Friday

It's Friday. Whoohoo! Weekend. . . Wait, that means homework. . . . Two weeks till Spring Break!!! Now that's good news. :D I've been counting down since the last week of January and now it's the third week of February. Interestingly, it's actually gone by at a pretty good pace. It's just stressful. Maybe stress makes time go faster. . . Either way. Two weeks till Spring Break. I'm so excited. :D I get to go home. . . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . .

Thank Yous:
Mike, for randomly calling me on Wednesday and cheering me up.
Dave, for coming to church and just being around.
Steph, for inviting me to hang out with you last night. Even if it was short.
Mom, for being so consistent in writing and letting me know what's going on. All the little things happening at home.
Dad, for the little encouraging notes you send and for helping me keep track of my finances.
Katie, Mom seems pretty happy, so good job. :)

I miss people at home. . . Church people. Family.

Well, it's been a mostly boring week. My piano lesson got cancelled yesterday so I only had one class. It was a short day. :)

Realization

Yes, I came to a realization. I don't like "head-learnin'." I like action learning. If it's practical. If it isn't, I'd better be able to memorize it. Thus, my dislike of school. It's a bunch of stuff I won't use and stuff I can't memorize. Makes things difficult. (Why I love my NT class; I can memorize everything.)

First and second hour classes are cancelled tomorrow because we're supposed to get an enormous blizzard. It started earlier this evening, but I haven't checked it's progress for a while. That means I only have to go to one class tomorrow. Bwahahahahahaha! =D

Debussey - a 20th century compser. I hate his work. Despise it. Loathe it. Utterly detest it. You can imagine how thrilled I am I left my only Debussey book at home. :) I thought ahead. I considered carefully, "If I bring this, I will probably have to show it to my teacher. Teachers like to make students try new things because it's "good for them." I'm going to just leave it here." And so I did. :) Aren't you proud of me for thinking ahead?

I went to the dress rehearsal of a pianist today (it's like a practice recital before the recital) and she had to play a Debussey song. It was complicated, difficult, memorized, fast, long, and no doubt very trying. I appreciate her talent and how well she played it. But they should have found something that actually sounded nice for her to work on. . . Because what is the good of all those things, if it sounds like a mess? Even worse, it purposefully sounds like a mess. . . Yes, I hate Debussey. Should I ever give lessons, I don't think I could ever require anyone to ever play his compositions. Perhaps, I shouldn't be a teacher. Hehe.

I miss being home. I dream I'm home. Playing cards or video games with the guys. Just being in the house. And then I wake up, and it's all dark, and for about three seconds I think I'm in my own room. And then I turn my head and realize I'm not. . . Generally, I like dreaming, but it's sure been making my days harder lately.

Jessica texts me every now and then. :) It's really nice of her.

I have to go get my laundry. I actually am running out of money. What do you know. lol Guess that's what happens when you go to Wal-mart every week. . . Or more. Ha. I need to put gas in my car. . . . And I owe Dave a couple dollars. Hmmm. . . I really want to go home this weekend. . . It would be soooooooooooooooooooo incredibly nice. . . . SO nice. . . Ho hum.