Sunday, February 14, 2010
Me... at 4 am
Sometimes on school days I will get up at 4am... most of the time it is 5:00 or 5:30am... still, this is definitely what I feel like and it is a fairly accurate description of what I look like. (ie. don't mess with me at that point in my day... hehe)
Friday, February 5, 2010
My Grandpa...
Here is my grandpa... my friend, my hero, one of my greatest encouragers, and one of my best friends and most favorite people in the world. Grandpa, I will miss you. I love you!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Yellow BeltS... ;)
Last night was rather memorable.... in many different ways.
About 100 or so people gathered at our Karate school for student appreciation night. All the students sat on the edge of the huge mat, and the parents and family members sat in chairs and benches surround the mat. It was rather cool to be sitting there dressed in white along with about 50 other people ranging in age from 3 to 57.
Earlier that week, Melissa, Dad, and I had tested for our yellow belts in Karate and had passed; so Friday night we were to be officially promoted. :) But what we did not know was that our Modern Arnis teacher (http://www.modernarnis.com/index.php?option=com_frontpage&Itemid=1) had secretly been testing us that week and had decided that we would also get our yellow belts in Arnis.
So, to our great surprise last night, the three of us received promotions in two martial arts and now have the prestigious rank of yellow belt! lol ;) Sitting there listening to the promotions of others, I contemplated that first night of Karate. Ah, how silly and lost I felt! But slowly, through the days of work and mind boggling moves, things began to make sense and finally I tested for the first time. You know, martial arts is pretty cool stuff. Not only does it put you in shape, but it gives you such wonderful tools to protect yourself. Plus who doesn't like looking like an poofy marsh mellow!?
About 100 or so people gathered at our Karate school for student appreciation night. All the students sat on the edge of the huge mat, and the parents and family members sat in chairs and benches surround the mat. It was rather cool to be sitting there dressed in white along with about 50 other people ranging in age from 3 to 57.
Earlier that week, Melissa, Dad, and I had tested for our yellow belts in Karate and had passed; so Friday night we were to be officially promoted. :) But what we did not know was that our Modern Arnis teacher (http://www.modernarnis.com/index.php?option=com_frontpage&Itemid=1) had secretly been testing us that week and had decided that we would also get our yellow belts in Arnis.
So, to our great surprise last night, the three of us received promotions in two martial arts and now have the prestigious rank of yellow belt! lol ;) Sitting there listening to the promotions of others, I contemplated that first night of Karate. Ah, how silly and lost I felt! But slowly, through the days of work and mind boggling moves, things began to make sense and finally I tested for the first time. You know, martial arts is pretty cool stuff. Not only does it put you in shape, but it gives you such wonderful tools to protect yourself. Plus who doesn't like looking like an poofy marsh mellow!?
Monday, November 30, 2009
Paper time
Its paper writing time....
Here I sit in a hard old chair, books surrounding me, the hum of the heater rising above the trickle of voices around me. Behind me are rows of tall shelves, each containing hundreds of musical scores, records and books. Beside me (or should I say 2 cubicles down from me) sits one of my friends, engrossed in the same taxing endeavor as myself. It is paper time... its due Wednesday morning at 10am exact.
I am in the music library at school... one of my most favorite places on campus. There is nothing like being surrounded by music and musicians!! Although old, loud, and cold; this place is somewhere that I can go and sleep, practice conducting or simply study. All of us here do the same thing... we do music.
I think the word "do" is best because it describes what it is really like to be a musician here a W. We don't just play and sing music. No, we live it, breathe it, dream it. It defines us in a way. For some here it is an obsession. But for most of us, it is what we love; and because of that we spend hours on end doing it.
This is why I actually enjoy writing papers... because I spend that time in company with musicians. I praise God for music and for people who love it...
Here I sit in a hard old chair, books surrounding me, the hum of the heater rising above the trickle of voices around me. Behind me are rows of tall shelves, each containing hundreds of musical scores, records and books. Beside me (or should I say 2 cubicles down from me) sits one of my friends, engrossed in the same taxing endeavor as myself. It is paper time... its due Wednesday morning at 10am exact.
I am in the music library at school... one of my most favorite places on campus. There is nothing like being surrounded by music and musicians!! Although old, loud, and cold; this place is somewhere that I can go and sleep, practice conducting or simply study. All of us here do the same thing... we do music.
I think the word "do" is best because it describes what it is really like to be a musician here a W. We don't just play and sing music. No, we live it, breathe it, dream it. It defines us in a way. For some here it is an obsession. But for most of us, it is what we love; and because of that we spend hours on end doing it.
This is why I actually enjoy writing papers... because I spend that time in company with musicians. I praise God for music and for people who love it...
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