Singen the Blues...

I am singen' the "Forgott my math project" blues today. The sad thing is that even if I had remembed it I would not have had time. What a crazy weekend! Oh well, there is mercy for those who take late credit...
Two more weeks till jurries! Ahh! I am so excited about the end of the semester, and at the same time I don't want it to end. I am searching for a summer job at a book store (Yes!), but I will miss the people here. It seems like the semester is going both at a lightning pace and not going at all. Life is such a paradox! I guess God knew we like good old imposible occurances. Maybe that is why we find Christianity so apealing?
By the way, if you want a funny book read Never Cry Wolf. So good! The way the author paints his reactions to the wolves is priceless! I wasn't sure if I wanted to read it, but I want to see the movie again now. Oh, so much to do, so little time...

Monday!

How beautiful it is to be in the middle of God's will. He knows you and your needs so much better than even you do; why do we ever throw tantrums when he won't let us do what we really don't want? I am so glad that I am where He wants me; I would not be anywhere else. (Not even in Middle Earth!)
A million years from now I will be lucky if anyone remembers my name. A million years from now I will be doing really well if anyone can recall that I went to East Texas Baptist University. What is the likelyhood that anyone is going to remember (or that it will even matter) that I really goosed the unit 6 sightsinging test? However, it matters a whole lot now! We hates sightsinging forever! Hates it! Argh!
I had an interesting weekend; it was kind of hard. It is much harder than I thought to go back to school when LU is off; it it wasn't for the fact that I don't ever want our spring breaks to be different again I would with that ours was a week early so that I could rub it in for someone. I am not that mad; I will be fine. I am mostly bummed that I didn't get to go to The Masters Mission with my Dad and two siblings. *sigh* However having Elise over so we could watch Willow was really nice! I am soooo glad that she came over!
I hate Mondays. So, in the words of Marvin, "Life, don't talk to me about life." "I never could get the hang of {mondays}."

Horses and Honor.

I love Earthsea! My 'smile box' came yesterday!

The Lippizaners were WONDERFUL! I had so much fun! I want a pretty white horse now... Here is a link to the website:
http://lipizzaner.com There is some pretty cool suff on there!

What is a person's word worth? In the old days when someone said that they would do something, they ment it. Big deals were closed on a handshake. There was no worry about whether they would live up to your side of the bargin.
In todays world there is so little security like that now. A person's word can mean nothing, or it can be trustworthy, but you have to assume that is could fall through to protect yourself. One problem with being a person of your word is that you can become abused by people becuase you do keep your word. If you have a hard time saying no, you could be in some real danger!
Does keeping your word extend to everyday things? I think it does. When I say 'yes' in answer to 'will you...', I consider that binding, and a promise that I will do whatever it takes to uphold. Have you ever though about agreeing to meet someone as being your word? What does your word mean to you? I am not obsessed with honor, but I do feel strongly that your word is part of your integrety, your ethos. What does you ethos say to the world?

Well...

I meant to double post. Really I did. I am not going to copy all my other stuff now. So, if you want to read my last several posts, go here:
http://www.xanga.com/sonatinalina

I will try to double post, but the reality is that I kinda sorta like Xanga better- it is a novel distraction at the moment. Besides, I get more comments on the xanga site than this one.

*Head Bang*

*sigh*
I crashed my way though the cadneces in my Beethoven while I was so tense inside I felt sick. I missed a lesson at a critical time, and now I am paying for it. Pooh. I am trying to hard and I can't seem to get it right!
I am looking forward to the weekend. I can finally sleep, rest, get all my homework done, and forgett about ETBU for a little while. I have had about as much Jena Guest as I can take for the moment.
I am not trying to be grouchy, but I am. I stayed up till 12:40 last night doing a supper hard theory assignment and then I had to get up at 6:10. I felt better once I realized that just about all the other E. Harmony IIers were in my boat. It is so true that misery loves company!
Thank you God for weekend! Thank you that you love me even when I am out of it and when I just want to yell at the world!

Ramblings...

Wow. Today has been interesting. I got called an over acheiver because I checked Wagner's Tristan und Isolde out of the music lab fully intending to listen to it. I guess I am a bit of an over acheiver, but what is wrong with that? Did anyone tell Mozart to give it a rest when he was elaborating on his pieces as a little kid? What about Wagner himself? Talk about ambition man! The music drama is no joke! Okay, maybe us musicians are just a tad over motivated for our own good. However, I like it that way!
Today has also been interesting becuase we finally had a choir reherasle (Mr. Moore has been out of town for a while).We are singing some really awsome things like, "Ride On King Jesus," "Zion's Walls," and "Musicks Empire." I really love Musicks Empire because it is written like a plainsong chant. I love the modal feel and the harmonies! The words are cool too; all about when music was created. Thank goodness that God made music!
I have to go to fatness soon. Ick. I really don't feel like trudging over the hill in the cold and wet to attend a class that I loath. However, I will be a good girl and go. I sort of liked doing resistance training on Tuesday. I am stronger than my work out partner, so it felt kind of nice to be bumping the weights up!
Today is Daddy's birthday; I feel so sorry for hims since he has been sick. He took a shocking three sick days (he normally drags himself in even if he is almost dead), and then has to go back still kind of sick and on his birthday. I feel bad for him. I can't wait to give him the CD that Flynn and I bought. Heh, heh, it is rather an interesting CD. Bonney M! (Music from his college days)I hope he likes it!

I will go insane for sure this time...

Everyone but Lucy, Jasper and I are heading down to Huston to go see NASA. I get to take care of the chillins tonight and tomorrow night until the rest of the gang goes back. Yeah. I am nervous about how they will behave on Friday when they are taken care of by a neighboor and a family who goes to our church. Whenever my parents are gone I get really stressed becuase it is exhasuting enough to be a student, but being a cordinater of a seven kid household and being a student (a musician at that!) is a pretty tall order for even supper woman. I am sure I will live though and be a better person. If only I didn't have an 8 o'clock on Friday! I am reading Rob Roy right now. It is not starting as I anticipated it would. Interesting. I liked a Tale of Two Cities though!

Music...

I am going to make one little statement to make myself feel better, and then I am going to stop before I go somewhere I regret going. Here is the statement:
"Classic musicians are not stupid, or any less musicians than improve wizards, nor do they know all the popular artists out there."
I am done now. Thanks. Don't ask what brought that on. It is not a biggie, I am not mad, I am just a tad tired of being asked certain questions. For the whole world to know, I live in a cave, and yes, I like my cave very much thank you!
Good grief, there are some many CD's I want! I guess is is one of the perpetual oxymorons of being a musician that you spend large chunks of time making music or learning about how to make music, and then you spend large chunks of money on other people's music. I wouldn't trade it for the world! Dr. Dearman once said that we have so many little feelers into the world that other people don't have; that is so true! Sound is a wonderful thing.
Another interesting oxymoron is that the more I practice, the less prepared I feel! Why?
I did something so bizarre for Valentines day yesterday that probably only Elise and Annie would remotely understand why I did. All I am going to say is that it involved chocolate, and that I want to do it again next year.

My thoughts on 2-14

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripened grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starred face,
Hug cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Thier shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relishi the fairy power
Of unreflecting love-then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

Comment if you know who wrote that!

This is too funny...

I just took a quick quiz off the MSN homepage to see if I was ADD or not. (sometimes I feel that way!) I got a 0 out of 7. So, therefor I am like suposedly totally not ADD. Some of the people I hang out with might have other opions... Oh well, I guess we all have bouts of ADD. I just thought that was funny. If you didn't laught, I'm sorry. I hope something else tickles you. : )

The lessons we learn...

I just got back from a walk in the history grave yard by ETBU: I think everyone should go walk by themselves through a grave yard on a quiet day when the sun is shinning. I began thinking of scritptures about men; here is my train of thought kind of mixing different verses.

"Who is man that you are mindful of him?...from the dust of the earth were you formed, and to the dust of the earth shall you return...like the grass of the fields which is hear today and gone tomorrow...You made man a little lower than the angels, put all thing under his feet...God breathed the breath of life into his nostriles...For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but a spirit of power and love...and to those who have called upon his name he has given the right to be called the sons of God."

Wow. There were a few graves of confederate soldiers there; just seeing the silent stones marking the place where the shell of brave men who once lived was burried was powerful. Men died for an idea, for a belief. Why are we so reluctant to die for God, but willing to die for freedom?

One of the saddest graves was the grave of a little girl named Eunice who was only ten months old when she left this earth. Eunice never got to run and play, Eunice never knew adulthood, Eunice missed so much of life. May I never forget the precious gift that has been given me of my eighteen and a half years on this earth! Time is fleeting and life is beyond price. The things you can learn in a grave yard!

Note!

I got MS Office last night! For the first time in my life I have access to Exel! I finally have Word! I also have like my favorite microsoft program, Publisher! I am on the same page as the rest of the world now!

Amazing...

Despite the fact that it is a very dreary day, I am having a pretty good day. I just got back from a walk around campus and I feel very good despite my cold cheeks. I passed the grave yard; I will go wander around there sometime. I didn't today because I didn't want to get my shoes dirty and my pants wet. That would stink. I was thinking how sad it is that once someone dies they are buried and largly forgotten unless they did something really splended with thier life. We remember Abraham Lincone and Ceaser, but not people like Pearl Anne Baker (My great-great grandmother). When you think about it really, what is a human life but a leaf in the wind? However, we need not be depressed and fear because the king of all creation remembers our name and has called us to be his own. Because I am his, my name will never be forgotten- it is written in the book of life. Because I belong to the King, my body will rot and my earthly name be forgotten, but my essence, *me*, will sing with the angels in heaven. Wow. The things we learn from the simplest occurances in our life.
I am feeling really sorry for Dr. Sulton right now. He canceled his recital and has not been seen all day. I am not sure why; I wonder if he will tell us why during studio class. I was afraid that he might kill himself from being in "recital mode", but now I think he will have bigger problems. As strang as he is, and as much as I laugh at him, I geninly like and respect him. I hope that he copes well and gets over this dissapointment quickly.
I can't think of anything else even remotly interesting to say. I am done.

Wow!

Yesterday I almost was run over by a big truck while I was flying blindly down the highway at 65 mph. That was not fun. I was going blind because my windows had fogged up. Luckliy, I got off the highway before I died, and God sent a wonderful hiway patrol man to save me. I felt loved. : )
Dr. Sulton is still in recital mode-I hope for his sake that he can take it till the actual event. I am glad that I am not giving a recital yet; otherwise I would just die now and save everyone the bother of killing me slowly.
Hymnology is to much fun for its own good. I love the music, I love hymns, it is a fun class, and Dr. Dearman is teaching it! What more is there?
Last night I got to bed after 12, and when my alarm went off at 6:10 I turned on my light so that I would not do what I promptly did; go back to sleep. I woke again at 6:30 with half and hour to get out the door. Ahhh! I somehow got myself and all my junk out the door, and THANK GOD it was not a misty/foggy morning so I didn't have a repeat of yesterday. (Once was quite enough thank you) I heard Dr. Sulton's recital (WOW!), and I didn't get like any of my own practicing done today. Oh well! That is just to bad!
Nothing else big has happened in my recent life other than I am now on a quest to see both Labyrinth and The Phantom of the Opera. I want to see Labyrinth for a funny reason, and I LOVED the music and the book of TPOTO.
Oh, I orderd MS Office yesterday! I can't wait for it to come! I HATE Word Perfect. MS has several terrible problems itself, but MSW is better than WP. Enough ranting--more later!

Cool quote!

I forgot that I wanted to put this cool quote up!

"A sense of humor is a measurement of the extent to which we realize that we are trapped in a world almost totally devoid of reason. Laughter is how we express the anxiety we feel at this knowledge." --Dave Barry

It's been awhile...

Well, I am back at school, practicing three really cool pieces, and mostly oriented. I still feel a little scrambled anytime any one asks me to think, but I am working on coraling my brain from the far reaches of the universe whence they scattered several years ago... Oh well, it is worth a shot!
So far all my classes have been going GREAT! I am fine in Math so far (YEAH!), I was told today that the worst part of theory is over (that remains to be seen...), and I just need to practice ear training a little more and I should be fine. : )
I have rather mixed feelings about getting Monday off; I think it is nice to have a break for a nice man like Martin Luther King Jr., but why don't we get our own founding father's birthdays off? And is it really fair to give everyone three whole days to slip back into vacation mode? We are just getting reved up to go! Oh well, I was not consulted about a great deal of the descisions made 'round here. Humph. I bet I could do a pretty good job of running a university if given the chance!
I am killing time till GSR right now. I guess I could/should be practicing right now, but I don't want to. :::evil laugh:::
I was insulted by one of my piano students yesterday. I wanted to punch his face of spank him. Either one would have worked. He told me that he didn't want to suffer through my playing (I had offered to play a hymn that he had never heard for him so he would have some idea of what he was doing). I hope the proffs at LU smash him flat. I wish an D on him, and may he get stuck in the perspective vortex and go mad. There. I feel better now.
Even if he is a rude person, Dr. Sulton has yet to complain and he is in a much better place to make comments like that! Well, he has told me he dosn't like my playing, but it was more in the form of, "Do that better!" Now I am babbling. I with an ent would walk down the hallway. Then I could call Elise and Annie and say, "AN ENT IS WALKING DOWN THE HALLWAY IN THE MUSIC BUILDING! I AM GOING TO ASK FOR HIS AUTOGRAPHE!" I would also hit myself in the head becuase I have no way to take a picture of him. : ) I love random fantisies!