Hornblower!

Last night Annie came over and we watched the first part of the Hornblower episode, "The Mutiny." I love Hornblower! I love the actor that portrays him, I love the character, and I love the studies on human nature. I really like this particular episode even though it is about injustic, and athority that is wrong and insane becuase you see so much about the moral fabric of each character. Buckland is a wet noddle who is more concerned with keeping his own hide safe than righting wrong; Hornblower is restricted by his overwhelming sense of duity and his desire to see justic done; a lot of what Hornblower struggles with is how can he possibly fulfill his duity to the upmost. Bush steps into a bad situation, and has to chose between Buckland's aproach and standing up for the right, and Kenedy has to make some hard choices about sacrifice and seeing justic served. (sniff. I love Kenedy!) It is so true that when the rubber hits the road is when you see what someone is really made of. There are lessons to be learned everwhere!
Today is the symphony; Annie drove me over. I feel so lucky to have such a good friend! I hope to get to know Elise better today. She seems like such a neat person! That is all my profound thoughts for today. More later!

Gotta Love it!

"Its always darkest before it goes pitch black." So says Dispare Incorporated. The excort is still not up and running, and it is not going to be re-painted tonight. Bummer! I wish I could understand why this is God's will for me right now. I keep thinking about Job though... Today I had three tests--bang, bang, bang. After I was done with class I was kind of going, "Anyone else want to pick my brain?" I almost felt like I had had a mind probe (remember, from Star Wars) going though. I think I did alright on them all. (At least I sincerely hope so!) More later.

What a life!

I failed my drivers test on Thursday. I was asked to parallell park. The problems: a) I had never parallell parked, and I had never been taught how becuase some person who should have known told us that I didn't have to know till I was 19. b) I was trying this difficult manuver for the first time in a 15 passenger van. As you have probably guessed, after a relativly futile time spent see-sawing, I failed. That was a bad day. Today I drove a friends mini van into school. The sad thing is that the mini is the smallest car that I have ever driven in my life! The Escort will be a shock then!
My classes are going well; I am so happy being a music major! After last year, I am almost afraid that I am going to wake up and find out that it is all a dream--the being happy and in college thing. The first year of college must be one of those things that you have to endure for the rest to get better. I love being happy and in school!
I had a really good weekend; hopefull the week will follow suit. If all goes well, at the end of this week the escort will be painted and drivable, I will have my licence, I will have had a good week, and I will not have flunked the two tests and papers that are due this week. Thank goodness for Sophmore years!

Wow...

It has been amazing to me how my life has been working out lately. I aught to be totally stressed out right now; I am comuting to Marshall, carrying a 15 hour load, practicing, living out of a locker and haunting the student lounge, I am strangely happy. I was thinking this weekend that it must be becuase I am in the palm of God's hand. Because I am where I am meant to be, I am given the grace to live. Ha, ha, ha! I just saw a sign that says "Tiger Oath: I will not re-shelve any library materials after use." I saw so many signs about that in LU's library last year, it is funny to see it here! Anyway, back to my profoud thought. I feel almost as if I was wrapped up in the middle of something; like I do not need do any more than be. I only hope this wonderful peace lives on for the rest of the semester! I have never had quite this experiance. I have been thinking sort of a lot about what it means to be a commuter at ETBU. One thing it means is that I read the sign in the student lounge about the coffee maker a lot. If it is left plugged in and dirty, away it goes. I don't drink coffee, so there is no chance of me having it go! Being a commuter at ETBU means that I am almost a permanent fixture in the lounge. Just love that! That is one of the drabbest rooms in the whole building. Maybe I should get a pictuer or something to hang on the wall! Being a commuter means that I have a bunch of food stuffed in a locker, and I spend a lot of time pulling as much as I can out of my backpack and putting it in my other locker. More later!

Grrrr

I went to practice in the assembly building today. I walked over from my house with a bunch of music books and my laptop in my backpack. The key got stuck in the door. I called my Dad. He was upset, but came. Security saw me trying to pull the key out. He got the key out. Daddy arived. Daddy left. I practiced. The piano stinks. I felt like I had a weight on my throat. I tried to sing. So much for that. I walked home getting my backpack wheels dirty. I don't want to do that again. Oh well, we all have scenarios like that. I will live!

Crazy days!

Wow. I am on my 8th day of school. I am still alive, mostly caught up, and happy to be here! The drive over here was really nice this morning becuase it was overcast. Driving to Marshall is in the sun both ways; that can be a realy chalange! On Tuesday the sun was just rising when I was driving over. The windshild was sort of dirty, so the sun was reflecting off like the whole screen. Ack! Sometimes it was like I was driving into a wall of light. That would have been cool if I was not so worried about staying on the road... The really scary time was when the whole windshield was lit up, and I knew there was an interesection ahead. I only hoped that I could see by the time I got there! As I am still alive, I am sure you deduced that I am still alive.
I had a nice surprise today. We were supposed to have a test in E. Harmony (basically theory) today, but it was posponded till Monday! There was a class full of some very happy people. : )
I am reading Beowulf right now; wonderful story! I have always liked it. I love the descriptions in the text, and I am finding it interesting that there are a whole lot of Christian insertians. I guess that is what happens when a Monk writes down an Anglo-Saxon poem! I think it is interesting that every time God is mentioned, almost imidiantly his name comes up again. I wonder if there is a reason for that pattern, or if I am just reading it in. Facinating!

Funny, the things that get you

I saw my first ETBU grounds worker today. I started to get a little choked up. I almost went out there and gave him a pat on the back, but he might not have understood that. I have so much sympathy for people working in this weather! I know all too well what it feels like to be sweating away out under the unforgiving Texas sun. I am glad that I no longer belong to that noble brotherhood. Life is much better as a pianist. Not to mention easier on your hands!