Laughter sounds the same in every language.
Aug
23
Jan
05
Up to date and accidental resolutions.
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So begins the current posts. Everything I never finished in the past year or so has been so and posted accordingly. I wanted to get all of that done before starting in on posting anything new… Just seemed like the thing to do. All of it is what was in my head, and at some point, I wanted it to be posted here, so… It made sense.
Dec
20
And then one day…
I’m doing better in college at the moment than I have in my entire college career. Literally. I earned two 4.0′s (A’s or 100%’s for those of you using different grading systems), which is something that I’ve definitely never done in college, as well as a 3.67, two 3.33′s, and one 2.33. Music Theory I was the shaky one. I went into the final with a 67% in the class. This meant I had to get an 84%+ on the final to pass the class. In the Music Department at Wayne, anything below a C is not considered passing and must be retaken. I ended up with a C+. Which meant I had to have gotten an 86%+ on the final. I’m amazed. I plan to ask for the test back at the beginning of next semester. That I’ve got to see, hehe. Frame it maybe. Everyone kept saying “Oh, you’ve just got to get an 84%, you’ll be fine,” to which I responded, “I have a 67% in the class, what’s the likelihood of getting an 84% on the final,” to which they responded, “Oh. Yeah.” Heh. Somehow I managed. I’m so geeked. It’s super exciting. I have to finish my voice juries at the beginning of next semester, but I’m not terribly worried about it. They’re doubling as my official audition into the department, as well, which works out great for me. One, I don’t have to sing for them twice, and two, the auditions are _much_ less strenuous and scrutinised than the voice juries themselves. They just want to hear your voice and whether or not you can sing. That will definitely be demonstrated by my jury. So, that worked out well. And that’ll get the audition out of the way, me into the department, and leave me with one less thing to have to remember to take care of.
Dec
07
Battlefield God.
My friend Matt instant-messaged me a link this morning. It was to a site called Battleground God. The tagline is, “Can your beliefs about religion make it across our intellectual battleground?” It’s a series of questions who’s scores are not related to a right or wrong answer, they’re determined based on whether or not it’s consistent with your previous answers. Are you consistent in your beliefs. There’s three possiblities for “scores” on each question. One, you answer consistently and continue. Two, you take a direct hit. This means you’ve answered in a way that is in direct contradiction with a previous answer. Three, you bite a bullet. This means you’ve answered in a way that most would find “strange, incredible or unpalatable.” This, as they state, is based on their opinion of what is considered normal, and leaves more room for disagreement than the direct hit does, because your view on normal might differ from theirs. In that fact, some of the questions and answers can seem hypocritical, since, for example, they talk about following inner conviction. If your answer is in line with your inner conviction and you stated that you follow such things, then regardless of what society thinks, you’re consistent. Which is what the point of the whole thing was in the first place. But it’s all based on perception, and it’s written from the writer’s perception, and therefore falls into their rules. Either way, clickety click, I entered the battlefield.
Nov
17
Adventures in the big city.
I wonder if I’m the only person in Detroit who still looks when something drives by with a siren on. I’m not sure if that part of growing up in Rural Countryville will ever be adapted out of me. It’s tied in, though, with some inane fear that they’re coming for me and I don’t know it. Not like men-in-white-coats-I’m-nuts kind of coming for me… Like my-house-is-on-fire-and-I’m-not-aware or I’m-seriously-injured-and-having-an-out-of-body-experience kind of coming for me. Strange I guess. Not sure where it came from.
Jul
16
Time will tell.
When I was in relationships in high school… or more specifically, the first few serious relationships I was ever in (which were at the beginning of high school), I thought at the time, that those were it. This person, the first person I had ever been in a relationship with would be the person I would marry, the person I would spend the rest of my life with. After a few more times of believing that, it got to a point, where even if I felt like that, I knew from a logical standpoint that whoever he was, he probably wouldn’t be the person I would marry.