Today, I sign up for classes. I realize now how close I am, exactly, to graduating and I have to say that I'm remarkably unmoved. This is how little I care about my major. If someone were to take my comm studies diploma from my hand, throw it on the ground, and pee on it, I probably wouldn't care. I don't even know what I'd DO with this freaking degree.
People are so freaking stressed about classes and people have been sharing some very specific sentiments. First of all, when we discover that a fellow classmate is registering for classes the appropriate response is now "may the odds be ever in your favor". Second, I think we all agree that if we are going to spend so much money going to school, we should change the name of our college to Hogwarts and make our Quidditch team the central focus of our sports teams, not football. Also, we should import British people to sit in our classes and speak every so often so we start to really feel like we are at Hogwarts.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
What breaks your bones is not the weight you're carrying but all in how you carry it
I came to the conclusion that I suck at writing. Seriously. This blog is three sentences long and I'll bet you anything that if a college English professor were to read this he would flip out and pee on whatever device it is that he's reading this blog from. You may say it's crazy, but I've seen it done many a time before with my essays and papers I've turned in.
I'm not very good at speaking either. Relationships are not my forte, if I'm going to be completely honest. I have some great people in my life right now, don't get me wrong, but when things go wrong in a friendship they seem to go REALLY wrong. I'm really more of a listener than a speaker. It's when I try to talk that things blow up. Strange how I haven't learned my lesson yet, no?
I suck at math.
Physics is the devil.
Why the heck does physics end with an 's' if it's not plural?
Would Physic sound weird in regular conversation?
Why were the first two guys who thought Superman was a bird and a plane so freaking excited to see a bird and a plane?
I am not exactly the most athletic (although I REALLY want to play soccer).
I love music. If you've read my blog, you'd know this to be true. If you've ever met me, you'd know this to be true. So why haven't I auditioned for the school of music before? I am almost convinced that if being a music major was what God meant to happen, things are happening right as he intended them. These past three years have not been a waste of time. In fact, I'm quite certain that God has been putting me in situations to help me in the school of music. To help me grow as a musician. I've accompanied so many different people, had to rely on myself to learn theory, played in so many different sorts of situations, and been given the opportunity to play my instrument for Him. If I started out my college career as a music major, I don't think I would have this desire to give back to God whatever it is that I learn from a music degree. Regardless of whether or not I get into the school of music, I know that God's had a hand in my college career and I'm slowly learning to trust Him. This year has been rough, but this year has taught me to give it all to Him.
Why WERE those two guys so excited to see a plane and a bird?
I'm not very good at speaking either. Relationships are not my forte, if I'm going to be completely honest. I have some great people in my life right now, don't get me wrong, but when things go wrong in a friendship they seem to go REALLY wrong. I'm really more of a listener than a speaker. It's when I try to talk that things blow up. Strange how I haven't learned my lesson yet, no?
I suck at math.
Physics is the devil.
Why the heck does physics end with an 's' if it's not plural?
Would Physic sound weird in regular conversation?
Why were the first two guys who thought Superman was a bird and a plane so freaking excited to see a bird and a plane?
I am not exactly the most athletic (although I REALLY want to play soccer).
I love music. If you've read my blog, you'd know this to be true. If you've ever met me, you'd know this to be true. So why haven't I auditioned for the school of music before? I am almost convinced that if being a music major was what God meant to happen, things are happening right as he intended them. These past three years have not been a waste of time. In fact, I'm quite certain that God has been putting me in situations to help me in the school of music. To help me grow as a musician. I've accompanied so many different people, had to rely on myself to learn theory, played in so many different sorts of situations, and been given the opportunity to play my instrument for Him. If I started out my college career as a music major, I don't think I would have this desire to give back to God whatever it is that I learn from a music degree. Regardless of whether or not I get into the school of music, I know that God's had a hand in my college career and I'm slowly learning to trust Him. This year has been rough, but this year has taught me to give it all to Him.
Why WERE those two guys so excited to see a plane and a bird?
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
I'M SO NERVOUS I'M SHAKING MORE THAN A CONSTIPATED CHIHUAHUA!!!
I have to play for the piano professor tomorrow, and I don't feel ready because I don't really have anything fully prepared. However, tonight has been a good night, in terms of accomplishing stuff. I finished learning and memorizing the whole Fugue (the left handed part, anyways) and I didn't waste so much time on my Ray Charles impression, as usual.
I'm going to get back to work now, I was just excited and had to share my success. Also, I found a CD of Debussy that has my favorite piano suite ever on it, so I'm kind of pumped. Usually I can only find CD's with part of the suite, but never all four pieces together so that was a win.
My goodness, I ramble and don't make sense when I'm tired. There was no transition from point to point at all. Goat milk is far superior to Cow milk. I'm watching a silent film currently, and it's freaking me out. I think Isaac Zavalak or Zkalalskjdjf, or however you say his name (the Science Fiction writer) was clearly inspired by this monstrosity of a movie. It's storming...I've had too much sugar.
CLAP IF YOU BELIEVE! SAVE THE FAIRIES!!! AAAAAGH!!!!!
I'm going to get back to work now, I was just excited and had to share my success. Also, I found a CD of Debussy that has my favorite piano suite ever on it, so I'm kind of pumped. Usually I can only find CD's with part of the suite, but never all four pieces together so that was a win.
My goodness, I ramble and don't make sense when I'm tired. There was no transition from point to point at all. Goat milk is far superior to Cow milk. I'm watching a silent film currently, and it's freaking me out. I think Isaac Zavalak or Zkalalskjdjf, or however you say his name (the Science Fiction writer) was clearly inspired by this monstrosity of a movie. It's storming...I've had too much sugar.
CLAP IF YOU BELIEVE! SAVE THE FAIRIES!!! AAAAAGH!!!!!
Sunday, January 22, 2012
DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DANCE A WALTZ?!?!?!?!
Today is Sunday. Yesterday was Saturday. I didn't do a single thing with my Saturday...except practice piano. And guitar for a little bit, but mostly I just practiced piano. We're talking piano practicing to a degree that I've never done before. Here's a short list of what I accomplished;
One thing that's a bit exciting is that I'm feeling a huge difference in my hands development. My left hand has really come along in a short amount of time, and I can even type these blogs faster. Wouldn't it be something if I became left handed? lol.
...but seriously. Being ambidextrous would be far superior to being left or right handed. Bach is helping me to get there too, funny enough. I started playing one of my favorite piano pieces (that's actually for Clavichord, but whatever) called Invention #13 by Bach, and it was actually just a piano exercise written to help Bach's students develop their dexterity. He has some that have only two melodies playing at once, which is relatively easy to accomplish with two hands. The tough part is playing pieces that have three or more melodies playing at once with only two hands. Bach was a winner. A real "go-getter", if you will.
- I found a song online that I've wanted to learn for a long time
- I learned the song
- I memorized the entire song
- I played scales
- I worked through rough spots on the waltz and Fugue
- I discovered that the third piece I haven't really started on yet is actually partially memorized
- I put on Sunglasses and smiled and pretended to be Ray Charles
One thing that's a bit exciting is that I'm feeling a huge difference in my hands development. My left hand has really come along in a short amount of time, and I can even type these blogs faster. Wouldn't it be something if I became left handed? lol.
...but seriously. Being ambidextrous would be far superior to being left or right handed. Bach is helping me to get there too, funny enough. I started playing one of my favorite piano pieces (that's actually for Clavichord, but whatever) called Invention #13 by Bach, and it was actually just a piano exercise written to help Bach's students develop their dexterity. He has some that have only two melodies playing at once, which is relatively easy to accomplish with two hands. The tough part is playing pieces that have three or more melodies playing at once with only two hands. Bach was a winner. A real "go-getter", if you will.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
TWO DAYS IN AND I'M GONNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT WITH A NERF GUN!!!
I haven't played piano as much as I'd like to this past week, but I'm finally getting back into it and I'm not suffering from it as much as I thought. I totally figured that my hands would need more time to get back into shape, but they seem to be doing all right. But I need them to be better. Fast. By next wednesday, to be exact.
I emailed the head piano professor at Texas State last night, and he asked me to come in and talked to him. So I did. I'm not really sure what it is that he wants to talk about, but we scheduled a meeting next week and he wants me to prepare a piece for him. Yeah, in six days. I'm freaking out like crazy right now about this. This is the first time he gets to hear me play before my audition and I really want to make a good impression. So my goal for this week is simple; completely prepare and memorize the fugue. I have have of it memorized in a months time and I'm pushing myself to memorize the other half in less than a week. Oh my goodness, I'm gonna die.
I emailed the head piano professor at Texas State last night, and he asked me to come in and talked to him. So I did. I'm not really sure what it is that he wants to talk about, but we scheduled a meeting next week and he wants me to prepare a piece for him. Yeah, in six days. I'm freaking out like crazy right now about this. This is the first time he gets to hear me play before my audition and I really want to make a good impression. So my goal for this week is simple; completely prepare and memorize the fugue. I have have of it memorized in a months time and I'm pushing myself to memorize the other half in less than a week. Oh my goodness, I'm gonna die.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Why I hate toasters but love poptarts.
I've kept this a secret for years but I have never put my poptart in the toaster, but for on a very few occasions. Is this healthy? Probably. Is it still delicious. Yes!
You see, the toaster isn't necessarily bad in itself, but it just takes so much freaking time to cook the pastry! And why go through the toaster when I can go straight to the pastry!?!? But the toaster still has it's uses. Like making toast or the frozen waffles! Mhmm. Boy, do I love me some waffles.
And can we agree on one thing? Cherry poptarts, even if they aren't your FAVORITE poptarts, are definitely the universal poptart. If you don't know what kind of poptarts your roommate gets but it's your day to buy groceries, get the cherry. Even if you're wrong, the chances are they still can appreciate the cherry ones, too.
If you clicked on my link thinking I'm going to discuss the "Why I Hate Religion but Love Jesus" video, you're wrong. I'm talking about poptarts and toasters. Seriously. Old Tyler would have made a post trying to be clever and use toasters and poptarts as some sort of obscure analogy to discuss the rediculousness of the video. But new Tyler will discuss toasters and poptarts because he likes them, and then straight up tell you the new video on Religion and Jesus is dumb. Most of my Christian friends are too polite and Christian to say it, but it is. I hear a lot of people sugar coat it with statements like, "He makes some valid points but I don't agree with everything he says", and "I can definitely see how he could come to that conclusion, but he is missing some major points." No. Just...no.
"What if I told you Christ came to abolish religion?" I'd say you were wrong! What if I told you Christ said the smores poptarts were the best? I'd be lying too!
I'm frustrated and not making sense. It's time to play piano and eat poptarts. Good day, all.
You see, the toaster isn't necessarily bad in itself, but it just takes so much freaking time to cook the pastry! And why go through the toaster when I can go straight to the pastry!?!? But the toaster still has it's uses. Like making toast or the frozen waffles! Mhmm. Boy, do I love me some waffles.
And can we agree on one thing? Cherry poptarts, even if they aren't your FAVORITE poptarts, are definitely the universal poptart. If you don't know what kind of poptarts your roommate gets but it's your day to buy groceries, get the cherry. Even if you're wrong, the chances are they still can appreciate the cherry ones, too.
If you clicked on my link thinking I'm going to discuss the "Why I Hate Religion but Love Jesus" video, you're wrong. I'm talking about poptarts and toasters. Seriously. Old Tyler would have made a post trying to be clever and use toasters and poptarts as some sort of obscure analogy to discuss the rediculousness of the video. But new Tyler will discuss toasters and poptarts because he likes them, and then straight up tell you the new video on Religion and Jesus is dumb. Most of my Christian friends are too polite and Christian to say it, but it is. I hear a lot of people sugar coat it with statements like, "He makes some valid points but I don't agree with everything he says", and "I can definitely see how he could come to that conclusion, but he is missing some major points." No. Just...no.
"What if I told you Christ came to abolish religion?" I'd say you were wrong! What if I told you Christ said the smores poptarts were the best? I'd be lying too!
I'm frustrated and not making sense. It's time to play piano and eat poptarts. Good day, all.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
KNIVES CAN CUT FLESH?!?! SINCE WHEN?!
AH! KNIVES! MY ONLY WEAKNESS!
SO...
I was trying to eat a Freeze Pop the other day and in order to do that you have to open said package. Usually I just bite off the end, but for some reason I decided to use a knife. After cutting open said package I accidentally dropped the knife and my stupid reflex was to try and catch said knife. I caught it awkwardly and ended up putting a decent sized cut in my finger. This is both a win and a fail. Allow me to explain;
Win: It is a win because this is something hardcore guitarists used to do. They would slice open their finger tips and when it healed partially they would play on the cuts and suddenly the tips of your fingers have fantastic calluses. I'm going to be playing a lot of guitar this semester so yes, this is a win.
Fail: It is a fail because for a day or two I'm going to have to avoid playing piano because it hurts still. It's not excruciating pain, but it's just not comfortable. I'm better off letting it heal before I play.
Fail: It's also a fail because I cut my hand open, and in no way is that ever going to happen and not end up as a fail.
Bacon: There's no bacon involved in this story. I just think about it constantly.
SO...
I was trying to eat a Freeze Pop the other day and in order to do that you have to open said package. Usually I just bite off the end, but for some reason I decided to use a knife. After cutting open said package I accidentally dropped the knife and my stupid reflex was to try and catch said knife. I caught it awkwardly and ended up putting a decent sized cut in my finger. This is both a win and a fail. Allow me to explain;
Win: It is a win because this is something hardcore guitarists used to do. They would slice open their finger tips and when it healed partially they would play on the cuts and suddenly the tips of your fingers have fantastic calluses. I'm going to be playing a lot of guitar this semester so yes, this is a win.
Fail: It is a fail because for a day or two I'm going to have to avoid playing piano because it hurts still. It's not excruciating pain, but it's just not comfortable. I'm better off letting it heal before I play.
Fail: It's also a fail because I cut my hand open, and in no way is that ever going to happen and not end up as a fail.
Bacon: There's no bacon involved in this story. I just think about it constantly.
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