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Mar. 17th, 2009

frosties and french fries tomorrow.
parking too close.
candle wax.
late nights early mornings.
sweatpants and slippers.

these are our glory days.

therein lies the paradox

dear journal,
today lauren and i judged four bands. we got to sit at the tables with the lamps and we got our own set of scores. i felt like a kid playing dress up. but i acted like it was my business, so people respected it. i really hope i am going to be a good teacher.
my recital is coming up so fast i think i might vomit blood.
i want a trendy haircut.
i am afraid i will lose all my freinds after college.
i miss duscio. and i do not like the color blue. i get that from my mother.
although, i let a cat sit on my lap the other day and i didn't hate it.
and a slurpee is not pop. an ice cube is an ice cube until it melts. am i right?

and it was very good, the 5th day.
i have been attending eastern michigan university for four years, and yesterday i got lost on campus.

....

yup.
HUGH STUART USES THE CIRCLE OF FIFTHS.
i've either hit the eye of the storm, or i'm completely over it.
it's not even 7:30 in the morning and my hair is in the process of becoming princessified. who knew cinderalla was a hack of a flute player as well as a pushover?

things i have currently lost:

some orchestra music
my metronome (number 4, i think)
my 30 dollar baton i got a week ago
hours of sleep
motivation
my music history notebook

yeah, i'm about five years old when it comes to keeping track of my stuff...come to the halloween concert tonight. 7PM. pease. kbye.
i think i am going to be ok.

i am going to be principle flute in two ensembles and i am going to play well. i am going to be a good conductor, whether it comes naturally or with hard work. i am going to grow as a musician this year. i am going to learn how to teach. this is it. this is where it all starts coming together. i have confidence in myself, and that is a solid start. i know i am in the right field, because there is nowhere else i would rather be. i love my music. there's no stopping me...i'm doing it.
I AM PUMPED FOR EMU MARCHING BAND 2007!
GO TUBA LINE! GO EAGLE STRUT! HYPE IT!!

p.s. i took 6692 steps and the day isn't even over!!
mother nature can go to grass.
now john is going back to the desert and i won't see him for another year. not to mention no alex, becca, or bob time. srsly wtf.

i need to pack like i'm getting paid.
i got a candle and a check.
i need to practice like it's 1999.
i almost cried when we dropped hew off at saginaw.
i'm scared to grow up.
and i am sleepy.


always sleepy.
i'm feeling way too many things to write down. i found transatlanticism, though.


I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

"do they collide?"
I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter.

When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride
When you need directions then i'll be the guide
For all time.
For all time.

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