Two Sunday's ago I got a bid for SAI (Sigma Alpha Iota), the professional women's music fraternity. I am so very excited to be a part of their sisterhood... These girls are AWESOME! So kind, smart, talented, and hilarious. My roommate Madeline is one of these girls as well.
This past Sunday, I got my Big Sis! Her name is Tatiana, and she's a percussion major. I am so glad she is my big... she's pretty much a B.A( badass, not bachelor of arts) , and in a lot of ways, kind of like a twin to me. She got me a whole lot of fun stuff, including silly-band rings and skittles(YES), and she's been helping me with theory a bunch this week! Tonight she has a concert, including a solo or two, and I'm going to bring her roses (SAI's flower). I feel like a nerdy tween writing this blog entry, but it's a whole lot of fun which I can't even explain..no seriously, it's secret stuff. ;)
Music is taking over my life, and you know what, I'm not complaining. I love it.
I think I probably wrote that same thing in my last blog post, but it still stands true. I'm working very hard to get better, and become a well-rounded musician.
SO HAPPY!
Anyways, I need to send out some e-mails, go get some free coffee thanks to my old boss from last year, and get to studying.
PEACE OUT!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Throughout the day,
the blue skies make perfect sense,
but when I lay down to sleep,
the world won't stop spinning.
I wish I had some brain windshield wipers,
to clear foggy late night thoughts,
Make a path through the clearing.
You aren't the only one I see,
It's not supposed to be you and me.
You still pull at my heart,
Even though these are broken strings.
Throughout the day,
the blue skies make perfect sense,
but when I lay down to sleep,
the world won't stop spinning.
This hurricane is preaching,
Nothing more than words that will never be said.
I watched for you out the window,
but rain came instead.
Looking through the clouds,
Sun guiding,
I let go of your hand.
I let my arms up in the air, and embraced it.
Throughout the day,
the blue skies make perfect sense,
but when I lay down to sleep,
the world won't stop spinning.
The world won't stop spinning, spinning, spinning.
the blue skies make perfect sense,
but when I lay down to sleep,
the world won't stop spinning.
I wish I had some brain windshield wipers,
to clear foggy late night thoughts,
Make a path through the clearing.
You aren't the only one I see,
It's not supposed to be you and me.
You still pull at my heart,
Even though these are broken strings.
Throughout the day,
the blue skies make perfect sense,
but when I lay down to sleep,
the world won't stop spinning.
This hurricane is preaching,
Nothing more than words that will never be said.
I watched for you out the window,
but rain came instead.
Looking through the clouds,
Sun guiding,
I let go of your hand.
I let my arms up in the air, and embraced it.
Throughout the day,
the blue skies make perfect sense,
but when I lay down to sleep,
the world won't stop spinning.
The world won't stop spinning, spinning, spinning.
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