Today was decent. I feel like I say that often, but the truth is that a lot of the time my days don’t contain anything to make them super-exceptional or anything like that. Better than having bad days, amirite?
Anyway, the day started off simply enough. I woke up at around 8:30 or so and got dressed for my horn jury at 10:15, filling out my repertoire/jury sheets and wearing a button-up shirt and tie. I got up to the music building around 9:15, grabbed my horn, and started warming up; since I had gotten in a good practice session yesterday evening, I felt pretty good this morning and everything was popping out pretty well. I felt fairly confident. After getting in a good warm-up, I waited for my pianist outside the jury room and, besides a momentary scare when I freaked out because I didn’t have additional copies of my music for the judges, was pretty calm and confident. The actual performance went well; as I mentioned before, I had prepared Richard (pronounced Rih-Kard) Strauss’s Horn Concerto No. 1 in Eb Major, Op. 11, but discovered it was too long during my second practice session with my accompanist. So, I was prepared for the judges to tell me which parts of the piece to play or to cut me off early – they chose the latter. I was able to play through all of the first movement (which is my favorite) and through about 2/3rds of the second, but I wasn’t able to finish the second movement or play any of the third. However, what I WAS able to play went really well, and I was pretty satisfied with my performance. My lesson teacher informed me later that I had done pretty well, so now I’m just waiting on my grade. Good stuff.
Afterward, I went back to the room and got back in my sleeping clothes; I hadn’t gotten much sleep last night (I know, I should go to bed earlier, blah blah blah; haha). I went back to sleep (Andrew was still asleep as well) and slept until somewhere between 1:30 and 1:45. Question: did this count as “going back to sleep” or “taking a nap”? I’m inclined to say the former since I had only been awake for a couple of hours after waking up, and Andrew agrees, but, still, it poses an interesting argument. Moving on. At 2:30 I had a meeting with Prof. Dent about being in a choir next semester, which also went really well. I had a song prepared (The Vagabond – Ralph Vaughan Williams) to sing, and I was also prepared for some sightreading, but he had me do neither. I told him that I had done a scholarship audition for the vocal department in addition to my band scholarship audition back in February, so he had definitely heard me sing before, and he seemed to vaguely remember it. So, instead of actually singing something for him, he just had me do some range exercises; at the conclusion of these, he said something along the lines of, “I think there’s a bit more tenor in you than you’re letting out” (O_O). My voice teacher has been telling me this all semester, and I believed him, but to hear it from an actual choir director was something completely different. I went along with it, and now I’m officially going to be singing with the Texas Tech Matador Singers (men’s choir) as a tenor II next semester; this is the first time I’ve sung anything higher than bass II in a choir since 8th grade when my voice started to change. In short, this should be an adventure, one that I’m looking forward to.
From the meeting with Prof. Dent I went back to the room, and Andrew and I left to go eat at Mr. Gatti’s pizza. I’ve always been a fan of Mr. Gatti’s (my family and I would go occasionally after church on Sundays, and I even had a birthday party there once), but this was my first time to go in Lubbock. Since we didn’t get there until 3:30 or so, it was like a ghost town in there: we were one of maybe two groups there at first. I had a large plate full of pizza, with some cinnamon dessert to go after, and then we went to the Bahama Buck’s next door simply because it had this giant snow cone outside:
LOTS OF ICE
To clarify for those of you who haven’t heard of Bahama Buck’s, or you simply haven’t tried it before: Bahama Buck’s sells shaved ice that was sent by God to Earth, delivered on the backs of angels with the heavenly chorus to back them up. It’s THAT good. Check it out when you get the chance. I’ll even take you if I have to. If you’re having trouble deciding on a flavor, I have yet to find someone who hasn’t liked the “hurricane” flavor; it’s what I order every time. GO NOW.
After our spontaneous Bahama Buck’s stop, I made a couple of runs to some spirit shops to see if there was anything there worth buying for my family; I didn’t really get anything today, but we’ll see what I can find at a later time. At this point, we went back to the room, grabbed our checkbooks, and went to the Student Union Building, where the official Tech Quidditch shirts had arrived today (they’re pretty rockin’, I must say). We paid our money, took the shirts, and split paths: Andrew to the room, me to First United Methodist Church, the church putting on the production of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang that I’m part of, to get measured for a costume for “Toot Sweets” (if you’ve seen the movie, you know what I’m talking about; if not, here’s the video for your enjoyment, and yes, I will be a dancer in it; also, if you want to skip straight to the song and dance part, move to 3:30 in the video):
I’m pretty excited for this musical, even though it means that my Christmas vacation is being cut short by a week. I’m gonna miss that extra time with my family and friends, but I’m thinking about maybe coming home the weekend immediately preceding my birthday, the 14-16th. We’ll see how that plays out. I’m just ready to be a part of a theatre production again; after the 12 shows I did in high school and the sudden drop-off into no theatre, I’m anticipating this production a lot. Here’s hoping it goes well!
I prefer “theatre” to “theater”; it looks better to me. Super classy.
Anyway, that was my day in a nutshell. Andrew and I just sat in the room watching Family Guy the rest of the night, and I ate the rest of the bread sticks from Olive Garden for dinner. Not much else going on, besides the fact that I have my SHMRG final in the morning at 7:30. That being the case, I’m done for now and off to bed. Goodnight, everyone, and I hope everyone has a great day today.
Hello hello. Hope all of you had a great day today/yesterday (depending on when you read this) and that Sunday is a good day for you as well.
First bit of news: yesterday’s post was really popular for some reason. It got 38 views (which isn’t really a lot, but…), which is 14 views more than the previously most popular post. Maybe it’s because today was Saturday? Who knows?
Today was fairly uneventful for me. I slept until around 10:30 or so, I think, and I stayed in my bed on my phone for a while. Andrew had had an Animal Science exam, so, when he got back sometime after 11, I helped him to study a bit for the calculus exam we had together at 1:30. As for the exam itself, I didn’t think it was too difficult; I know for sure that I passed it, hopefully with at least an 80 (though I think I MIGHT have gotten an A, albeit a low one). We’ll see; I’ll make sure to post it whenever I find out.
After calculus, Andrew and I were pretty hungry (all we had had to eat earlier was the rest of the pizza we had ordered the day before from Domino’s, which wasn’t much), so we walked to the Subway on University (don’t judge; Subway is good food and we have gift cards). I got my usual (of course) with some pink lemonade, and, after eating, Andrew got a call from someone in his fraternity asking if he wanted to come over and watch Disney’s Hercules with them, and I was invited. We went ahead and decided to go over (they picked us up). We sat and watched the movie, with Andrew and I singing along the whole time and me answering everyone’s questions about who played who, mostly off the top of my head. Yay for useless movie trivia (I ❤ trivia in general). I enjoyed the movie, but I’ll admit it was a bit awkward because I didn’t know these girls at all. Oh well.
When the movie ended, we sat around and watched a few YouTube videos, then, around 7:30, I was dropped back off at the dorm and they all departed for a dinner they were having for another member’s birthday. I went back up to the room and sat around for a few minutes. I had originally planned on doing my laundry tonight (since I have been putting it off since last Sunday), but, since things didn’t go according to schedule and because I didn’t want to start it so late, I decided to run to Wal-Mart instead. I bought a gallon of milk and another box of Lofthouse cookies, justifying the purchase by saying that they were for Santa…that works, doesn’t it? I left Wal-Mart and ran by Starbucks on my way back to the room, using my gift card (I’ve got lots of gift cards!) to buy myself a Vanilla Latte. It was alright, but, frankly, I think that McDonald’s Caramel Mocha with whole milk is a LOT better. Oh well; I need to experiment my way around the Starbucks menu and find something I really like besides the Vanilla Frappuccino (the one without the coffee in it; I WANT something with coffee in it). Something that IS really good at Starbucks: the salted caramel hot chocolate. I’ve never been much a fan of their normal hot chocolate because it almost tastes like it has coffee in it, but the salted caramel version is REALLY good. Definitely worth trying out if you want something good.
So I got back to the room, turned on my computer for the first time all day, and that’s pretty much all I’ve been doing since. Andrew got back just after midnight. He came up to the room, finished eating leftovers from the dinner he had been at, and we watched Family Guy until he started snoring. I then started typing up this blog. Fun stuff.
I got a bit distracted while typing this up because I suddenly remembered something I had thought up a while back: how cool would it be to have a video projector? We could put it on the floor, point it at the ceiling, and watch a movie while lying on our beds on our backs. The only problem is to buy a brand new, decent projector you have to spend hundreds/thousands of dollars, which I’m not willing to shell out when I’ve got a TV that works perfectly fine. It’s just a fun idea to entertain. So, that being said, if any of you have a decent projector, or know someone who is giving one away at a decent price, let me know and I’ll see if it’s something I’d be interested in taking off of your hands.
It’s getting closer and closer to break, and I’m so ready for it. I’m ready to go home and spend the small amount of time I’ll be home with friends and family I haven’t seen in a while. Three more days and I’ll be there. Just THREE MORE DAYS. I can’t wait to go give my parents hugs, to see my cat, to listen to records on my record player, to see my grandparents, to visit my church, to visit Poteet, to spend time with friends not at Tech, etc. etc. etc. I can’t wait for CHRISTMAS! It shall be a grand ol’ time, despite the fact that my break essentially ends on December 29th. Eh. I’ll make the most of the time I will have at home.
Speaking of Poteet, I’d just like to offer my congratulations to the football team this season. To go from nearly bottom of our division last season to state semi-finals this season is an incredible feat, and your hard work is incredibly evident. It doesn’t matter that you didn’t make it all the way to state this season – you showed everyone that Poteet can be better at something besides fine arts. I wish you the best of luck next season. Keep working hard.
I’ve discovered that I dislike typing numbers instead of spelling out the actual words (e.g. “two” instead of “2”, “ten” instead of “10”). Weird habit, but one I’ve always been fairly consistent with.
I’m supposed to be getting an email from Karl Dent (one of the vocal professors at Tech) any time now, at least, according to my voice teacher. You see, since there’s no marching band in the spring, I figured I could use that extra time to be in a choir, ANY choir, so I asked my voice teacher about it and he talked to Prof. Dent. He said all I might have to do is sing a song I already have prepared and maybe test my sight singing skills because he supposedly gave Prof. Dent his “highest recommendation” for me. Rockin. It looks like I’m going to be in a choir next semester, provided he remembers to contact me…I miss choir so much. I had a blast in choir in both middle school with Mrs. Flores and in high school with ADub, and it’s something I’ve really missed this first semester; until now, I had been in a choir nearly nonstop for 12 years. It’s only natural I’d miss it.
I was first to answer a few more Harry Potter trivia questions today on Twitter. Yay! In case you’ve forgotten, here’s the link to my Twitter account: @Chadadada
Anyway, that’s just about it for tonight. Church in the morning; other than that, the only thing I have to do is laundry (FOR SURE THIS TIME; NO EXCUSES), a little playing on my horn, and maybe a little studying for my last two final exams. Goodnight/good day, everyone.
Chad
P.S. – Here are two YouTube videos to brighten your day a bit; enjoy:
Today was a great day. I slept until about 9:10 (yay for not having to worry about aural skills final this morning!), which meant that my first class today was Calculus. We turned in our homework, which I had understood fairly well, and we proceeded to talk about the things we absolutely needed to know in order to do well on the final exam. No worries; I think that I will do fairly well on the exam. I feel pretty prepared, for the most part. There’s a review sheet with a few practice problems, so I’ll definitely take a look at that.
After Calculus I had an hour and a half break (isn’t my Tuesday schedule wonderful?), so I went to my room, printed something out that I was going to need later, called up Landry, and the two of us headed out to Chick-Fil-A. Yes, there’s two Chick-Fil-As on campus, but they only sell fixed items; you can’t order what you want, and I wanted a spicy chicken sandwich. We drove out there, originally intending to just go through the drive-thru and head back to the school to make sure we weren’t late, but the drive-thru line was so long that we ended up parking, walking inside, ordering, and then leaving. We made it back on campus in plenty of time for me to eat my sandwich (I had eaten the fries while driving) and still make it to band on time.
Andrew is snoring…what else is new? /expected
In Goin’ Band today, we were inside Allen Theatre to record all of the music we played this semester; needless to say, by the time we were finished my chops were completely blown. I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it, though; the horns had some good stuff to play this year, and the music was rockin’ overall.
Some guy is outside on the basketball court singing “I Believe I Can Fly” by R. Kelly. I think he lives on my floor. It is 1:15 in the morning. GO TO BED.
From band I went back to my room for an hour and a half, surfing the Interwebs and probably eating a Lofthouse cookie or two.
Who can resist Lofthouse Cookies?
At 3:30 I went to piano class, which was fun considering it was just a quick review-type deal and we were done super early. Then I had a quick 25-minute practice with my accompanist for my horn jury on Monday. It went well, despite the fact that my face had died playing my horn earlier that day (thank you, Goin’ Band). After that, we had our last horn studio of the semester at 5, where we went over some etiquette stuff, did course evaluations for our lessons, and, most importantly, ate some Little Caesar’s pizza.
Not to be confused with the Caesar who is about to be murdered in this picture.
As pathetic as it may seem, that was basically my whole day. The rest of the day was spent in front of my computer on my desk, looking up handheld laser prices (yes, I’m lame), watching Family Guy, and doing theory homework. And here I am.
On the subject of lasers, I’ve gotten obsessed with them in the past few days, and it’s not the first time. Lasers are some of the coolest things ever, especially if you can get a really good one; if you get a good, well-made laser that’s got the proper specifications, you can pop balloons, light matches, melt through electrical tape, and even melt some plastics/rubbers. I WANT ONE; unfortunately, most quality lasers will cost you at least $200, which is a bit on the ridiculous side as far as something as simple as a laser goes. Maybe one day. Actually, I did find these:
Pretty legit looking, eh?
These only cost $49.95-99.95 apiece (not bad at all, really). These particular lasers are 200mW, which means they can do all of that awesome stuff mentioned previously. They also specialize in stinging skin and burning retinas if used improperly. Anyway, I’m actually considering shelling out the money for one of these (probably the green one with the 200mW upgrade option) after Christmas/my birthday; I think it’ll be worth playing around with it. And no worries, I won’t set anything on fire. For educational purposes, here’s two videos of good lasers:
Moving on: I don’t know how many keep track of things like this, but today, December 8, 2010, is the 30th anniversary of the murder of John Lennon (“L” is for “L”ennon too!) by Mark David Chapman. For you uncultured people of the world, John Lennon was one of the four members of the Beatles, arguably the most influential rock group of all time. Lennon, along with Paul McCartney, helped to write the majority of the band’s catalog, and he even managed to maintain a successful solo career after the band’s breakup. He’s missed by many, including myself, though I wasn’t alive at any point when he was. He was a heck of a musician and it’s a shame he died so young. Rest in peace, John Lennon, and God bless.
And, in light of the Christmas season:
That’s just about all I have for tonight. At least, I can’t think of anything else off the top of my head. Let’s see: I covered my day, I had my little laser paragraph, I mentioned Lennon…hmmm. OH. I just thought of something.
How many of you knew that today (December 7) was the anniversary of Pearl Harbor before someone else mentioned it? Anyone? It seemed to me that hardly anyone noticed or that anyone cared, for that matter. It’s a shame. I wish that people paid more attention to the past, to events like this. “A date that will live in infamy…” Maybe eventually people will learn to care about our nation more. I sure hope so.
Welp, that’s it’s for me tonight. I’m off to bed before my last day of classes for the semester! Yay! I’m pretty excited. Goodnight, everyone, sleep tight, and something about bedbugs.
Happy December 7th, everyone. I hope everyone remembers that 69 years ago today, the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, giving the United States sufficient motive to enter World War II. Take a moment to consider how blessed we are by God; we have a military filled with individuals willing to sacrifice their lives so that we may live in freedom and in comfort. If you believe in such things, please take a moment to pray for those in conflict at this very minute and for their families. They need prayers.
Moving on, today was a pretty fun day. Woke up for music theory, where we just went over review stuff. It’s funny; I had thought that I was running late to class and that I just barely made it before class started, but I ended up being the third person to show up; everyone ELSE was late. /amusing
After theory I had horn lessons, which went well. I just need to work my scales up to speed and into all three octaves, as well as learning/perfecting my minor scales now that I know how they work. I also need to work a bit more on my jury piece. For my jury (end of the semester final for music majors) on Monday, I will be playing all three movements to Richard Strauss’s Horn Concerto No. 1 in Eb Major: a fantastic solo. I played the first movement at Texas State Solo and Ensemble Competition my sophomore year (my first year at TSSEC; I walked away with a silver medal), and I played the third movement at TSSEC last year and earned a 1, giving me a gold medal, so I was already familiar with this piece, though I had never played the second movement before. I’m hoping to do pretty well for my jury, so I just need to get in a little more practice time this week and I’m sure I’ll be fine.
From lessons I went straight to my SHMRG class (don’t ask), which was a joke. Just simple review stuff. I let my eyes close for a little while (to Granna (and Mom), who I know reads these: don’t worry, I heard every word! :)) I also found out that I made an 85 on my last test, which means that I should still have my A in that class. Hopefully. Boo-yah.
Probably the best part of my day was history class. Never thought I’d say that. You see, last week, right after Thanksgiving break, I had a paper due on Wednesday over a history monograph of my choosing. Sunday came along and I had not even thought about what I wanted to read, so I went to the bookstore, picked out a book about JFK’s assassination and the conspiracy theories surrounding it, but I never read it. Instead, I flipped a few pages, found a few ideas, and pretty much pulled the paper out of thin air. Finishing late Tuesday night, I told myself that it was the worst paper I had ever written; I expected a terrible grade. I turn it in, and, finally, today I get it back, a nice, big 90 marked on the last page. Best grade I’ve gotten in that class on a paper this year, and this is the third paper; I even read the first book (I made an honest attempt at the second one, but it wasn’t as interesting, and we had had a class discussion previously over the material). I was beyond mind-blown. Here I was, thinking I had written an absolute piece of garbage, yet here it was in front of me with an A. Go figure. I guess I’m a good enough writer to make it sound like I knew what I was talking about. That’s a plus. Go writing skills!
After history was Goin’ Band rehearsal, but all we did today was meet in Hemmle Recital Hall in regards to officer elections, Outstanding Bandsman Award nominations, and bowl trip information. Speaking of bowl trips (ugh), Texas Tech is going to the Ticket City Bowl, which, conveniently enough, is at the Cotton Bowl in Dallas, which is pretty much where I live. So that’s a plus, I suppose. Honestly, I’d rather not have to go at all since my break was being cut 8 days short for the musical I’m in anyway. However, since it’s on January 1st and I have to be back in Lubbock on the 2nd, I guess that it’s good that the bowl game isn’t interrupting my break so much as it is cutting it a day or two short. Whatever. I still don’t wanna go. Tomorrow during class we’re going to meet in Allen Theater and record most of the music we performed this season. Fun stuff.
Following the band meeting, I was a free man, able to go anywhere and do anything I wanted (within legality), since it was my last class of the day. I ended up just hanging around in the room all day, playing Snake on Facebook (frustrating as heck, especially when my 500+ point game got reset midway through since I accidentally pushed one of the keys adjacent to the arrow keys), snacking on delicious, sent-from-God Lofthouse Cookies, and playing with a few new laser pointers (red, green, AND violet; the violet one writes on glow-in-the-dark material: it’s amusing). Andrew and I hit up Cici’s for dinner (thank you Granna for the gift card!) and then did our calculus homework upon our return to the room. I think we finished it before midnight for the first time. Rockin. I understood the assignment pretty well, and Andrew did too after the first few problems.
(((((((((((((((((Apparently, I like parentheses just as much as I like semicolons))))))))))))))))) ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
Andrew also had a couple of quick papers to type up tonight for class tomorrow, but, since his computer has been…well…under the weather?, he needed to use mine to type it up. While he used my computer, I decided to take a look at his computer to see if I could do anything to save it before it exploded. I managed to get the Internet working on it again, downloaded an antivirus software, scanned, and deleted the 18 files it found (all Trojans). Hopefully that did the job; I told him to run the scan first thing again tomorrow. WE WILL DEFEAT YOU, YOU TROJANS!
And that was my day. I talked to my cousin Summer for a while via text message, so that was fun (her 15th birthday is on Wednesday [tomorrow]). I’ll call her either at midnight (if she’s still awake; it’ll be a school night) or sometime during the day on Wednesday. Either way, I’ll probably at least text her at midnight if I don’t get to call her. I’m so looking forward to seeing all of my family next week; Wednesday night and I’ll be home for a good while! I’m definitely ready for that and for Christmas. I love this time of year, in case you couldn’t tell.
With that, I leave you with a goodbye and an amusing video of a ninja cat:
Chad
P.S. – It wouldn’t be a Chad blog post without a postscript, would it? Well, I’ll give you another video, this time of my favorite Christmas song:
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas by Frank Sinatra
I’ve had many blogs before. Xanga was the first. (blogging was all you could do on that), and I used Myspace blogs every now and again. More recently, I had a private blog that I posted on maybe once every three months (or less). No need to concern anyone with that one. I made a Tumblr a couple of weeks ago, but I disliked the lack of feedback from readers. I enjoy Twitter a lot, but it doesn’t give opportunity to say more than 140 characters at a time.
So here’s another, more public attempt.
College is wonderful. All music classes except for Calculus and History. Doing well (As and Bs) in all of them, so that’s great. Semester’s just about over, though; one week left of classes before finals! I’m ready for the semester to be over so that I can go home and spend time with my family, including my cat! I miss them all so much, and, since I haven’t been home for more than four days at a time since August, a break will be welcome.
What break, you ask? CHRISTMAS BREAK!!! I love this time of year. The cooler weather, the cheery moods, the music, etc. ESPECIALLY the music! I love Christmas music so much and have been listening to it nearly nonstop since Thanksgiving. It’s wonderful.
Of course, my break is being cut a bit short. I auditioned for a musical being put on by a local Methodist church, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (I grew up loving this musical), and was cast as an inventor and as a dancer (I fooled them into thinking I could dance!). Rehearsal picks up on January 2, so I’m being cut short on an extra 8 days with my family, but at least I’ll have the 15-17 days previous to spend with them (not counting days spent at a possible bowl game with Goin’ Band).
Goin’ Band is fun, but it’s no Poteet; of course, I didn’t expect it to be. I’m really missing the competitive aspect of marching band though. I think that’s why I’m looking forward to the end of this marching season. At least there’s a sort of variety given to us, since we learned a new marching show every two weeks on average.
I also really enjoyed voice lessons this semester. I signed up on a whim a day into classes, and there’s been nothing but benefits. My voice is definitely improving (and, according to my lesson teacher, it’s raising in pitch too; he expects me to be a tenor before long!). He’s been very impressed, and expects the vocal department to try and recruit me in the vocal program once they hear me. Ha. It’s been an awesome experience, and I’m hoping to be in a choir next semester. We’ll see how that goes.
I’ve been playing Quidditch with Tech’s team almost every week. It’s been a blast. Made a couple of solid friends from it, as well as gotten some form of physical exercise. I’m definitely ready for the spring when we finally play some other schools in tournaments and such. Awesome stuff!
I bought a mug tonight. I really like it. It’s super classy looking.
Keepin' it classy.
Drank some hot chocolate and some milk from it tonight, and I’m probably gonna always use it to drink stuff now just because I feel classy when I use it. Rockin.
Nothing happening on the relationship side of things. Of course, I always keep an eye out, but finding a girlfriend isn’t my focus at the moment. If a good, Christian girl comes along and she expresses interest, we’ll see where things take us. But we all know me: I’m terrible at initiating things like that. So who knows what’ll happen? I’m not worried.
Now that homework has chilled down a bit, I’ve gotten into the habit of taking at least an hour nap every day, giving me the boost to stay up a little later than normal and wake up fine in the morning without feeling too tired. It’s a great thing that I’m really starting to enjoy. I had forgotten how great a nap in the afternoon can be. Good stuff.
Living with Andrew is still just peachy. We never argue or fight (knock on wood! I don’t wanna start now). In fact, we get along splendidly with each other. It’s been perfect. Most nights we eat some form of dinner together, whether it involves Chef Boyardee and EasyMac in the room or a quick trip to Cici’s or Rosa’s. And we watch movies a lot. Netflix is a blessing; we’ve also been watching through the entire Family Guy series. Funny stuff. But yeah, living with each other has been better than I had imagined, and hopefully it’ll continue this way throughout our time at Tech.
I wish I were a writer. I want to write a book. Sure, I can write an occasional lame poem or a well-written essay, but I can’t come up with a story; I also think that writing an autobiography would be really cool. Sometimes I read articles in the Tech newspaper, the Daily Toreador (usually the “Opinions” section), and consider trying to write for the paper myself. It just seems like I’d really enjoy it.
I also wish I could write music well. Being a composer would be awesome. But again, my problem is that I can’t ever come up with a theme/melody to build anything off of. Maybe eventually I’ll be able to compose something worth listening to, whether for band or choir.
I’ve always said I never wanted to be anything but a high school band director (since 8th grade, anyway), but I suppose a secret dream job would be to compose for films like John Williams does, or even to play in the orchestras that record film music for use in the film and for the soundtrack. Film scores remain one of my favorite genres of music, and to be a part of that process in any capacity would be wonderful.
Or to be a singer: that would be cool. To write songs, perform them, record then, have people buy my CDs and enjoy my music. To tour the world, sing for people, sign autographs, etc. What an experience!
I even have my moments when I wish I was an actor. One thing you may not know about me is that I an a huge self-proclaimed movie buff. I love watching movies, learning about the behind-the-scenes stuff, special features, etc. To be one of the people on the big screen would be fantastic. Even to be a Broadway/singer actor would be wonderful.
Anyway, enough wishful thinking. It’s time for bed. Goodnight, world. Hopefully I’ll update this thing quite often. We’ll see.
A Day in the Life 