(yeah, I know I haven't posted in ages. So shoot me.)
I am of the opinion that you sleep better if you know you don't have to get up. I've been having great, wonderful, long sleeps since school let out. I wake up in my own time, kind of drift into consciousness rather than being rudely shoved into wakefulness by the incessant screaming of an alarm clock. It's quite peaceful and I enjoy it, because I know that it doesn't matter when I get up anyway.
But then this morning, I had to get up at 9 because I had to babysit at 10. I woke up at 7, tossed and turned for a while, went back to sleep, woke up at 7:45, kind of drifted off until 8:15, and then stayed there in a semiconscious, not awake, not asleep state until quarter to 9, at which point I decided it was pointless and I might as well just get up.
So I had a crummy sleep for the last couple hours, because I knew my sleep would be ending soon. Turned out that my babysitting job got cancelled anyway, but the point is that you sleep better when you're guaranteed sleep. When you're under pressure to sleep; when you know that you won't be able to sleep past a certain time, you end up not sleeping at all.
That's got to be one of the more pointless posts I've ever made. Humph.
~~~
"that's... not my name."
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
I hate group work
No, that's not strong enough. I loathe it, I detest it, I despise it, I... I'm about to collapse. I don't even get it. This has happened before, where I'm in a group that doesn't pull their weight and I do most of the work. I don't mind - I even set myself up for it. I offer to do most of the work because I know I'll do it right. I don't mean to sound arrogant, but the truth is that I know the grammar rules, I have a wide vocabulary (at least when I'm writing,) and generally, I trust myself to do a good job. But now, the project is due tomorrow, one girl hasn't sent me a thing, and I don't even know. I think this is more the straw that broke the camel's back. It's all weighing down, it's crunch time, and only the strong ones can handle it. It just remains to be seen whether or not I can.
~~~
"That's it - we're giving you to the paper."
~~~
"That's it - we're giving you to the paper."
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Every end brings a beginning...
... Canadian Idol starts tonight! I'm excited; I usually like it better than American. (plus there's always the added possibility that the winner will be from here! Haha.)
So yeah, can't wait to watch.
~~~
Cross-multiplying is basically the best thing ever.
So yeah, can't wait to watch.
~~~
Cross-multiplying is basically the best thing ever.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
The week the world ends
Maybe a little dramatic, but it really does feel like everything's ending this week. We had the last Sunday School today in which the youth ran a penny carnival for all the young 'uns... that was definitely really fun. Sunday School ending doesn't have much of an effect on me, being that we quizzers don't really go to Sunday School, but it was still a very large measure of finality.
My last Tuesday night youth until next year is on Tuesday (well, no duh erin... no, the last Tuesday night youth is on Wednesday...) but yeah, anyway, Bible study is ending which is... well, disappointing, to say the least. It's done so much for me, every Tuesday I leave feeling so empowered and then I start to screw up and trip and stumble, and I hit bottom late on Monday or Tuesday morning, just in time to be built up again that night. I have no idea what I'll do without that, but I guess I'll manage. Somehow.
But even before that, Tuesday afternoon is my last piano lesson. Ever. I'm quitting after my exam (in 10 days... oh gosh...) but yeah. I did some calculations last night, and I've taken piano for 9 years now. That means 9 Christmas recitals, 9 pizza parties (although I didn't make it to all of them,) 18 formal recitals, and countless spring recitals, Halloween recitals, and exam recitals.
More than that, it means that at 36 lessons a year, I've had 324 lessons, spent 324 weeks practicing my butt off (well, most of those weeks I actually worked hard... hehe) to impress the teacher. My first 3 years of lessons I had 30 minute classes; the next 4 years were 45 minutes, and the past 2 years have been 60 minute lessons, so that makes a grand total over the years of 14 040 minutes spent in piano lessons. That converts to 234 hours, or 9.75 days, spent IN the lesson. This is not taking into account time spent practicing or at recitals.
That's a giant chunk of time. I mean, think about it. I can't believe it, I can't believe I'm just stopping now... but I am, and I mean, I'll still play for fun and stuff, but yeah, it just seems so huge all spelled out like that.
So yeah, that's piano, and then the last Friday night youth is on Saturday... (oh! gotcha there, didn't I! no, it's on Friday, of course.) I know it will definitely be a ton of fun, but still, after that... it's over, just like that, and I will go from seeing my wonderful youth friends 3 times a week to once a week, and that will stink, considering that they're the best friends I have (most of them are, anyways... no comment on the rest.)
And yeah. The world ends this week and I don't know what I'll do with myself after. I've heard twiddling thumbs is fun.
~~~
"It says... non... perfumed..."
EDIT just for Amy: If this is the week the world ends, I suppose you could say... I'm "At World's End?"
My last Tuesday night youth until next year is on Tuesday (well, no duh erin... no, the last Tuesday night youth is on Wednesday...) but yeah, anyway, Bible study is ending which is... well, disappointing, to say the least. It's done so much for me, every Tuesday I leave feeling so empowered and then I start to screw up and trip and stumble, and I hit bottom late on Monday or Tuesday morning, just in time to be built up again that night. I have no idea what I'll do without that, but I guess I'll manage. Somehow.
But even before that, Tuesday afternoon is my last piano lesson. Ever. I'm quitting after my exam (in 10 days... oh gosh...) but yeah. I did some calculations last night, and I've taken piano for 9 years now. That means 9 Christmas recitals, 9 pizza parties (although I didn't make it to all of them,) 18 formal recitals, and countless spring recitals, Halloween recitals, and exam recitals.
More than that, it means that at 36 lessons a year, I've had 324 lessons, spent 324 weeks practicing my butt off (well, most of those weeks I actually worked hard... hehe) to impress the teacher. My first 3 years of lessons I had 30 minute classes; the next 4 years were 45 minutes, and the past 2 years have been 60 minute lessons, so that makes a grand total over the years of 14 040 minutes spent in piano lessons. That converts to 234 hours, or 9.75 days, spent IN the lesson. This is not taking into account time spent practicing or at recitals.
That's a giant chunk of time. I mean, think about it. I can't believe it, I can't believe I'm just stopping now... but I am, and I mean, I'll still play for fun and stuff, but yeah, it just seems so huge all spelled out like that.
So yeah, that's piano, and then the last Friday night youth is on Saturday... (oh! gotcha there, didn't I! no, it's on Friday, of course.) I know it will definitely be a ton of fun, but still, after that... it's over, just like that, and I will go from seeing my wonderful youth friends 3 times a week to once a week, and that will stink, considering that they're the best friends I have (most of them are, anyways... no comment on the rest.)
And yeah. The world ends this week and I don't know what I'll do with myself after. I've heard twiddling thumbs is fun.
~~~
"It says... non... perfumed..."
EDIT just for Amy: If this is the week the world ends, I suppose you could say... I'm "At World's End?"
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Not much to say
But I had to post today in order to use this quote:
"God - the quicker picker upper."
"God - the quicker picker upper."
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Piano Images
Well, first a quick update on stuff:
American Idol finished, after an incredibly long finale filled to the brim with... well, with filler. Congrats Jordin. Enjoyed performances from all idols, did not enjoy performance by Bette Midler and have no idea why she was there, but whatever. For a slightly better review, go to Josh's blog because I don't have the energy to review it properly.
Went to see Pirates 3 yesterday. I thought it was great. For a much better and more comprehensive review, go to Amy's blog because I don't have the energy to review it properly.
So I have this piano sort-of recital tonight, it's almost like a practice exam, and well, Amy was talking about being assigned mental pictures for her songs, and I said I already do that... kind of. I've been doing it all year, and last year too, but not so much a picture as harnessing a feeling and pushing it out in the piece. See, I've always felt like there's more to piano, or music in general, than just hitting the right notes as quickly and loudly as possible - I think it has no point if you can't pass on a feeling, and so I try to create one. And so, if you happen to be interested, these are the feelings I associate with each of my exam pieces.
Here's That Rainy Day - It's a study, a very old jazz piece. It has words:
"Maybe I should have saved
those left-over dreams
funny, but here's that rainy day.
Here's that rainy day
they told me about
and I laughed at the thought
that it might turn out this way.
Where is that worn-out wish
that I threw aside,
after it brought my lover near?
Funny how love becomes
a cold rainy day
funny, that rainy day is here."
Definitely reminds me of my friends changing schools - how you know, I got so comfortable and secure and never thought I'd be left out in the cold, until I was. So I grasp those emotions - loneliness, almost disbelief - for this one.
Study: Morning Bell
It's a really beautiful, peaceful song. It makes me feel like I'm one with the world and with everything and it's all going to turn out ok. It doesn't take a lot of effort to create feelings of joy and contentedness before I play this song - as I play they just sort of come.
List A: Sonata in c-
This is the one that says "I ain't givin' up." You can't hold me down when I'm playing this song.
List B: Sonatina in Bflat +
It's kind of like life, you know? Some parts happy, some parts not quite so happy, but it keeps on going, it doesn't slow down, and you always wind up on the bright side anyway.
List C: Chanson Triste (A Sad Song)
This one reminds me so much of a friendship I have... it's painful, because I'm not able to see this friend at all or talk to this friend half as much as I would like, so I've come to associate our friendship with some measure of pain and wistfulness. At the same time, it's so beautiful and so wonderful to be friends with this person that I wouldn't trade it for the world, and when we do talk, there are bright moments... but it's all so bittersweet. This is like the piece because it is sad, but it's so beautiful that the sadness is worth it.
List D: Mysterious Summer Night
Amy's little sister called this song "evil," and in a way I suppose it it. It lives up to its name, in that it's quite mysterious, and it brings up all kinds of feelings of confusion and lost-ness for me. It's like, you've got everything figured out, you're on top of the world, and then bam, someone whips a curveball at you and everything changes, and you don't know what's going on anymore. Sometimes your confusion makes you mad, and sometimes you just resign yourself to being confused, but in the end... you're still confused.
So there ya go Amy, that's what to listen for tonight, haha.
~~~
"Go for a jog, make yourself a smoothie, read an Archie comic - it's gonna be alright."
American Idol finished, after an incredibly long finale filled to the brim with... well, with filler. Congrats Jordin. Enjoyed performances from all idols, did not enjoy performance by Bette Midler and have no idea why she was there, but whatever. For a slightly better review, go to Josh's blog because I don't have the energy to review it properly.
Went to see Pirates 3 yesterday. I thought it was great. For a much better and more comprehensive review, go to Amy's blog because I don't have the energy to review it properly.
So I have this piano sort-of recital tonight, it's almost like a practice exam, and well, Amy was talking about being assigned mental pictures for her songs, and I said I already do that... kind of. I've been doing it all year, and last year too, but not so much a picture as harnessing a feeling and pushing it out in the piece. See, I've always felt like there's more to piano, or music in general, than just hitting the right notes as quickly and loudly as possible - I think it has no point if you can't pass on a feeling, and so I try to create one. And so, if you happen to be interested, these are the feelings I associate with each of my exam pieces.
Here's That Rainy Day - It's a study, a very old jazz piece. It has words:
"Maybe I should have saved
those left-over dreams
funny, but here's that rainy day.
Here's that rainy day
they told me about
and I laughed at the thought
that it might turn out this way.
Where is that worn-out wish
that I threw aside,
after it brought my lover near?
Funny how love becomes
a cold rainy day
funny, that rainy day is here."
Definitely reminds me of my friends changing schools - how you know, I got so comfortable and secure and never thought I'd be left out in the cold, until I was. So I grasp those emotions - loneliness, almost disbelief - for this one.
Study: Morning Bell
It's a really beautiful, peaceful song. It makes me feel like I'm one with the world and with everything and it's all going to turn out ok. It doesn't take a lot of effort to create feelings of joy and contentedness before I play this song - as I play they just sort of come.
List A: Sonata in c-
This is the one that says "I ain't givin' up." You can't hold me down when I'm playing this song.
List B: Sonatina in Bflat +
It's kind of like life, you know? Some parts happy, some parts not quite so happy, but it keeps on going, it doesn't slow down, and you always wind up on the bright side anyway.
List C: Chanson Triste (A Sad Song)
This one reminds me so much of a friendship I have... it's painful, because I'm not able to see this friend at all or talk to this friend half as much as I would like, so I've come to associate our friendship with some measure of pain and wistfulness. At the same time, it's so beautiful and so wonderful to be friends with this person that I wouldn't trade it for the world, and when we do talk, there are bright moments... but it's all so bittersweet. This is like the piece because it is sad, but it's so beautiful that the sadness is worth it.
List D: Mysterious Summer Night
Amy's little sister called this song "evil," and in a way I suppose it it. It lives up to its name, in that it's quite mysterious, and it brings up all kinds of feelings of confusion and lost-ness for me. It's like, you've got everything figured out, you're on top of the world, and then bam, someone whips a curveball at you and everything changes, and you don't know what's going on anymore. Sometimes your confusion makes you mad, and sometimes you just resign yourself to being confused, but in the end... you're still confused.
So there ya go Amy, that's what to listen for tonight, haha.
~~~
"Go for a jog, make yourself a smoothie, read an Archie comic - it's gonna be alright."
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Final Idol Prediction
So after watching last night’s performances, I can honestly say… I really, REALLY don’t care who wins. I adore them both, and I know exactly what’s going to happen tonight. It’ll be one of two scenarios.
Scenario A:
Ryan Seacrest: And the winner of American Idol 2007 is… Blake Lewis!
Erin immediately bursts into tears and feels incredibly sorry for Jordin, thinking, “It’s so unfair! I always wanted her to win!”
OR
Scenario B:
Ryan Seacrest: And the winner of American Idol 2007 is… Jordin Sparks!
Erin immediately bursts into tears and feels incredibly sorry for Blake, thinking, “It’s so unfair! I always wanted him to win!”
Guaranteed reaction (minus the tears… if any, they will be of happiness, because Idol finales tend to do that to me.) Anyway, tonight no matter what happens, I know I will feel like the winner deserved to win, and I will feel so bad for the non-winner. (I hate saying loser… as Paula says, we’re all winners here.)
But now, if I must enter a prediction... I’ll say Jordin. Although I really do love them both.
~~~
“What flavour is yellow?"
Scenario A:
Ryan Seacrest: And the winner of American Idol 2007 is… Blake Lewis!
Erin immediately bursts into tears and feels incredibly sorry for Jordin, thinking, “It’s so unfair! I always wanted her to win!”
OR
Scenario B:
Ryan Seacrest: And the winner of American Idol 2007 is… Jordin Sparks!
Erin immediately bursts into tears and feels incredibly sorry for Blake, thinking, “It’s so unfair! I always wanted him to win!”
Guaranteed reaction (minus the tears… if any, they will be of happiness, because Idol finales tend to do that to me.) Anyway, tonight no matter what happens, I know I will feel like the winner deserved to win, and I will feel so bad for the non-winner. (I hate saying loser… as Paula says, we’re all winners here.)
But now, if I must enter a prediction... I’ll say Jordin. Although I really do love them both.
~~~
“What flavour is yellow?"
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