I usually try to put out quite lengthy posts, but I think I'll be taking this blog into a new direction.
Kaleidoscope
It really doesn't make too much sense, but the name came to me. Composed of multiple aspects, this blog will (try) to incorporate it all: blogging, fiction, pictures, and whatever else my little heart desires. As an added bonus, I won't set out to make a huge, long post. If I feel that I want to post a picture and a quote, then so be it! Maybe some days I do want to put up a work of fiction.
Changing from day to day...never the same.
P.S. Blogger is being stupid with the fonts and sizes...don't you hate that?.
I figure that after a few months, I should actually update. So, an update! Right at this very moment I'm just sitting in the band hallway watching people walk past for various things they have to do. I'm waiting for woodwind sectionals at 2:50 (instead of full band, we split brass/woodwind between an hour time slot. Of course woodwinds don't get to leave early because our slot is the latter one. Bummer.) and I'm theoretically working on a psych paper due tomorrow. It's really not much but I have the mentality that the more I get done at school, the less I have at home. Best case scenario I practice my saxophone and get a good start on my paper before band. It's quite possible.
So, I actually got to watch the inauguration today. I'm not well versed with politics, but I knew that I'd be missing out if I didn't see it. There were multiple showings across campus today and me and a few (2) friends went to the thrust stage (Meily Swallow for those who might know *cough*Kylie*cough*) where it was totally packed. It's not a big place so we just stood in the back aisle and watched from there.
Like I said, I don't really know much about politics, but I just have a feeling with Obama. I just see him and know that I, and America, made the right choice. Frankly, I tried remembering who his rival was for the presidential ballot and it took some time to remember (although Sarah Palin jumped right into my mind). I just feel that he's real. I mean, even he couldn't perfectly recite the oath without asking for the words again.
Awesome. I'd have the same problem.
So yeah, off of the politics. I've got a pretty busy week this week, with a test (or equivilent) in each class. Juries for sax are coming up (Rachael's laughing at me) but I'm not too worried. I played with my accompanist (who accompanies everyone in the juries) and it went well with just a few things to tune up and work with. Hopefully, my load lessons in the next few days/weeks. I've got another CSO concert this weekend that me and a few people are going to in Chicago, so that'll be a nice break from things. Then next week we're going to the IMEA conference for the weekend, so that'll also be alot of fun and a nice break from things before juries.
I'd say that's a good enough post of things. Life really couldn't be better, even with the stress of school. And yes Kylie, you are a large factor of that.
Hope everything goes well for everyone in the next few days. Join me in my next update mid-March.
in comes the new year
silent yet forceful
demanding change from all
what should i wish for
or what should i resolute
i wish for answers
socialization
a million books
a bookcase to fit them all in
knowledge
but i really wish for nothing
what more do i need
that's why we make resolutions
the change we wish to deliver to the world
instead of what we wish to receive
i resolute to expand
to not withdrawl from what i am or do
to broaden, not to supress myself
how long will it last?
Today I decided to watch the Les Mis DVD, since I haven't watched it yet. I popped it in and as I was watching, feelings and memories came back to me, which was bittersweet. But what's troubling are the memories of my past. Namely, they evade me. I remembered once that we had the most amazing, strange, productive, crazy rehearsal once with Fruits (all the guys took off their shirts, remember?), but other than that fact in parentheses I cannot recall any other reason why that day was so special. I know that it was, though; I have a general knowledge that the events that occurred earned that merit, but I cannot pinpoint specifics. I can't even really remember the speech that I gave in chant.
Is it enough, then, just to know that those events occurred? For that moment in time, we were infinite? I find solace in the fact that I lived those months to the fullest and I did take in every detail. Am I supposed to remember every little thing that happened? It's impossible to recall every minute detail that made you feel. And besides, I don't keep a journal to jot them down in (just this blog).
But maybe the whole is larger than the sum of its parts. When I reflect on Les Mis as a whole, I don't come up solely with specific moments (granted, there are a few that I do come up with). I look back and I'm filled with feelings of satisfaction. Unity. Family. Perfection. I know that during that time, we were infinite.
What more should I come up with?
-paint my room
-organize said room
-finally watch Les Mis
-read any books I haven't read yet
-find Rachael's CD
-work on some fiction or photography
I'll think of more.
Ladies and gents, this is it.
In a week from now, I will be completely done with my coursework.
However, I still have to work hard in the rest of my classes.
All of them can potentially go in my favor, or they cannot.
I just have to do whatever it takes to put out my best possible work.
One more week of hard work.
And then I can sleep easier. Or just sleep at all.
