Song #2:
Thinking it over, I've been sad.
Thinking it over, I'd be more than glad to change my ways
For the asking
Ask me and I will play all the love that I hold inside.
P. Simon
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Song for today:
But everything you see's not the way it seems --
Tears can sing and joy shed tears.
You can take the wisdom of this world
And give it to the ones who think it all ends here
Let me be a little of your breath
Moving over the face of the deep
Wanna be a particle of your light
Flowing over the hills of morning.
~Bruce Cockburn
But everything you see's not the way it seems --
Tears can sing and joy shed tears.
You can take the wisdom of this world
And give it to the ones who think it all ends here
Let me be a little of your breath
Moving over the face of the deep
Wanna be a particle of your light
Flowing over the hills of morning.
~Bruce Cockburn
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I had a bad day today! AH! I will, again, mock it with another slew full of lessons learned:
1) Don't skip dance class the day before spring break. You might miss a five minute combination and look like an ass when you don't know it upon your return to the class, the tuesday after the spring break.
2) Power bars, though they are cheap, yes, make a terrible lunch and are a waste of money that you don't have.
3) Don't try to compete in the theater world unless you have an MFA in theater performance. (That was Desdemona from the Guthrie's advice.)
4) You are not Lisa when it comes to writing papers.
5) If you really want to blow Nora's self esteem, tell her that her prose is bad. And tell her right after she had the comforting thought, "It's okay that you aren't good enough of an actor to get into Yale Drama, because you are a steller writer, and you enjoy writing more than acting, anyway."
6) Repentence is really just an act of self-indulgent remorse (that was from the AmDram prof)
7) Life stinks. (Also from the AmDram prof)
8) Everything you use to get you through life (i.e. God) will fail you (AmDram Prof once more)
9)Stop trying to make life more than it is. It stinks (AmDram man again)
10) Life is a constant process of settling for the smaller dream (AmDram, of course!)
11) Cheer up, things could get worse. (Guess who)
Oh, and:
12) Don't spend two years involved with a guy that lives with his highschool girlfriend. He's gonna marry her, eventually. And lie to you, alot.
1) Don't skip dance class the day before spring break. You might miss a five minute combination and look like an ass when you don't know it upon your return to the class, the tuesday after the spring break.
2) Power bars, though they are cheap, yes, make a terrible lunch and are a waste of money that you don't have.
3) Don't try to compete in the theater world unless you have an MFA in theater performance. (That was Desdemona from the Guthrie's advice.)
4) You are not Lisa when it comes to writing papers.
5) If you really want to blow Nora's self esteem, tell her that her prose is bad. And tell her right after she had the comforting thought, "It's okay that you aren't good enough of an actor to get into Yale Drama, because you are a steller writer, and you enjoy writing more than acting, anyway."
6) Repentence is really just an act of self-indulgent remorse (that was from the AmDram prof)
7) Life stinks. (Also from the AmDram prof)
8) Everything you use to get you through life (i.e. God) will fail you (AmDram Prof once more)
9)Stop trying to make life more than it is. It stinks (AmDram man again)
10) Life is a constant process of settling for the smaller dream (AmDram, of course!)
11) Cheer up, things could get worse. (Guess who)
Oh, and:
12) Don't spend two years involved with a guy that lives with his highschool girlfriend. He's gonna marry her, eventually. And lie to you, alot.
Oh, here's an explanation for the cornbread.
My parents are on the Atkins diet, that means that there are very few carbs in the house and there is never good food, like cornbread, there to nibble on while I wait for my dad to cook dinner. It is very hard to wait for him to cook dinner because dinner is usually something like pork or steak when I come home and the smells permeate through all floors of the ancient rosedale home, causing the tastebuds and empty stomach to run wild.
So, anyway, finding bread on the table meant that my parents were eating bread again. And I can no longer coin their home, "carb-forsaken" as I once did.
Oh, and on Sunday, we had rice with the bbq pork tenderloin.
My parents are on the Atkins diet, that means that there are very few carbs in the house and there is never good food, like cornbread, there to nibble on while I wait for my dad to cook dinner. It is very hard to wait for him to cook dinner because dinner is usually something like pork or steak when I come home and the smells permeate through all floors of the ancient rosedale home, causing the tastebuds and empty stomach to run wild.
So, anyway, finding bread on the table meant that my parents were eating bread again. And I can no longer coin their home, "carb-forsaken" as I once did.
Oh, and on Sunday, we had rice with the bbq pork tenderloin.
