Wednesday, August 27, 2008

School and stuff

School started Monday.
I'm a senior now.
What's up with that? When did that happen?
It's okay, so far. I mean... it's school.
I'm taking Symphonic Band, English 4 Honors Online, AP Calculus BC, and Madrigal Singers.
I'm figuring out how to work the whole online class thing. It's not that hard.
I heard that a guy I used to like was gay.
He's not. I asked him.
Ho hum. Such is life.
I got a text from this OTHER guy who I'm totally into right now that said he wanted to hook up with me sometime.
I'm pretty excited about that.
I have to park my car in a ridiculous fashion to appease my father. Who does a 3-point turn to get into a parking space? Anyway, I ran over some flowers today while parking.
I told him it would happen eventually.
I'm working on getting in the habit of practicing every day.
It's a process. I hate developing new habits intentionally. But it needs to be done.
Maybe I'll go to one of those concerts that Gaither keeps sending facebook invites to. It'd be cool to see him again, and maybe some other GSE people, too.
I'll see if Kayla wants to go with me.
By the way, I'm feeling a lot better from my previous post. I posted it on facebook, too, and a lot of people offered me advice and support and all that good stuff.
People like me! :)
Anyway. I'm going to go now.

Sunday, August 24, 2008


I'm having faith issues.
And I don't know why...
Like... I do believe that Jesus is the son of God and that he's coming again, etc.
I've asked Jesus into my heart.
I meant it when I asked for it.
I see evidence of God's awesomeness every day, so that's not in question.
I don't feel that I do bad things...
I don't feel like I pray as much as I should (basically, it's prayers at night with my little brother. Sometimes. And if I'm really nervous about something), but I intend to pray more. I just hope I actually keep this resolution...
I'm gay. That's a whole issue on its own... I used to think I'd resolved that. In theory, I have. In reality, I'm afraid that I'm justifying my sin? (If it's a sin? I still can't believe that it is. But... there's always that nagging sense of guilt. Is that my conscience? Is that God? Is He speaking through my conscience?)
Why do I feel so uncertain about everything?

My aunt believes that my wreck was God's way of trying to get my attention. Well... I'm paying attention now. What is it?
Why can't this be simple?

I still have issues talking about my faith... I think that's because Lillian was such a negative influence, and all of her shit was about her twisted view of Christianity.
There are so many people that have done so many horrible things in the name of God.
Is that why I get annoyed with those little pamphlets that people leave in bathroom stalls? With televangelists? With people praying out loud? I sometimes feel like they're all done for pretentious reasons. Like... I feel that praying is a private matter, and praying in front of other people is sometimes done more for show rather than for actual religious reasons.
But if something is private, usually there's a reason that you don't want people there.
Why should I feel that it's something to hide? I don't feel I'm hiding it, but I don't want to feel like I'm putting up a front.
I don't want to be one of those people that just goes through the motions.
I'm so confused...
I really wish I could just have a spoken conversation with God where he would say specifically to me, without any room for interpretation: "This is what you're doing right in your life, and this is what I want you to change. Here's your checklist for the rest of your life. Follow it: that's my plan for you. I'll check in later to see if you have any questions."
I feel a little better after writing this.
If anybody reads this, please pray for me. I'm not sure what's going on right now.

I don't care about titles right now.

I have a new role model: Matthew Mitcham!
In addition to being the only out gay man at the Olympics right now, he's also a gold medalist at said Olympics. There aren't enough positive gay role models.
I get this little rush of joy every time I discover a new one. I don't know why, but I do.
Have I mentioned that he's cute? And I'm jealous of his partner?
Lachlan, if you ever read this (Why you would be reading this, I don't know... Nobody else does. Not that I care. It's more something to do than anything else. That would be cool for someone to read this though... HEY!!!!! YOU OUT THERE!!!!! READ MY STUFF!!!!! *crickets chirp* Oh well. Continuing...) I hope you realize how lucky you are to be dating a cute Olympic athlete who looks good in a speedo.
I'm going to imagine Matthew Mitcham as a wholesome, fun-loving guy who is devoted to his sport and is a genuinely nice person who cares about other people, and who thinks highly of his friends. The kind of person who thinks, "Wow! I'm really glad I'm friends with so-and-so. I value them as a person, and I enjoy their company. I'm lucky to have met them and have them as a part of my life!" And of course, he's be such a nice person that all his friends think the same thing about him.
Oh anonymous future boyfriend... wherever you are, take notes from my imaginations depiction of Mr. Mitcham. This is a good example for you to follow.
That would be so awesome if he turns out to be like that... God, I hope I get to meet him some day.
Maybe I'll be a famous concert pianist by then!
That means I should practice more.
I started looking at college audition requirements the other day...
They're scary.
My audition repertoire right now is this:
Prelude and Fugue in C major, Well Tempered Clavier Book 1- J. S. Bach
Sonata Op. 27 No. 2 "Moonlight"- Ludwig van Beethoven (The entire thing, not just the first movement)
Two Rhapsodies, Op. 79- Johannes Brahms (I've got the second one almost down, and then it occurred to me yesterday that I should probably learn the first one, too. I'm going to start on that...)
Etude Op. 10 No. 14 "Revolutionary"- Frederic Chopin (Scary. But It's coming very nicely.)
The Sunken Cathedral- Claude Debussy

I shall mix and match as colleges deem necessary.
I plan to audition (at the moment, this changes frequently) at:
Indiana University
University of Michigan
Northwestern University (Maybe? They're REALLY expensive, and they don't offer merit scholarships. But what a school...)

Thursday, August 21, 2008


Tomorrow is Elizabeth's birthday...
I made her a cake! I hadn't made a cake in a very long time. I hope it turned out okay... I haven't tasted it, yet.
The icing was delicious, though.
I even managed to not completely destroy the kitchen with a mess, which is a huge achievement for me.
I used to bake cakes a lot... then I stopped. Maybe I should start again. It's fun.
It's also a really good chance to attentively listen to podcasts on my iPod and still be productive. My unlistened-episode list is down to 6, all from Unnatural Acts of Opera.
SPEAKING of which, I killed my headphones. I turned around to put something away, and the wire caught on a counter knob, and the jack came off of the end of the wire. So my headphones are dead.
Maybe I should stop buying cheap headphones and invest some money in a REALLY good set.
Or maybe I shouldn't, because those would probably break as well.

For some reason, my "u" key doesn't work when the left shift button is held down. Watch: 
See? there are no "u"s after that colon. Here's the other shift key: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Much more successful.

Ho hum.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008


When I told you I don't like you, I thought we could be friends.
When you couldn't get over me and bitched and whined to me about not being able to have me, I changed my mind. But I thought I could be civil to you.
When you CONTINUED TO BE IN MY PRESENCE WITH A SINGLE-MINDED OBSESSIVENESS, I categorized you as a stalker. Congratulations, you're even worse than ***** was.
How did you get my phone number? I didn't give it to you.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008


So... I went to today, because I need to buy music for the upcoming year and college and stuff. I put the following things into my shopping cart:

Sonata for Flute and Piano- Francis Poulenc
Flute Sonata- Paul Hindemith
Six Sonatas for Flute- J. S. Bach
The evil scale book that I don't know the name of- Paul Taffanel and Philippe Gaubert
The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book 1 (Urtext)- J. S. Bach
The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book 2 (Urtext)- J. S. Bach
Piano Sonatas, Book 1 (Urtext)- Ludwig van Beethoven

and do you know how much these are going to cost?
AUGH. Why should sheet music cost this much? It's not like I'm getting really off-the-wall stuff here, this is basic repertoire for flute and piano! I DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF MONEY! My dad probably will not pay for it without a HUGE fuss, and it's SOOOOO annoying.

*sigh* In happier news, I've decided which Olympic athlete I'm going to marry: Alexandre Despatie, diver for Canada.
SOOO hot.
Probably not into men though... Oh well. Matthew Mitcham's really cute, too.
Why do divers have such excellent bodies? What do they do as they train?

Monday, August 18, 2008


I have a new car! She's a '99 (I think? Possibly a '97) Buick Century. She's burgundy. And she is MOST DEFINITELY a she. The previous owner was a smoker, so she smells like cigarette smoke, and there are cigarette burns in the carpet and the seats, and the back speaker rattles on the bass notes in some of my music, BUT SHE'S MINE! I'M FREE! I CAN (sort of) GO WHEREVER I WANT AGAIN! 


P.S. In case you couldn't tell, I've named her Gertrude. Hence, the title of this entry.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Weddings, Musicals, and Caffeine

Kayla dragged me to a wedding yesterday, after begging me to go with her for about a week. It was a bit weird, since I hadn't met either the bride or the groom before. But hey, what can you do? The pre-wedding music was the entire "In Between Dreams" album, by Jack Johnson. It was an outside wedding, and the aisle was lined with metal pails with blue flowers in them. The ceremony was held on the porch of a country farm-house, and the bride rode up in a horse and buggy, and it was quite cheesy, as many weddings are. After the ceremony (which I didn't pay very much attention to, but I didn't know the people, so it's ok) everybody (there were like 300 people there. Holy crap.) moved to the other side of the house, where there were tables set up, and they had Carolina BBQ catering. I refrained from the BBQ, Beans, Cole Slaw, etc. (I'm not a huge BBQ fan.) and went straight for the macaroni. Ironically enough, the first person to get a slice of the wedding cake after the bride and groom was me, possibly the only person there who the bride and groom had never met before. Oh well.

I told Kayla that I'm planning her wedding. She thinks she's not getting married, but she's wrong.

Then we drove back home, and on a spur of the moment decision, decided to go see Mamma Mia! in Winston. We went to the very last showing, and there were 12 people in the audience, including a pair of giggling blonde girls sitting in the back row with us. I thought it was a really good movie, in spite of the fact that the giggles were rather distracting. Fast forward, movie ends, giggles leave, Kayla and Me dawdle on the way out because there's still music going, and then I find the giggles' keys. So we chase after them, find them, hand off the keys, etc.

Favorite Scene in the movie: Christine Baranski singing "Does Your Mother Know" to that guy while hordes of greek island boys dance around without their shirts on.

I know I'm shallow sometimes. I'm okay with that. Better to appreciate the beauty around you than to ignore it, in my opinion.

On the way back home, we decided to stop at Sheetz to get coffee, and it was delicious.
I got a raspberry mocha with extra chocolate.

We stayed out 'til 12:20. What a way to kick off senior year.
I'm so excited!

Wow, this post was rather pointless. Oh well.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008


Let me preface with this statement: I love my parents dearly, and I understand that they love me back and that they have my best at heart, etc. I'm grateful for all that they have done for me, and for taking such good care of me.

That out of the way...


I got into a car accident two weeks ago. It was raining fairly hard, and I suppose I should have stayed at the restaurant with my friends until it let up a bit. But they weren't staying, and neither did I. I started driving home on the interstate, and for some reason, I was driving in the passing lane. I was going ten under the speed limit, thinking that was slow enough to be considered "careful driving." Next thing I knew, I was hydroplaning, and I slid off the road, up the embankment, and coming back down, I flipped my truck. The highway patrolman DID say, however, that it wasn't entirely my fault, and that I-40 was particularly notorious for not draining properly.
It was rather scary. I didn't get hurt, though. Not even a little bit. The truck, however, has been sold for parts, as repairs would have cost more than the truck was worth.

My friend from Governor's School is having a birthday party this upcoming weekend to celebrate her birthday, and I really want to go see her. I can't, though, because:
1) I don't have a replacement car yet. I realize that my parents want to be smart shoppers, and get the most for their moneys worth, but at the same time not get me TOO nice a car because of my track record of an accident, another smaller accident, and not taking care of the last vehicle. But I didn't like the last vehicle to begin with, so this would be different. And I feel that I've learned from my experience, and would be a better driver. That's not what irks me, though. I really don't care what I drive, as long as it works, and I can hear the radio over the engine (which was a problem with my last vehicle).
2) Hypothetically, were the car to come through in time to go to the party, my dad doesn't think me driving long distances is that fantastic of an idea at the moment anyway. I get that; parents don't like for bad things to happen to their children. When bad things DO happen, they go into SUPER protective mode. However, there is no logical reason to not let me drive to see my friend, since no matter where I'm driving, I'm still DRIVING, and driving itself is where the danger lies, whether it's 20 minutes school or an hour and half to visit my friend. Also, since I've been in an accident, I feel that I am more likely to drive in a cautious manner.

But logic doesn't really come into play that much when parents go into lock-down mode.
So I can't go. And I understand why I can't go. BUT I'M STILL REALLY FRUSTRATED.
I'm going to go take out my frustrations on Chopin and Sebastian.

Ladies and Gentlemen, we are proud to present...

I have joined the masses and created a blog.
Why? I felt like it.
This particular post is me saying "Hi."
I'll write more extensive things later.