Sectionals = Sucktionals

Let me break this down for you, I officially cannot stand the fact that no one respects someone who has lost their voice, especially when they are standing in front of a choir coughing like crazy whispering at the top of their lungs, pushing their voice to breaking points, then watching their section stare at them in pure distaste and talk crazy amongst themselves. Some of whom are supposedly friends of mine, can I just personally say to that, bull shit. I worked my ass off up there trying to do the best I could without a voice. Then Rebecca, bless her heart, comes in with the alto section and she does this incredible job. Her and her assistant section leader both commented afterward that you could feel the tension and the fact that the sopranos did not want to be there and they apologized profusely that I had to deal with that. I need them to listen, respect me, and understand that I am trying really hard to communicate with them, but I can't. Poor Jen couldn't get the parts to match up the way she wanted and I know felt very uncomfortable with the idea of leading, but tried her best for me. I am emotionally exhausted, after everyone left last night I just cried at how bad it was. I had some great people comforting me, but the fact that those girls sat in the back and as Grace later confirmed talked a ton of shit just made me really mad. Poor Brian, I ran into him after sectionals and just walked up to him and started balling. He hugged while Jen and Grace explained why I was so upset. Once I had pulled away and regained my composure I apologized for my hysterics and he said he understood and had nothing to be sorry for. He said no one wants to be in sectionals so we get the most crap during sectionals because no one respects us. I can't wait for the next time when I have my voice. This is definitely not going to happen twice. I tried to smile and have fun, and be nice even though I was so frustrated. The whole time all I wanted to do was cry. I tried to keep my coughing to a minimum, and it took everything in me not to cry. I have a second sectional to attend today, not even attend, but lead. Luckily, this won't be my first sectional with them and this choir already respects and loves me. It still won't be easy, but them I can deal with. It's this other choir that I just hate.

Rapping for the Roomie

Chillin with my roommate Jasmine
Talking about all these crazy men
Rocking to them awesome songs
Haven't done this is so dang long
Texting, Typing, Talking, sweet
All while keeping that steady beat
Texting with my crazy bro
Man, you know he such a hoe
Wasting the day away
Facebook stalkin' all the way
Dance parites galore
Yeah, you know we want some more
Laughing, teasing, singin
Waiting for Adam to come a ringin'
We just too cool for all you nerds
Cause chillin with us is just too fun, word.

Delightful Dramatic Delinquents

Hello lonely friend,

I am sure you are wondering where I have been. I am aware my social skills are lacking in the area of maintaining important friendships. To fully understand my absence, you must know what has been occuring my strikingly busy schedule. To begin, let's start at the beginning of the week, Saturday in this particular case. Saturday was the Disneyland concert with Bel Canto. The chaotic planning and the extravagant amount of work that goes into making this particular production go even slightly smoothly is unbelievably ridiculous. After spending the majority of my morning on the telephone having an extensively profound conversation with Laura's answering machine, needless to say, I was not in the best of moods. After 35 unresponsive and pointless phone calls, 105 rings, and 35 "This is Laura's," we finally had all of the girls and made our way to Disneyland 45 minutes behind schedule. Once we had arrived in Disneyland and began booking it to The Toontown Bridge, I ran into a few of my girls, who drove to Disneyland, just wandering around the park. I don't care if the whole choir is late and you are in "The Happiest Place on Earth theme park," if I told you to be at the bridge at 10:30am, sit your ass down on a bench and wait for us so I don't have to wander around the park with a cellphone permanently attached to my ear dragging your delinquent butts off rides. Trust me, if Dr. Hughes did not insist everyone be present, I would not have to behave as if I were your parental unit rather than your leader who just finds your lack of responsibility annoying. In the mean time, I am receiving phone calls left and right from Dr. Hughes inquiring about the girls who have yet to arrive. After having found all the girls, the consistent one person who couldn't show up on time if you turned the clocks ahead for her, and after leaving a few sweet, yet completely fake, messages on the one girl who manages to always have an excuse and is never present for anything, rightly so I was now not in a happy-go-lucky, I-love-Disneyland kind of mood. After perfoming, however, I had managed to cheer up a bit and was ready to get as far way from everyone as possible. I spent a somewhat lovely day with my friends, aside from the angry still dwelling inside, it was fun. I am now, however, extremely disappointed in my leader's lack of responsibility, class, and respect for me and the rest of the officers. It is something I am currently learning to deal with in a mature manner as a, I'd like to think so, respected leader. Though I would rather have decked her the second she even thought of back talking me. She has another thing coming if she thinks I'm taking this crap sitting down. Wrong. Anyway... I then went home and spent sometime with Arie, who had come over for dinner, and my roommates. The evening turned out to be much better than the rest of the fun filled, exhausting day I had previously experienced.

Sunday- Luckily, we did not have to wake up too early for this concert and we only performing one show. However, the day was still obnoxiously long. We had a call time of 12:45pm with an intent on leaving at 1pm. Did that happen you ask? Why no Blog, it did not! Shockingly one of my officers was the one late this time, thank God it was only by 5 minutes because any later and I probably would have snapped. Most people say Thank God it's Friday, my new found theme, however, is Thank God for Patience, otherwise I would have killed someone by now. What I don't understand is if you knew what time the concert was at, what time we would be singing, and when we would be being fed, why would you not make sure you had filled up before getting on the bus? Well apparently, this concept is way too foreign for freshman because once we had arrived they had all started to complain about how hungry they were. After having 4 girls come ask me if I had any food, I decided to go to the store and get them some food. Stephanie came with me, seeing as she has the car, but once we came back Dr. Hughes didn't let them eat until 10 minutes before going on stage. It completely defeated the purpose of getting food, but whatever. I loved that everyone made a production of thanking Stephanie on Sunday for feeding them and then obnoxiously reiterating the point of how wonderfully observant and caring she is for seeing the girls' need for sustenance and going out to buy them food. I'm trying to be the bigger person however; so, how am I doing? Good? Thanks. The concert did go well, however, and I did thoroughly enjoy it. The dinner wasn't too bad, but I do have to say my favorite part of the day was going home and finally going to bed. I was not too thrilled with the fight I inevitably got into with Chris over the fact that he did not come see me at all that weekend, but again, inevitably we got over it all within the same hour. Good times!

It is shocking how much can happen in a two day period, and unimaginable what could possibly come next after my eventful estrogen filled weekend of choir fun!?! Yet, considering my class with Sage (surprising I know!!!) is almost over, I should probably call it quits for now. I will attempt, not promise but will try, to continue my obvious letter full of love.

Sporaticly Interesting Good Times

Ahh, welcome to second semester of my junior year of college. Also, the first month of the year of 2010. It has been quite eventful thus far. Many ups, not so many downs, and intriguing to say the least. I have thoroughly enjoyed being back and spending time with friends and roommates (not to say they are friends). I am currently/shocking sitting in class with Professor Sage. I know, how unusual for me to be sitting in Sage's class writing in my journal, on the computer, and not giving the class my full attention. It is nice to have someone to talk to even though stupid Jonathan went to Germany, I now have Jason to talk to. Poking fun at Sage is always a plus. I am now in Late Romantic, so no I didn't have to retake Baroque and I did pass despite my lack of attention skills in this class. I spent most of my weekend with Chris which is always nice. He showed up at my work on Saturday afternoon with a dozen roses. He is so sweet! I love when he does incredibly sweet things like that. We then drove home, correction, I drove home! I love when he lets me drive, it is so rare ever since his mom told him she doesn't want to driving his car. We hung out at home and watched Friends which we love to do. We are almost done with the series, we have two more discs then we will move onto Scrubs. Chris is the most excited about that. We will see if I like it, I have never watched it. He endured Gilmore Girls (which he liked) for me, so I can do this for him. After spending the night there, I had to wake up obnoxiously early to go to work with him. I didn't like the early hour, but did enjoy eating Carls and getting to see his work. I did homework for about an hour (if that) then when he said he wished he had times to do some of the other work they have, I offered to help. Being Sunday, there was only one other person there in his section and his lead. His boss wasn't even there. Most of the other sections were there because it was mandatory for them, but it wasn't a full day for all the employees to be there. It was so cool, I felt so important and on the inside. I got to see David, since he works with Chris, so that was cool. Everyone there knew who I was which was kinda weird but so great! I love that he talks about me and people know who I am! So I helped with stock and putting things in bags, labeling, and counting. It was really fun. I wish I had gotten paid, but I did to help Baby so that is enough for me. Seriously, they start at $12 an hour there and at my job that I have been at for a year and a half I only make $8.50. We left at about 12pm and went home and I worked on homework. We took about a two hour nap because we were so tired, then just spent our time together, I miss him when we are apart. It keeps getting harder and harder I feel like, at the same time easy when we are busy, but nights are the worst. Plus, not being able to talk to him as often just kills me. Ten minutes a day doesn't really do it for me. Hopefully I get to see him this weekend, even though I have concerts both Saturday and Sunday, but he might come to Disneyland with us, but only if I can get him a ticket. If not, maybe I can have him come down Sunday which seems silly because we are leaving APU at 1, concert at 4, dinner there at 6, then back by 7:30/8 so there is no time to spend with him. The music just got really loud and dramatic. Scary. Oh one minutes, thank goodness. I am having lunch with one of my girls today, Allison, I'm really excited. I love getting to eat with them. Plus, it has finally stopped raining, so I finally get to eat at the Walk again. I can't believe I went 2 years without every eating there. Stupid. Off to German, tata.

Overview

So the beginning of a new semester has begun! It is exciting to be back at school with friends and peers. I'm looking forward to the new semester of meeting people and spending more time with my girls. I intend to have lunch with each of them one on one. I'm really happy that I stayed another year in Bel Canto because having their friendship means the world to me. So far all of my classes have gone exceptionally well for the first day. Psychology is going to be interesting I think and I like the teacher. I don't know anyone in my class, but I did talk to a girl name Kat so that was cool. It is nice because Jasmine and I have a class in the same building at the same time MWF and so we walk over together, then walk to chapel and sit together. I'm really happy Jasmine and I are getting to close; same with Joanna, I think her and I are really bonding. After chapel we walk back to east and she goes to work and I head off to my Late Romantic class with Sage again, yay! I know quite a few people in that class of course, being a music class. Jason is my class which is cool we get to hang out. We had dinner together last night which was fun, he's a good friend to have, I like him. Then I head to my German II class. I know a bunch of people in that class as well. I miss the old German teacher but she is on maternity leave, and I like the new guy but he is so energetic, which is fun, but I'm still a bit nervous about the class so we will see. Then I have a break where I eat lunch and I am hoping to use that time to eat with some of my girls. I really want to do that with each of them. Then I have Bel Canto, which I love, and Performance Forum on Mondays. Tuesday is a whole other deal, so I will include that next time. This was just a fun overview of what my semester is looking like and what I'm hoping will come about from it.

New Day for a New Year

Well, it has been a fairly low profile evening for me. I know I wrote earlier, but it was more of a reflection then a journal entry. I spent New Years Eve with Chris reflecting (talking/crying) about all the things we feel we have issues on in our relationship and what we can each do personally to make things better. It was actually helpful and healthy for us. I feel really good about the whole discussion. We then poured ourselves two glasses of water and toasted the New Year as the ball dropped in New York at midnight and then shared our first kiss for the year of 2010 and the beginning of the decade. Both being sick, my mostly fully recovered aside from a stuffy nose and Chris not doing much better at all, we did not do anything to extravagant. We then went off to bed to wake up at 6 am this morning so I could go home and get ready for work. I then went back to bed and woke up at 7am, got dressed, then preceded to call Chris 13 times because my mom didn't wake up to take me to work. Then I went to work and opened with Derek. I was actually really happy to be at work since, being New Years and technically a holiday, I got time and a half. Spent the morning helping Derek detail the store, I know I am going to feel the effects from scrubbing the floor tomorrow. After work Chris picked me up and we went to his house and watched a few episodes of Friends. We then did a little bit of shopping at Walmart and Blockbuster. Then we went to The Habit, somewhere we have never been together I like that we are trying something new, and ate dinner. We then went home and watched Shrek the Halls and attempted to watch Robin Hood: Men in Tights. I was not at all amused, and Chris fell asleep anyway and was snoring. I felt bad he was sick, but being only 8pm I was bored so I called my mom, told Chris I was leaving which being completely incoherent he did not seem to notice/care, and went home. I then hung out in my room and watched Journey to the Center of the Earth which I have both seen and own, but have been feeling like seeing again since I have only seen it once. Not much of an eventful day or evening to say the least, but I certainly enjoyed it. It is so nice to be able to relax and do nothing if I feel like it.

Well then, until next time. Peace.

Years That Come and Go

Here we are in the year 2010. We have made it through another decade, how crazy is that?! There are so many memories and things to be said about the past 10 years of my life. I have gone through puberty, first crushes, first boyfriends, first loves, first kiss, first day in middle school, becoming a teenager, becoming an adult, turning the big 20, voting for the first time, buying my first lottery ticket, paying my first bill, getting my license, first day of high school, graduation from high school and junior high, graduation from elementary school, first day of college, and so many other monumental moments that would take me hours to go through them all. I can't believe another decade has passed, though I have only experienced two in my lifetime. I am going into the year of 2010 a young woman. No longer a teenager, I enter this year with new eyes, though I do not feel any different than I did at 19. I do find great joy in saying, "stupid teenagers" now and again. I am entering my second semester as a junior in college at Azusa Pacific University, planning my junior recital, and first performance, as a music major and as a college student. I am also living on my own (on campus) with three other roommates, but I do pay for my own food and utilities. I cannot believe that I am growing up so fast, I feel like I was 10 years old yesterday. I have a boyfriend whom I love, friends whom I adore, and a family that loves me. I am so fortunate to be alive, have such a wonderful life, and I thank God for everything He has blessed me with. I, unlike many other people, did not set a new year's resolution, I could not even think of something. Sure, there are plenty of things I would like to accomplish, but I feel when you set yourself that kind of goal it is always attempted and thought of in vain. One year I said I would write in my journal every year, that was the last time my journal heard from me. I said I would work out, 50 sit ups later I gave up. I said I would stop biting my nails, hear that? Nope, because my fingernails don't make any noise when I type because they are nonexistent. I started to write this because I was bored and frustrated my boyfriend had fallen asleep leaving me nothing to do, but now I am grateful for the chance to reflect on the past 10 years, look forward to the years to come and my desires for the future, and lay out my life in front of me with the simple touch of my fingers to the keys. Good night, good night, for all is well in the land of all.