*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!
Friday, February 25, 2005
Thursday, February 24, 2005
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!
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!
Thursday, February 17, 2005
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!
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
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.
"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.
Monday, February 14, 2005
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!
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!
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
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. : )
Thursday, February 03, 2005
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!
"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!
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