GEORGI!!!
WHERE WERE YOU!!!?!!!
I SANG MY BEST FOR YOU!!!
[pa-rum-pum-pum-pum]
MY MANY FANS CHEERED ME ON
AND SHOWERED ME WITH ROSES.
[translation: my classmates were there, and some of them were eating lunch while they listened].
okay. peace out.
31.3.04
29.3.04
annoying!
So I'm sitting in the library, studying. Buddy anonymous (not necessarily of commentary fame) comes back from his coffee break and sits next to me. Stinks of smoke and coffee...annoying #1.
Whatever, that's fine...it's life. Let's get to work. Okay, so, okay, so, okay...Okay. So...okay. [Georgi is bounding up the stairs as I type...cool girl]. The anon. guy fixes his jacket, takes a sip of coffee, taps his pencil twice on the desk, shuffles his papers.......and then adjusts his jacket, takes a sip of coffee, taps his pencil twice on the desk, looks at his assigment...and then adjusts his jacket, takes a sip of coffee,.....ONLY THIS TIME he tapped his pencil for a minute [argh!], and then took OFF his jacket, fixed his shirt, drank coffee...
ARGH!!!
It was very annoying, so I got up and left, and came here to post about it. Now I will go to my car, and then english.
Good bye.
Whatever, that's fine...it's life. Let's get to work. Okay, so, okay, so, okay...Okay. So...okay. [Georgi is bounding up the stairs as I type...cool girl]. The anon. guy fixes his jacket, takes a sip of coffee, taps his pencil twice on the desk, shuffles his papers.......and then adjusts his jacket, takes a sip of coffee, taps his pencil twice on the desk, looks at his assigment...and then adjusts his jacket, takes a sip of coffee,.....ONLY THIS TIME he tapped his pencil for a minute [argh!], and then took OFF his jacket, fixed his shirt, drank coffee...
ARGH!!!
It was very annoying, so I got up and left, and came here to post about it. Now I will go to my car, and then english.
Good bye.
That last post got cut short, but i'm not sure how to finish it.
Other than to say that the church is full of people who are trying to serve God, and it gets messed up when we serve him with the programs and rules and time limits that we come up with. When we take over from him, rather than just being still...sometimes I think we're afraid of what will happen if we're really vulnerable before God, so we rush around and set our churches up so there isn't really time for him to do anything to crazy or to speak into any part of our lives where there's pain...
where we need to be healed.
The message this morning was on Isaiah 52:12 through chapter 53. I'd suggest reading it.
To have a Messiah who knows suffering, his own and mine, is...it's what we need, and what we'd sooner hide away.
A people called to victory by their own death and brokenness--not the best-selling slogan in the world, eh?
Other than to say that the church is full of people who are trying to serve God, and it gets messed up when we serve him with the programs and rules and time limits that we come up with. When we take over from him, rather than just being still...sometimes I think we're afraid of what will happen if we're really vulnerable before God, so we rush around and set our churches up so there isn't really time for him to do anything to crazy or to speak into any part of our lives where there's pain...
where we need to be healed.
The message this morning was on Isaiah 52:12 through chapter 53. I'd suggest reading it.
To have a Messiah who knows suffering, his own and mine, is...it's what we need, and what we'd sooner hide away.
A people called to victory by their own death and brokenness--not the best-selling slogan in the world, eh?
28.3.04
it was...a morning of [reluctant] praise.
I just woke up from a 3-hour nap. I always feel really hot when I wake up from a mid-afternoon nap. But SOOOooooo good.
This morning @ U.Chapel was good. It's strange, because I loved it when I was a kid [we used to go in the summers when my dad had time off], and it retains for me a nostalgic sense of summer breezes, freedom, sandcastles, and sunshine. All the weightless joys of July and August and bare foot adventures.
It's different now, with some years in my bones, and some grasp of church politics in my brain.
This morning @ U.Chapel was good. It's strange, because I loved it when I was a kid [we used to go in the summers when my dad had time off], and it retains for me a nostalgic sense of summer breezes, freedom, sandcastles, and sunshine. All the weightless joys of July and August and bare foot adventures.
It's different now, with some years in my bones, and some grasp of church politics in my brain.
26.3.04
DisturBinG...
Did you ever wonder if the person who was your "teacher" actually didn't know very much at all, and because of his or her pride and not wanting to admit their lack of knowledge, you, the "student", were being royally screwed over, ripped off, and possibly damaged in the process?
Cuz, you know, I've never felt that way. I just wondered if you ever had.
Cuz, you know, I've never felt that way. I just wondered if you ever had.
25.3.04
Joel Plaskett Emergency
I think that is the name of a band. I saw their video once when I was "working" @ the Portland. I liked it, but haven't really heard of them since. And now...they have a NEW album.
woot.
and with that, I offer you a link to melinda's tunes online @ newmusiccanada.com
Yes, that's right, all you happy bloggies. The one and only 'melinda the great' not only gets great marks, but posts music online too.
(okay, okay, maybe that joke is done, but just go check out the tune[s]. THey're good. And while you're @ new music canada, check out in medias res, hejira, Jonathan Inc., Maplewood Lane, No NO Nancy, and Raking BOmbs).
*Satisfied @ having fulfilled her quota of indie music plugs for the day, Melinda goes to bed where she will dream of....[see tomorrow's post]*
I think that is the name of a band. I saw their video once when I was "working" @ the Portland. I liked it, but haven't really heard of them since. And now...they have a NEW album.
woot.
and with that, I offer you a link to melinda's tunes online @ newmusiccanada.com
Yes, that's right, all you happy bloggies. The one and only 'melinda the great' not only gets great marks, but posts music online too.
(okay, okay, maybe that joke is done, but just go check out the tune[s]. THey're good. And while you're @ new music canada, check out in medias res, hejira, Jonathan Inc., Maplewood Lane, No NO Nancy, and Raking BOmbs).
*Satisfied @ having fulfilled her quota of indie music plugs for the day, Melinda goes to bed where she will dream of....[see tomorrow's post]*
24.3.04
I have an ear training test today.
Pitch cells with Major and minor sixths and sevenths.
2 bars of 4/4 time, syncopated.
2 part melodic dication.
Plus the usual chord progressions, seventh chords and...whatever else it is we do.
If you pray, please do on my behalf...that my ears will hear!
SLEEP...NOW...GOOD. :D
(which reminds me, I must thank my school's library designers. The octagonal padded-bench section has served me for many a beautiful nap).
Pitch cells with Major and minor sixths and sevenths.
2 bars of 4/4 time, syncopated.
2 part melodic dication.
Plus the usual chord progressions, seventh chords and...whatever else it is we do.
If you pray, please do on my behalf...that my ears will hear!
SLEEP...NOW...GOOD. :D
(which reminds me, I must thank my school's library designers. The octagonal padded-bench section has served me for many a beautiful nap).
spite!
Just to sprinkle a little more controversy (or not)...
Today in Theory we marked Monday's in-class assignments, and I got 20/20!!!
YAY!!!
It was open-book...and I never understand how people get stuff wrong on those. I mean, you can LOOK UP THE ANSWERS!!!!
Anyway...that was a special blog for all my friends out there. Know your sequences.
Today in Theory we marked Monday's in-class assignments, and I got 20/20!!!
YAY!!!
It was open-book...and I never understand how people get stuff wrong on those. I mean, you can LOOK UP THE ANSWERS!!!!
Anyway...that was a special blog for all my friends out there. Know your sequences.
23.3.04
question: what is a 'normal' girl?
possible "answers": make-up, long hair w/high & low lights, shaved legs, skirts, dresses, pink, pretty bows and lace, silk, satin, everything nice, earrings (not too many), TEEN, COSMO, VANITY FAIR, sugar, flirt, spice, diet, exercise, just right.
thoughts: comment (now).
possible "answers": make-up, long hair w/high & low lights, shaved legs, skirts, dresses, pink, pretty bows and lace, silk, satin, everything nice, earrings (not too many), TEEN, COSMO, VANITY FAIR, sugar, flirt, spice, diet, exercise, just right.
thoughts: comment (now).
21.3.04
a discussion! with tea! and crumpets!
The Title.
Okay, well, Haaaaaaallo.
I wanted to address the comment left by your favourite blog reader, and mine, Anonymous!
*applause, cheering...stop*
He/She seems rather upset @ my quasi-frequent inclusion of my school marks in my blog posts.
Well, I certainly never thought it would be irritating. My apologies.
And the deal is this:
I've been out of school for 3 years, which, in terms of remembering how to learn and study et al. is a long time. I've had an incredible 3 years, and I'm really glad I waited to enter the post-secondary world.
That said, about this time last year I was SO nervous about applying @ Cap. Now I know it's pretty caj, but @ the time...woah. I hadn't had reason to sing competetively for some time, I didn't know anything about theory, I hadn't played piano in years, I could not tell a Major 7th from a minor 3rd for the life of me--in terms of being prepped for music school, I wasn't.
School in general. Yeeuuuccchhhhh. Stressed me out.
But, I got my references, I prepared my songs, sang my audition, took the theory placement test (thrice), and somehow, managed to scrape together enough musicianship to be "in". (Again, it may not be as hard as the auditioning process would seem to stipulate [words?]...).
SO, to be finding SUCCESS is both surprising and, at times, overwhelming. It's a huge confirmation that this is where I'm supposed to be, and that maybe, just maybe, I have some skills...it's encouraging. Amazing. Pretty neat-o.
Thus, Anonymous, is the reason why I post my grades, not because I am in grade 3. The other day when I got my history mark back, I was stunned. I hadn't a clue what the last song in the listening was after the 2nd playing of it, and we only get to hear each selection 3 times.
If you know me (?) I hope you can celebrate with me (hip-hip...hooray!!! [x3]), and if you don't...well, be glad to read the blog of a smart girl.
:D
yours truly,
Melinda
aka. Eli Cash FanCLub presidentia.
Okay, well, Haaaaaaallo.
I wanted to address the comment left by your favourite blog reader, and mine, Anonymous!
*applause, cheering...stop*
He/She seems rather upset @ my quasi-frequent inclusion of my school marks in my blog posts.
Well, I certainly never thought it would be irritating. My apologies.
And the deal is this:
I've been out of school for 3 years, which, in terms of remembering how to learn and study et al. is a long time. I've had an incredible 3 years, and I'm really glad I waited to enter the post-secondary world.
That said, about this time last year I was SO nervous about applying @ Cap. Now I know it's pretty caj, but @ the time...woah. I hadn't had reason to sing competetively for some time, I didn't know anything about theory, I hadn't played piano in years, I could not tell a Major 7th from a minor 3rd for the life of me--in terms of being prepped for music school, I wasn't.
School in general. Yeeuuuccchhhhh. Stressed me out.
But, I got my references, I prepared my songs, sang my audition, took the theory placement test (thrice), and somehow, managed to scrape together enough musicianship to be "in". (Again, it may not be as hard as the auditioning process would seem to stipulate [words?]...).
SO, to be finding SUCCESS is both surprising and, at times, overwhelming. It's a huge confirmation that this is where I'm supposed to be, and that maybe, just maybe, I have some skills...it's encouraging. Amazing. Pretty neat-o.
Thus, Anonymous, is the reason why I post my grades, not because I am in grade 3. The other day when I got my history mark back, I was stunned. I hadn't a clue what the last song in the listening was after the 2nd playing of it, and we only get to hear each selection 3 times.
If you know me (?) I hope you can celebrate with me (hip-hip...hooray!!! [x3]), and if you don't...well, be glad to read the blog of a smart girl.
:D
yours truly,
Melinda
aka. Eli Cash FanCLub presidentia.
18.3.04
17.3.04
BUUUUUUUUuuugaa.
It's 2 am and I'm still awake....
that's what I was thinking this morning.
Ugh.
BUT I have stayed awake ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL day. No napping. Not even for a minute. Though, I can't guarantee that I was fully awake either.
90% on my history midterm #2, 15/15 on the listening portion.
Life is...pretty okay.
Hi Georgi.
that's what I was thinking this morning.
Ugh.
BUT I have stayed awake ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL day. No napping. Not even for a minute. Though, I can't guarantee that I was fully awake either.
90% on my history midterm #2, 15/15 on the listening portion.
Life is...pretty okay.
Hi Georgi.
10.3.04
FRUSTRATED like a tri-tone.
A'ight yo.
I've been here studying freakin' medieval and renaissance music for...well a couple hours. Okay, one and a half. A long time. I'm going home. The drive home = my break, for the day.
woot woot.
ANYWAY, while I've been here, STUDYING, these 4 girls were chattering away in...I think it was portugese. Maybe spanish...I could be crazy.
One of them was in transit the whole time; just walking around, moaning and whining, talking on her cell phone, the whining some more...so LOUD!!! ARGH!!!!!!!
It was pissing me off! Apparently it still is.
Hence, going home.
I've been here studying freakin' medieval and renaissance music for...well a couple hours. Okay, one and a half. A long time. I'm going home. The drive home = my break, for the day.
woot woot.
ANYWAY, while I've been here, STUDYING, these 4 girls were chattering away in...I think it was portugese. Maybe spanish...I could be crazy.
One of them was in transit the whole time; just walking around, moaning and whining, talking on her cell phone, the whining some more...so LOUD!!! ARGH!!!!!!!
It was pissing me off! Apparently it still is.
Hence, going home.
issues
I am having some very serious dermatological issues, and if anyone has a sure-fire cure, now would be a good time to hook it up.
Seriously folks, the one thing I'd spend...well, maybe not THE one thing, but definitely one thing that I'd spend money to be happy about is my skin.
And now...I'm going to bed. Today has been a day on the mats...fighting all the way.
nite.
Seriously folks, the one thing I'd spend...well, maybe not THE one thing, but definitely one thing that I'd spend money to be happy about is my skin.
And now...I'm going to bed. Today has been a day on the mats...fighting all the way.
nite.
8.3.04
It all comes to pieces
You'll remember, of course, the gentleman from my high school, who also goes to Cap? Well, on the weekend I was dismayed to discover his face on a Cap College Billboard, somewhere around Hastings & Clark. EVERYWHERE. I just saw him again, right before I came in here.
Weird.
Secondly, cell phones. It's fascinating to watch an otherwise shy person talking to their significant other, or just a good friend, on a cell phone. The body stance changes. The eyes become more focussed, and the gaze more confident. The cell phone, in effect, draws the shy one into a world where they are cared for and valued, their shyness having been won over by acceptance.
Bizarre.
Thirdly, according to Genesis, man has dominion over the earth and everything in it (Man as in Mankind, although the principle I'll soon blog can be applied in the man/woman relationship too). We are to govern over this 'earthdom' the same way God does over his Kingdom. Okay. So what does that mean?
Well, how does God rule over us? With a death grip? With his own interests superceding ours? NO! He is a King who loves to serve, whose every action is in the best interests of his people, his Kingdom. He serves in love, wanting to expand his reign, not for power, but for the fullness of life he knows those within his Kingdom will enjoy.
We don't rule like that. We rule to keep our cars well-fed, destroying the air. We rule to have our coffee and lattes just right, keeping half the world starving for food. We rule to separate the rich from the poor, with first class lounges, cars, homes, schools, and careers. We rule out of selfishness and greed, resentful when anyone dare suggest that what we do is wrong. We expand our kingdoms to the destruction of others, all for the glory of he or she who has the most toys.
But we all die empty-handed.
That's the kind of Monday it's been. G'day.
Weird.
Secondly, cell phones. It's fascinating to watch an otherwise shy person talking to their significant other, or just a good friend, on a cell phone. The body stance changes. The eyes become more focussed, and the gaze more confident. The cell phone, in effect, draws the shy one into a world where they are cared for and valued, their shyness having been won over by acceptance.
Bizarre.
Thirdly, according to Genesis, man has dominion over the earth and everything in it (Man as in Mankind, although the principle I'll soon blog can be applied in the man/woman relationship too). We are to govern over this 'earthdom' the same way God does over his Kingdom. Okay. So what does that mean?
Well, how does God rule over us? With a death grip? With his own interests superceding ours? NO! He is a King who loves to serve, whose every action is in the best interests of his people, his Kingdom. He serves in love, wanting to expand his reign, not for power, but for the fullness of life he knows those within his Kingdom will enjoy.
We don't rule like that. We rule to keep our cars well-fed, destroying the air. We rule to have our coffee and lattes just right, keeping half the world starving for food. We rule to separate the rich from the poor, with first class lounges, cars, homes, schools, and careers. We rule out of selfishness and greed, resentful when anyone dare suggest that what we do is wrong. We expand our kingdoms to the destruction of others, all for the glory of he or she who has the most toys.
But we all die empty-handed.
That's the kind of Monday it's been. G'day.
