sadly gone now). I felt very helpful, albeit cold and wet. ^_^

Someone needs to hide the Double Stuff Oreos from me.