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Wednesday, October 31, 2001
 
I don't know *how* you pull a muscle in your neck while sleeping, but you do. Okay, you don't. I do. Ow. Why do I seem to be slowly beating myself up?

This is now the first Halloween where I'm really not dressed up. I was going to fix my costume before heading off to proctor today, but woke up literally about six minutes before class. I'm lucky I'm wearing anything at all, let alone a costume, and I never have much time to spare once my day has started to go mucking around with things. I shouldn't really be mucking around right now, either, I should be studying. I think. But maybe not. We were supposed to have a quiz in VB today, but that was under the assumption that we had class on Monday and we reviewed, something which did not occur.

I hate winter. Well. Yes and no. It's so awful lately. Daylight Savings Time should be shot. I hate having the sun set around six, soon to be five. *shudder* I hate summer, but I love the sun.... I wish we always had days which went from five am to nine pm. I think this new shift in hours is part of what's messing up my sleep schedule so much. I've been oversleeping for about a week now. It's amazingly bad. I've never been so consistantly late all the time before. I want Spring, and I want it now. *sigh*

Last night's Sound Services Halloween party was sort of fun. I had too much soda. Three cans. I didn't really enjoy it, either, so I don't know why I did that. I make no sense. Maybe just because other than Morde'an and Kelly I wasn't talking to terribly many people, so I felt I had to be doing something, and I prefer drinking Mountain Dew to eating endless Snickers. Aiee.

Parties just don't work. When Morde'an and I have parties we have things of ten people or less and those work because you can actually talk to all the people there. As soon as you get up to fifteen or so that just won't happen. I rather like talking to people, and I don't understand why that sort of thing shouldn't be taking place at parties. Not to mention that we're all too busy of late... I think I spent more time helping Jackie decorate, then "tearing down" the party than I did "partying." Gotta love Sound Services. Who else "tears down" parties? I think the most I got out of that party was a rather mild sugar high and the opportunity to listen to System of a Down. *shrug*

More Short Ride in band today.... Dr. Holcomb is out conducting for something or other, though, so we had a graduate assistant instead. Damn. Can I just say? I *know* I'm sticking out of the texture a bit. There are reasons for that. 1) You expect me to play in *what* octave? 2) The composition naturally lends itself to having this part just stick out--they're brief runs, but they're supposed to just interrupt, really. 3) If I don't play strongly no one else will play at all--half the section is following me. 4) You told us that if we make mistakes then we should be bold about them. I'm just doing as you asked. =Þ

I just realized I had a nightmare recently about Utopia. Argh. My classes are just not enjoyable this semester. I keep getting back from them and wanting just to hole up and hide somewhere. Blergh. And more sleep. Right. Gah. And now I should study for VB. Right.


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