Sunday, July 29, 2007

alive again
4:21pm
mood: somewhere between disgruntled and sugar-happy
song: I Don't Remember the Name But It's the Fourth Song on the cd - Good Charlotte
something I learned today: Old people will always think you are perfect as long as you give them lots of hugs
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Now that I have obtained an efficient amount of sleep, I am out of my oh-my-gosh-I-completely-suck-at-life moment. Yesterday I was running on four hours, which usually isn't bad for me. But lately I have been used to getting 10-14 hours of sleep a night, so 4 really hit me hard. I guess it inspired a nice poem^^
I wrote it because I had to play in sacrament today. But Mindy played the song with me and we did pretty good so I'm relieved and satisfied. It's just everyone at church and my old friends and everyone thinks that I am so good with the viola, only because I got accepted into a performing arts school. I mean it's not that hard to get into Tuacahn and I'm really not that great of a musician. I really try though. But now that I have gotten the reputation of seemingly being a good violist I didn't really want to crush their image they had of me. But, thankfully, my part was the harmony and it was easy so they still have until next time to really see the truth:P

I really can't wait until school starts, but I'm really worried about my schedule. I'm still having to commute because we haven't moved yet. I'll still have to get up at four in the morning. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I have evening classes at the college, meaning I won't get home until 8:30. I'll have viola lessons (in St George) Friday's after school, getting me home later too. I mean just the time lost driving back and forth kills me, let alone getting home so late most days. I know things will work out but I'm wondering how much time I will actually get for practicing and just time for me. If I really apply myself, homework won't be a problem, it never is, but things are still going to be hectic. I just want to move so badly. It's like all my life is being lived 60 miles away. I'm just forced to come back here to sleep. Kind of aggravating. I'm really bugging my mom every chance I get, telling her over and over how much I want to move. I'm actually really baing annoying for the first time in my life. It's kinda fun^^

Well, I'm online looking for pictures and info on houses that are in our price range and I've got a stack of what I've printed out I've gotta go stick in my mommy's face:) so later.


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