I think that perhaps at 4:05pm yesterday afternoon, I heard the Hallelujah chorus sung by angels.

YAY!  senior recital is over and done and went very well - there are always things on which one would have liked to improve, but I'm happy with my performance. I did not faint, vomit, or have any other grossly disturbing event happen during my recital. The worst that happened was that a one-year old started to sing along. it was more cute than horrifying.

still really tired, though. Alyssa and Jeff took me to Panera for real food after it was all over, and I could barely form complete sentences. but I was in a very good mood today, despite the blustery cold weather we had.

have had large bouts of senior apathy at many times during today.

I also enjoy that this is my first entry in like 4 months.

very sad about VA Tech shootings. when will the world be at peace?...

so it's November, and probably time for my monthly update.  not that there's much to update. I get up, go to class, go to meetings, go to choirs, go to work, go to bed.

but I guess I can't complain too much about the boring - it means nothing earth-shattering or horrible has happened.

initiation is next week, and I'm so happy, because it means my job is pretty much done, and all I'll have to do is educate the next Phi Director. I love this job - but it's a lot of responsibility and a LOT of time. time that I don't seem to have. but I'm glad I did it. I love my pledge babies...but I'm ready to be done. one more week.

I'll be so happy when this semester is over. the rough draft of my thesis paper is due a week from Friday. what do I have? a teensy outline. I've got 4+ more books to get through. and I still don't have a definitive thesis. that stroke of genius still hasn't...struck.

just ready for another change, I guess. time to graduate?

fuck you, Robin Armstrong, fuck you.

I've been very overwhelmed.

I've decided to withdraw from the class that is overwhelming me, causing me to grind my teeth, and preventing me from doing all my other work for my other classes. this includes the thesis I have to write. I have barely researched at ALL. I don't even have a definite question. Bryn might kill me.

so I'm dropping it. this has been the source of a major moral dilemma for me for the last couple of days. I hate to quit something, but I know that it's killing me. I love the subject, but I really haven't learned anything and all the work I'm doing is completely pointless and, to me, busy work. I feel like if I stay in the class, I'm going to begin hating world music, but I also feel like I should certainly be able to handle the workload, because I'm a smart girl. I don't have time to practice because of this class, but if I finish this class, I'll only have three classes next semester.

it's been a rough decision. until I looked online and found that I have a C-, which is hard to bring up, and I'd rather not kill myself for a class that I don't even need, which will drag down my GPA, and will probably cause me to have no back molars and a really shitty jury.

so it's gone, tomorrow.

other than that, life's great.

I promise I'm alive. it's been the week from hell. and yet, a very good one.

my computer had a little fall, and apparently, or so Best Buy tells me, ruined the motherboard. don't ask me how. so now I've had to buy a new computer, which I am both happy and unhappy about. unhappy because not only did I have to spend the money for a new computer, I reluctantly paid Best Buy $70 to tell me that they can't fix it. needless to say, when I go to pick up my computer, I'll be bitching enough to get half my money back. at least. happy because I've fulfilled my dreams of having a laptop. it's not an Ibook, but it's a laptop nonetheless.

and there's the rain. it held off long enough for me to FINALLY, after four years of being foiled by Mother Nature, be able to watch a movie on the football field. I laugh in the face of rain. mwahahaha. it was quite enjoyable, even though I had to pee for the last half hour of the movie and didn't want to spend 15 minutes walking back to my dorm.

my boyfriend fell off a ladder today. he made it almost four years before he fell off a ladder. he's not seriously hurt, just a twisted ankle and really really bruised hand. but still. we spent two and a half hours in the emergency room. fun stuff.

hey, now I'll know if my air conditioner will leak when it rains.

I'm so tired.

Currently Reading Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell: A Novel By Susanna Clarke see related

Melissa comes home tomorrow, yaaaaaaaay!

I go back to school 3 weeks from tomorrow. thank goodness. I miss Matthew and my room and my wife and my lovers and my Old Navy (although sans Steve, shipment will suck) and my computer and my sisters and my music building and my bed and my life at school.

not that I don't love Perkasie. wait. let me rephrase. not that I don't love the (3) people I see here in Perkasie. but it's time to go again. I'm getting really, really antsy. and my mother's driving me nuts.

I went out to dinner with my sister the other night. it was a pleasant change. we've never done that, just us. we just really wanted french fries.

my feet hurt from walking  for 9 hours on a concrete floor. my neck is killing me, even after the chiropractor. and I miss my boyfriend exceedingly. this whole, I'll-see-you-once-every-five-weeks thing really blows, and I don't wanna do it anymore. no me gusta. let me whine for a sec. wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm done.

but Melissa is coming home tomorrow, and that puts a smile on my face, because I haven't seen her in 7 MONTHS.