I believe in music. Creo en la música.

Sunday/Monday were the worst.

The sunburn.

Nothing from my Mu Phi mom.

The rain on Monday.

The wasp that sat on my folder and kept me from practicing.

Not getting a movie night because I was busy until 10:30 last night.

Finding out I don’t have a solo in the Wind Ensemble performance on Saturday.

Finding out my parents are not coming anyways.

But then today turned around for the best———

You are reading the blog of the President Elect of Music and Miracles (the music therapy club/organization).

That means in two years when I am a senior I will be president of the organization….which is thrilling, yet terrifying, all at once.

What a day. This is what I look like right now. I had to go to Lincoln’s tomb in Sringfield for Wind Ensemble. We played outdoors…can you tell? Tonight I had activation for Mu Phi Epsilon…I’m officially a member! Bad news…we had to wear all white and all I had bought was a white tanktop…which looked great with my farmer’s tan from hell. Also, I was so pumped to get my letters A.K.A. a T-shirt with the fraternity letters on it….I got nothing. I got a book for Music Therapy…I’m supposed to get my letters this week. What a great day…. I’m enjoying a Smirnoff…or two.

I would like just one day where I am not told what I have to do..

One day without a schedule.

One day when the sun shines bright and the outdoors is calling to me.

One day to laugh and be completely carefree…

(photo borrowed from ~lyhnelaas at deviantART)

Today in one of my music therapy classes we did this lyric poem activity. With the semester coming to a close, that means the groups we are working with for practicum will be different next semester, so we are going to bring forth the idea of closure in our final session with them.

So we listened to 5 songs our teacher picked out about closer and saying goodbye….this idea is so fitting in my life it’s ridiculous as I’m going through some things right now…. anyways, here’s what came of it….

What do you do after goodbye?

I hope it’s worth the pain.

How can I forget you?

I’ll take with me the memories.

It’s hard to say goodbye,

It’s gonna hurt me, I can’t lie.

I’m gonna miss you.

All the afterthoughts,

There’s so many things to say.

What do you do with a memory?

It’s time to go,

None of this is real,

Forever’s gone.

I hope I’ll see you another day,

You remain.

Disregard the last post…I was mildly to moderately intoxicated.

What a cunt.

What the fuck. What a creep.

I am becoming more and more obsessed with Philip Glass.

Also, I am very upset I cannot find any work for clarinet by him without needing an entire ensemble.

Free Fallin'

Tom Petty was just blaring outside my window as I hear the drunk college kids singing along, so loud they might as well be in my room. I envy them.

“ Dear Family Ghost:
You and I are not so different, we both can’t feel a thing.

Tour is…interesting.

Been a pretty good time, and I’ve been doing good on my solos, but…

The home stay I’m at now is just strange…

Then mom bailed for an hour to get her boyfriend??

Left us with her 500 daughters.

We were told we could go to the hotel, but decided to stay.

Plus, they have a cat. and I’m allergic.

Great.

It should be a good night….on this couch, with the cat.