Tuesday, February 27, 2007

here we are
another week, same routine. even on a college campus, theres a definate rhythm and pattern. nothing really changes that much. nice to have insane friends, keeps things lively.

we had our first band concert of the semester last night. went alright, had some challenging music. its so much fun playing percussion. we can just go crazy with the music if we want to, and no one can yell at us ^__^ im so glad i switched over from flute. i like my flute, and im really good (honest). but, ive been playing it for 10 years. im getting burned out. so! back to percussion. still keeping up trumpet and penny whistle on the side. (no one seems to know what a penny whistle is) tis fun, i love my music. also in the arts, i have a picture in the works.

so, i have a chinese quiz this morning, so i spent a couple hours copying characters. my hand is now mangled. a page, front and back, full. nearly 40 characters. never let it be said that learning language is easy. the class and work took on a whole new meaning this semester, now that i know im seriously going to need it.

im listening to music, so i have lyrics for you today.
quote of the day:
Lay down,
your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling.
You have come to journey’s end.

Sleep now,and dream
of the ones who came before.
They are calling,
from across a distant shore.

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see.
All of your fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms,
you’re only sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
All souls pass.

Hope fails,
Into the world of night.
Through shadows falling,
Out of memory and time.

Don’t say,
We have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.
And you’ll be here in my arms,
Just sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
Grey ships pass
Into the West.

"into the west" by annie lennox from the 'return of the king' soundtrack. love that song. i strongly suggest you find it if you havent heard it.

{inu}
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