That's the song that comes to mind right now. When I start to get overwhelmed by this semester, God brings along someone to cheer me up. I came back to school after being home for the weekend and my roommate had the flu, and now I'm getting it, but I'm sure something will happen to keep my spirits up. In fact, something already did, because campus was closed until 10 today. I didn't have to go to my 8:00am modern dance class, which was sad but nice. I still walked over there, not having checked my texts. So sad.
But still, I didn't have to move around.
There are so many things I need to do right now. Everything has homework. All 10 classes have homework. Hours of it. Interesting and good-for-me homework. Long and tedious and tiresome. Songs in foreign languages to memorize, abnormal psychology terms to import into brain, folk songs to learn, scales to write down, work study that involves more work than study, plain-old practicing, and things to mail! (Sorry Mattea, your letter really is coming. Truly.)
Looking on the bright side, I love my new roommate. She makes me tea :) and is very perky and fun. <3
Prayer answered the way I wanted it, haha. Thank You, Lord.
Wednesday is Cornerstone, the young adult Bible study. I'll be playing a Bali instrument named a Gamelan on Thursday night with the world music ensemble class I'm in. Saturday I'll be playing a nursing home gig with some of the music therapy students. So that's me at the moment.
*sigh*
Over and out
in the midst of passing bravery , in the face of our own injuries, is the constant generosity of grace. It's the beauty in the tales we tell, it's the pressing on and ending well , it's the joy that comes when we give our self away ~Sara Groves
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8.18.2010
Everything Is New Again
Things I love:
My room, my roommate
My classes, my teachers
My instruments, my life
I can't wait to get my schedule set in stone and start classes. It all feels so unreal, yet so comfortable. I love this campus and all my new friends. I'm so happy!!!! Soli deo gloria, definitely. Amen and amen, again and again.
"Enough rhyming. I mean it!"
"Anybody want a peanut?" - Princess Bride
That was the quote of the week. Stay tuned for the song of the week. : )
So here I am, reclining on my new bedspread, typing on my new computer, listening to some new music. Today I thought I had to take a music theory test, but that didn't happen. I thought I was going to have to audition on the viola, which would have been really bad because I didn't prepare the excerpt. But that isn't the case either. The cafeteria had spinach, kale and fruit tonight. Life is good!
I'm skipping out on the laser tag because I haven't had much down time. I did get to practice for an hour today, which was w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l. (Yay for alliteration!) The only downer is that my English AP credit isn't here, which makes things a little tricky. Nevertheless, my advisors are super helpful so I'm sure everything will work out.
My roommate is amazing. I can't believe how similar we are, still. I have the best quadmates and RA, too. Everyone is very considerate and mild-mannered and lighthearted. We're going to have sooooo much fun.
Tomorrow at 8:30am I have to report to vocal auditions. Yeah, I know, it's not even in my top three instruments, but I have to do it since there is no piano ensemble and I can't be in orchestra yet. Just watch. I'll get in that orchestra.
Time for some stats. There are about 35 freshman music therapy majors, 650 freshman total, and 3,500 students total.
Random: I like how we can see what's going on between the dorms from our window. Nice.
And now I will share my favorite lyrics of the week with you. Here we go:
It was love that set this fragile planet rolling
Tilting at our perfect twenty-three
Molecules and men infused with holy
Finding our way around the galaxy
And Paradise has up and flown away for now
But hope still breathes and truth is always true
And just when we think it's almost over
Love has the final move
Love has the final move -Chris Rice, The Final Move
My room, my roommate
My classes, my teachers
My instruments, my life
I can't wait to get my schedule set in stone and start classes. It all feels so unreal, yet so comfortable. I love this campus and all my new friends. I'm so happy!!!! Soli deo gloria, definitely. Amen and amen, again and again.
"Enough rhyming. I mean it!"
"Anybody want a peanut?" - Princess Bride
That was the quote of the week. Stay tuned for the song of the week. : )
So here I am, reclining on my new bedspread, typing on my new computer, listening to some new music. Today I thought I had to take a music theory test, but that didn't happen. I thought I was going to have to audition on the viola, which would have been really bad because I didn't prepare the excerpt. But that isn't the case either. The cafeteria had spinach, kale and fruit tonight. Life is good!
I'm skipping out on the laser tag because I haven't had much down time. I did get to practice for an hour today, which was w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l. (Yay for alliteration!) The only downer is that my English AP credit isn't here, which makes things a little tricky. Nevertheless, my advisors are super helpful so I'm sure everything will work out.
My roommate is amazing. I can't believe how similar we are, still. I have the best quadmates and RA, too. Everyone is very considerate and mild-mannered and lighthearted. We're going to have sooooo much fun.
Tomorrow at 8:30am I have to report to vocal auditions. Yeah, I know, it's not even in my top three instruments, but I have to do it since there is no piano ensemble and I can't be in orchestra yet. Just watch. I'll get in that orchestra.
Time for some stats. There are about 35 freshman music therapy majors, 650 freshman total, and 3,500 students total.
Random: I like how we can see what's going on between the dorms from our window. Nice.
And now I will share my favorite lyrics of the week with you. Here we go:
It was love that set this fragile planet rolling
Tilting at our perfect twenty-three
Molecules and men infused with holy
Finding our way around the galaxy
And Paradise has up and flown away for now
But hope still breathes and truth is always true
And just when we think it's almost over
Love has the final move
Love has the final move -Chris Rice, The Final Move
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