I would just like to say that analyzing Schubert’s Erlkonig (a piece of German lieder) is probably akin to eating glass and drinking acid. But I digress.
My day has been pretty good. I passed my final test in my class piano proficiency, so I don’t have to go to that class for the remainder of the semester. I now get to sleep in till 11:30 every Tuesday and Thursday morning. Yay! :) I didn’t have Undergrad Seminar today either, so I got to go home for lunch. I had to go all the way back to campus for my 3:40 class, which is Chamber Singers, but that’s okay. Now here I am, attempting to do music theory homework that I never understood during class. Oh, the joys of being a music major.
With Thanksgiving on the rise, it is appropriate to discuss the many things in my life that I am thankful for. God has been blessing me the past few weeks or so in ways I could never even imagine. I never realized how good I have it with my family and friends until they were all there for me with the whole thing where I found out an ex-friend of mine had raped his previous girlfriend. My friends were so supportive and patient with me. I made stupid decisions like continuing to talk to this person until it was imperative to my personal safety that I walk away. Nobody once said “I told you so,” which I am quite thankful for. That was the last thing I needed to hear. And that decision to get that guy out of my life was one of the healthiest I’ve ever made in my life. Knowing you just did something incredibly wonderful for yourself gives you a certain amount of happiness and relief that can be gotten from nothing else. And the moment I walked away from that incredible source of evil, I bounced right back to God. I am able to hear Him so much better now, and I am truly trying to get back to the point I was at before I met Sean. I enjoy going to church again… no longer do I have the desire to sleep in on Sunday mornings. It’s nice going to place where the whole gathering of people truly love and care for you. 
I feel loved by so many people, and that’s all thanks to God. I have a good life with good people in it, and I am prepared to love as freely as my friends and family do. So here’s to the best Thanksgiving I’ve ever had. Praise be to God! =)
My parents are getting a divorce. So that would be the thing I mentioned in the previous blog about what’s worrying me..lol So, now you know..hehe.
How is that moms know just the amount of subtle pouting to do to make you grudgingly ask the question, “Are you mad at me?” The interspersing of “Are you okay?” “Yeah,” “Is something wrong?” “No,” “Are you mad at me?” “No,” in our nonexistent conversations about drove me crazy tonight. I said something earlier that wasn’t even remotely offensive to her, and she apparently was a bit miffed about it. I hate it when she does this. And the hilarious thing is that I am sure she had such thoughts as these when SHE was my age, wondering why her mom had that look on her face. Moms across the ages have done this to their kids, and they’re not about to stop now. I can say all I want that I will “never do that to MY kids,” but I know I will. I already do this with my friends sometimes. The end is near. :plain: (Watch me as I unsuccessfully transition into the next topic!)
I went to the Church of the Crazy Preacher Who Might as well be Speaking Russian, AKA my grandma’s church, today. The entire family is forced to go there once a year to celebrate its homecoming because that’s where all of Grandma’s kids went when they were little. And every year, I sit through such wonderful songs (sung by albeit adorable children) with lyrics like, “…shoot him in the back with a gospel gun.” My dad almost loses it in laughter every year, when they sing that song. Most years, I have to stay for the church dinner (or lunch to you non-Southerners), but this year I had to WORK! My feelings while driving to work were an odd mixture of relief and sadness (the latter simply because I hate working..lol). AND don’t even get me started on how I had to leave that joke of a sermon early because he sounded like he was ready to yell for about an hour or more longer.
PLEASE let me give you an idea of this preacher - he is somethin’ else! He starts out quiet and slow and then rapidly builds into this frantic, full-bodied forte screeching, and he proceeds to present his message. But what’s so terrible is that he might as well be speaking a different language. It’s all just…noises and your brain eventually tunes it out. Now, I’m no reverend, but I don’t think that’s a very effective way of presenting a message. Instead of filling me with hope and comfort, he annoyed and sometimes even scared me a little with his yelling. I get more out of a message during church when the reverend presents it in a meek/mild manner, with intelligence, all the while entertaining us with wit. That’s why I love my church. :D (Let the transition time commence once more!)
So… I’m totally trying to think of some hip little layout for my clique, but I am drawing a blank. I figured out how to make those neat “web 2.0″ badges in Paint Shop, since my copy of Photoshop is only on my desktop (and I hate using the desktop); so that might play a part in the layout-making process. Who knows? :hehe: I want something small-ish and simplistic - nothing too grand for a clique that takes up even less space than this site, right? But anyway… I think it’s time for me to climb into my warm bed and read a book in which the transitional sentences between paragraphs are infinitely better than the ones in this blog.
I am sick. Very. Sick. On Sunday morning, I woke up with a sore throat; on Sunday night, I had a fever of 101 F. I still have the sore throat, minus the fever, but plus congestion and an ear infection. But all this pales in comparison to what I found out today about a family member I am growing ever closer to. I won’t say what exactly happened because I don’t have her permission, but you can trust me in that it is on the same scale as finding out your dad died or finding out your brother has cancer. It’s very bad news, to say the least. So on that note, please pray for my cousin. She is going through a very hard time right now, and she needs all the prayers and positive thoughts she can get. I can’t stop thinking about it - it’s one of the worst things I have ever heard in my entire life, and it has shaken me to my core.
I also would like to say that I got my first speeding ticket ever yesterday. While it didn’t shake me to my core, and while it is utterly unimportant compared to what I said above, it still made me mad (mostly at myself). So, I suppose you’d say that the entirety of my family could use prayers right now, as we all are experiencing tragedies, both small and large. But God will see us (especially my cousin) through all of it. God can do everything because He IS everything. =)
