Beauty

"The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not beautiful. And very shortly you discover that there is no reason."

-John Cage

I just thought that this was quite poignant. I've been really into John Cage's music lately. Which, I suppose is bad because I should be listening to music from the Early Middle Ages to prepare for that loathesome aural exam. By my subjective standards, I would describe today as a less than spectactular day. I started the essay for both Music History and Sexualities and Communications. I really feel like I'm getting a lot out of those classes but, somehow can't make it translate through my writing. UGH. This is why I'm a Music Major. Writing about music is like dancing about architecture....

Grumpy

Here I am, on a glorious 5 day long weekend with almost nothing to do. You would think that I'd be able to enjoy it, yes? Well, for whatever reason, I in a less than spectacular mood. Oh well...

I would like to go to the gym, pick up some books for school and then hang out with Blue eyes. However, I'm here essentially immobile because my back hurts from running yesterday and he is unfortunately 2,908 miles away. I think that my only valid course of action is to stay in bed and occasionally tweak my way into the kitchen to consume some of the free pastries (eh? eh?) that I got from work on thursday. Such is my life...

First Day of School!

I'm here getting ready for the first day of school. I went to bed incredibly early last night so I, unprompted, woke up at 6am. I've chosen to rock a white bow tie for the fist day to make an impression on all of my teachers. haha. 

Seriously, though this semester is going to be fun, I think. Other than my Music History class. Also, I kind of wish this week would happen a little later as it cuts down on hanging out time with a certain blue eyed boy. Oh well, c'est la vie. 

So, I'm nervous, a little unintelligible and excited to begin. Bring it, Fall '09!!

My Inaugural Vlog!

Awesome night.

Basically, one of the most fun nights I've ever had in San Francisco. Spent the majority of it on a date with a Blue-eyed boy. He's nice. But, oh so geographically unnattractive. Still, I'm taking the advice of a woman far wiser than I in that I'd like to take it at a snail's pace. We'll go for coffee and whatnot but just because I think I like him a lot does not mean that I'm going to repeat past mistakes. Blue eyes and I spent hours walking around the city at night. Too bad the Perseid meteor shower was obscured by the ubiquitous san francisco fog. After we stopped hanging out, I randomly walked into a friend from school who was heading to a party, which turned out to be a little bit too much for me to handle. But, it was all good. The most hilarious part of my evening was prior to meeting up with her, though. A (presumably) homeless person was standing by the change machines in the underground. I withdrew a dollar from my pants to make change when he grunted at me and offered 4 quarters. I quizzically took the 4 quarters and reached into my wallet again to find another dollar only to repeat the process. After he changed my dollars, I walked away thanking him as politely as I could. Then he waved me back and extracted a muni ticket from his pocket. He gave it to me and without another word, grunted off in another direction. It was definitely the strangest thing I've seen in a while. I arrived home around 3am that night, wrote in my journal and fell asleep thinking about Blue eyes and the kindness of strangers. 

New Chapter

So, this past week I purchased a new journal. Then, I realized they had overcharged me for it and went back and got a refund for the difference. I feel like that act, something I usually wouldn't really do, marks a change. I have a new journal. A new semester is coming up. I (probably) have a new job. New, new, new. I'm loving the changes right now. 

My journal is smaller so that I may carry it around in my pocket. It's also entirely blank on the inside so that lines don't stifle any sort of mixed media creativity I might have. I foresee a multitude of pleasant events to be written down in this journal. The last edition was waaaayy too unhappy. I'll change that. 

So, on the lucky 7th day of august, I wrote my first inscription. The 8th, I met up with Dwyn(!) for a going away party. The 9th was a restful day although I did manage to hang out with a friend at his house for a few hours. And today I suppose I'll see where life takes me.

f,ml is amazing

You may have noticed that my posts have stopped coming as freely as they once did. I feel like every time life is pleasant for me, I stop blogging as regularly. My life has been rather great, lately. I don't know why but for some reason I feel an overwhelming sense of "okayness" with unpleasant things that are going on. I'm into the whole boundless optimism thing right now. Positive things in my life right now include: fixed class schedule, easy Job, fun friends, oh and I just had dinner at the most AMAZING vegan restaurant ever in the lower haight called Herbivore. Sooooo delicious. I suppose I would usually question why I'm so happy right now but I'll just take it as it comes. More, please and thank you!