I just spent about an hour (give or take) playing the keyboard. It's so funny what a big effort I have to make to learn it. It's kind of like I read in the book why children fail, a good way to understand what children are going through when they are trying to read and write, is to learn to play an instrument or learn more difficult stuff if you already do play an instrument. You can understand the frustration and stuff when you are trying to read music and having to go over it again and again... then (again), maybe that is just me. I can finally play Jingle Bells amost 100% successfully with both hands at the same time. heh, ya that's right. For me this is a big accomplishment. It is hard for me to tell my right hand to do something and then tell my left hand to do something different all at the same time. Anywho, my hands feel all funny now. I should practice playing WAY more often, maybe I could actually become good (after many years that is). I also have to get my guitare fixed before camp, I plan to learn a bit of how to play it this summer. The thing is, it would probably be a good idea to just stick with one instrument and to get good at it. But that's how I am with life, get to know a little about everything and not all whole lot about any thing. meh... i'm fickle like that I guess. Besides, i've wanted my whole life to learn to play the harp so maybe it would be good to just learn a bit of everything else and then one day decide to dedicate my musical time all to the harp. ya... ok i sound nutty. Anyways, I love days like this. No stress or pressure, no time constraints (except wisdom teeth coming up wednesday but hey, i'm trying not to think about it), where I can just do stuff like that, play the keyboard, watch Spanglish, read a vampire book, chill on the balcony. I'm good at amusing myself, as a matter of fact, I love to do things by myself. Plus we are all going out for Sarah's birthday tonight! W0ot Wo0t! OMG< she called and I didn't even say happy birthday, I'm SUCH a bitch *runs to go leave sarah a voice mail*. I'm gonna see her tonight though, 3 amigos and then the loft, Her present is all ready. SHIT I CAN"T BELIEVE I DIDN"T SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! i'm such a moron!
Happy to cry...
Joan of Arcadia made me cry ... again... It was such an amazing episode. There were so many little things to catch and I prolly missed some. But the whole part how Judith made the guy memorize Hamlet for her (tragedy where leading female dies) and just as he is finished it, she herself dies. And how Joan can always keep a part of Judith with her and just so many things. That show is soo good to me because it is really moving and it makes you think (as well as cry if you are like me). I am happy to cry because I can actually feel something. Experiencing something through a television. Before I was thinking about what it would be like to be someone else with a different kind of life. It just feels like I am not feeling enough right now. I know I am actually experiencing a lot and to use the simile katie did, it is "just like the earth is always moving but we never feel it". But I want to feel it. It's like something is missing.
Lately I feel as if I have...
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