February 2011
50 posts
January 2011
39 posts
post coming soon...
what. a. weekend. wowie zowie.
Open Rehearsal
Let me first say that there is nothing quite like watching a crowd of student dancers and feel their hearts collectively swell in admiration and self-realization that their passion is real and dreams, possible.
Again, they’re dancers — not a field with which I usually empathize given my own insecurities regarding my personal utter lack of coordination — but at the end of the...
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patience/understanding
I seriously need a self-help book or something. Probably with a tacky title.
After being at the retreat with Frequency this weekend, Tom shared a few observations about me that, while I know to be true, hearing them from an outside source hammered in just how apparent they are. The main one was this: after a cordial point, I become extremely impatient. And I let it show. It’s usually not...
attitude/altitude/whateverrrr
Thus far…
This quarter has been pretty interesting, if not a little overwhelming—and I say that in full understanding that my major allows me a [relatively] good bit of freedom in terms of coursework that I sometimes abuse; it [now] lacks, for example, the necessity for fixed sets of problems, equations and homeworks of that sort. There’s still plenty of purchasing books,...
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the musae breakdown
Lessee here…
I helped bring a discussion panel about women’s experiences in a cappella to fruition at SoJam under the [de facto] leadership of the impeccable Lo.
I admired Hannah’s fantastic rendering of Halo and awkwardly waited in line next to her at my first taping of Sing-Off, trying and failing to muster up the confidence to talk to her [note: did not...
welcome to my pointless text convos
B: San Antonio. Texican food for dinner.
K: Are you going to affect the appropriate accent?
B: Probably: I'm just that influential. Oh ... did you mean imitate? Darlin', I ain't all hat and no cattle.
K: You ain't all coffee and no omelet? Ah see. Maybe mention 'black gold' in there somewhere. Everyone in Tay-hahs is an oil tycoon, right?
B: All coffee ... huh. I'll ask whether there's anything I should remember, maybe a fort or something. (All talk and no walk?)
K: Meh. It'll all get lost in the southern drawl, regardless.
B: Brbrbbbbrbbr authentic frontier gibberish bbbrbrbrbr
K: ZACTLYYYYY.
B: Ruhruh.
K: How's that workin' out so far?
B: So far I've been asked if the fitness center has free weights. ???
K: I'd call that a victory!
HAHA I CANNOT WAIT FOR NEW JERSEY SHOREEEEEE
Just when I thought my brain had begun to recover from the last season, this new batch of episodes is sure to render me a cretinous hominid, a shell of my former self. Hopefully I’ll be more productive, at least. Somehow.
Listening to the latest MouthOff. Racing to finish Tritones arrangements (which will NOT be done when I need them to be).
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MUSAE IS GO!
Kind. Of. Awesome.
We’ve been scheming this for a while, not gonna lie. Arrangements are already being rehearsed or well into the writing stages. Everyone is so damned talented and—what’s better—so incredibly INTO it that it’s already SO gratifying to be a part of. I hope I can hold up my end of the bargain.
I feel like this is what [relative] youth is about: being...