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.
24.3.04
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.
3.3.04
29.2.04
and then.
"And then there's your girlfriend. She opens her legs and gives your life meaning; is that what you love her for?"
- pedro the lion
Ah, the modern world is a wonderful beast. Thirty-eight minutes after the broadcast of the Oscars, I can go online and find out all the juicy gossip that I missed by not being there.
One never needs to leave home to find people, places, or things to scorn. The media is happy to think for us.
hoorah!
- pedro the lion
Ah, the modern world is a wonderful beast. Thirty-eight minutes after the broadcast of the Oscars, I can go online and find out all the juicy gossip that I missed by not being there.
One never needs to leave home to find people, places, or things to scorn. The media is happy to think for us.
hoorah!
28.2.04
"...We wander the used-up cities of cement dreams and strip-mall seductions. This is where we live. But to us who are weary and broken, the God of redemption gives the plains, and a view of the land that we have yet to claim, yet to sow, yet to reap. here there is space, and a chance, to make all things new..."
-Caedmon's Call
-Caedmon's Call
working hard!
And here I am, trying to write the 1500 word essay that is due on Monday. The aim is to write about a songwriter whose work I admire, and to show, by an analysis of his/her writings, that there are interesting and lasting qualities to their lyrics.
My essay will probably be way too personal, but with this teacher you never know. Last semester I got an A+ for anecdotes.
So far all I've accomplished is much procrastination.
The essay will read : in medias res and their free dvd are at fault for the non-existence of this essay.
good-day.
My essay will probably be way too personal, but with this teacher you never know. Last semester I got an A+ for anecdotes.
So far all I've accomplished is much procrastination.
The essay will read : in medias res and their free dvd are at fault for the non-existence of this essay.
good-day.
26.2.04
insomnia
Insomnia's a pretty bizarre thing, eh? Your body needs sleep, and yet some part of it prevents itself from getting an adequate amount.
Scene from today:
Melinda walked out of the music building, and saw her friend Paul, so she went over to say hi. As they were talking about his philosophy of religion class, Melinda saw Jo across the courtyard, and waved. Jo came over. So Jo, Melinda, and Paul were talking. Nearby were Nick (from english) and (apparently) Shannon. As Nick got up to go, Shannon said, "Have you checked out in medias res yet? Do it! Inmediasres.com. You'll be hooked. (etc, etc...)".
Both Jo and Melinda turned, and looked at Nick walking away, then at Shannon, then at each other.
"In media---they're our friends. What's going on!?"
Shannon knows Ryan via someone else, and she heard Best Kept Secret the other night, and now it's in her head all the time...
The conversation turned to imr, and being a fan of your friends.
Then the amicable quartet divided, and set off to conquer the world, one imr fan at a time.
I am still pondering what it is about imr that blows the mind of the listener. When I figure it out, I'll mix it up, and sell it to you in a bottle, so you too can be all that I wanted.
Scene from today:
Melinda walked out of the music building, and saw her friend Paul, so she went over to say hi. As they were talking about his philosophy of religion class, Melinda saw Jo across the courtyard, and waved. Jo came over. So Jo, Melinda, and Paul were talking. Nearby were Nick (from english) and (apparently) Shannon. As Nick got up to go, Shannon said, "Have you checked out in medias res yet? Do it! Inmediasres.com. You'll be hooked. (etc, etc...)".
Both Jo and Melinda turned, and looked at Nick walking away, then at Shannon, then at each other.
"In media---they're our friends. What's going on!?"
Shannon knows Ryan via someone else, and she heard Best Kept Secret the other night, and now it's in her head all the time...
The conversation turned to imr, and being a fan of your friends.
Then the amicable quartet divided, and set off to conquer the world, one imr fan at a time.
I am still pondering what it is about imr that blows the mind of the listener. When I figure it out, I'll mix it up, and sell it to you in a bottle, so you too can be all that I wanted.
24.2.04
another siting
I saw him AGAIN!!!
This time in my Mus. History building.
I got 88% on my midterm; not bad for 2 days of cramming. Next time, when I study like a mofo, it'll be even better.
The listening portion was a high point, which is excellent, given that part of being a musician is listening....
Tim and Joel didn't sleep much last night. Neither did Georgi. I ate lunch with them, and we sang together.
Maybe that's why today's been great...
Day 2 of the Curves diet plan...good times. I'm hungry for BREAD!!!
...Mmmm...bread...and butter...and cheese....mmmM...
This time in my Mus. History building.
I got 88% on my midterm; not bad for 2 days of cramming. Next time, when I study like a mofo, it'll be even better.
The listening portion was a high point, which is excellent, given that part of being a musician is listening....
Tim and Joel didn't sleep much last night. Neither did Georgi. I ate lunch with them, and we sang together.
Maybe that's why today's been great...
Day 2 of the Curves diet plan...good times. I'm hungry for BREAD!!!
...Mmmm...bread...and butter...and cheese....mmmM...
21.2.04
last night the Brits were on.
Music to listen to more of:
The Music
The Thrills
Jamie Cullum
Anne Winehouse
Groove Armada
Damien Rice
Stereophonics
Starsailor
Stars
Hem
That is all for now.
The Music
The Thrills
Jamie Cullum
Anne Winehouse
Groove Armada
Damien Rice
Stereophonics
Starsailor
Stars
Hem
That is all for now.
19.2.04
it's one of those days...
The sun is shining!
The air is crisp and cool!
REFRESHING!!!
That's right kids. It's day 1 of reading break. I slept in, I ate lunch with Ben, I went for a walk/run, I stretched.
Now I'm going to go dive into the world of music: practicing, reading, writing...
Yeegads!!! What fun!
The air is crisp and cool!
REFRESHING!!!
That's right kids. It's day 1 of reading break. I slept in, I ate lunch with Ben, I went for a walk/run, I stretched.
Now I'm going to go dive into the world of music: practicing, reading, writing...
Yeegads!!! What fun!
18.2.04
WOOOOAAAAAAAH!!!
I ALMOST FORGOT!!!!
Guess who I saw today!?
no...
no, not him.
Justin?! Yeah right! He lives in another world...waaaay far away from the music building. Try again.
Dylan? Yeah, only for a sec.
Jo? Sadly, no.
Umm...okay, you aren't really very good at th--
YES!! YES!!! YOU GOT IT!!!
Sir Wax-a-lot!!! I saw him again. I think his name is Samir.
*shudders*
I hope I don't ever have to talk to him. High school was yucky. He wasn't really, just the whole experience. UNLESS he happens to see me, and is like, "Woah!!! You look SO GOOD!!!" or "woah!! You sing so good!!".
That'd be a'ight.
Guess who I saw today!?
no...
no, not him.
Justin?! Yeah right! He lives in another world...waaaay far away from the music building. Try again.
Dylan? Yeah, only for a sec.
Jo? Sadly, no.
Umm...okay, you aren't really very good at th--
YES!! YES!!! YOU GOT IT!!!
Sir Wax-a-lot!!! I saw him again. I think his name is Samir.
*shudders*
I hope I don't ever have to talk to him. High school was yucky. He wasn't really, just the whole experience. UNLESS he happens to see me, and is like, "Woah!!! You look SO GOOD!!!" or "woah!! You sing so good!!".
That'd be a'ight.
i am slowly...reading license plates.
The chord sitings for today are:
957 = 257 = V chord in 2nd inversion.
357 = iii chord in root position.
853= 135 = I chord in root position.
ACG = A7 (technically am7 b/c of natural C) with an omitted 5th.
173 = 137 = I7 chord with an omitted fifth.
946 = 246 = ii chord in root position.
4527 = V7 chord in 3rd inversion.
AND FINALLY...
151 = IVI = the foundational chord progression of western music.
I was testing my short term memory on the way home. I remembered the first 4, then I had to write them down when I found the other 4. I was tired, after all.
957 = 257 = V chord in 2nd inversion.
357 = iii chord in root position.
853= 135 = I chord in root position.
ACG = A7 (technically am7 b/c of natural C) with an omitted 5th.
173 = 137 = I7 chord with an omitted fifth.
946 = 246 = ii chord in root position.
4527 = V7 chord in 3rd inversion.
AND FINALLY...
151 = IVI = the foundational chord progression of western music.
I was testing my short term memory on the way home. I remembered the first 4, then I had to write them down when I found the other 4. I was tired, after all.
17.2.04
he's here!
There was this guy I graduated from high school with, and the only things I remember about him are 1) he liked a friend of mine, and 2) he waxed his eyebrows.
the waxing was a little odd.
Last week, I was pretty sure I saw him, but I thought, "naaah...why would he be here @ school?"
Then, today, in a flash of well groomed facial hair, I knew I'd been right. Once again, "Waxy" and I go to the same school.
the waxing was a little odd.
Last week, I was pretty sure I saw him, but I thought, "naaah...why would he be here @ school?"
Then, today, in a flash of well groomed facial hair, I knew I'd been right. Once again, "Waxy" and I go to the same school.
15.2.04
okay...enough.
so, my brother is taller than me, his hair is thicker, and he's waaay better @ playing the bass.
and now, he has a girlfriend, and i am still single.
well, at least i know ALL about gregorian chant.
...
and now, he has a girlfriend, and i am still single.
well, at least i know ALL about gregorian chant.
...
14.2.04
i came here to blog.
did you know that i have a title for each post, but for whatever reason (probably an html related one) they don't show up on the blog?
tonight i heard my brother play in the BCMEA (british columbia music educator's association) honour orchestra.
they were pretty good. especially the bass players :)
Umm...so, Valentines' Day. woot!
I'm...going out for dinner with Mikael...because...we like indian food. So we're gonna go get some of it. So if any of you want to come do that with us, just let me know. Especially if you are boys. Especially if you are boys who look like elves aka Legolas. But menfolk will do too.
:D
tonight i heard my brother play in the BCMEA (british columbia music educator's association) honour orchestra.
they were pretty good. especially the bass players :)
Umm...so, Valentines' Day. woot!
I'm...going out for dinner with Mikael...because...we like indian food. So we're gonna go get some of it. So if any of you want to come do that with us, just let me know. Especially if you are boys. Especially if you are boys who look like elves aka Legolas. But menfolk will do too.
:D
13.2.04
slowly...bu...t...surel...y
slowly but surely i am processing and synthesizing all that i've heard about ancient and medieval music.
really slowly.
my midterm is on tuesday.
but i do know this:
troping was the practice of adding either music, words, or words and music onto existing chants.
the countil of Trent (in 1312?) ummm...not outlawed, but something like that...all tropes except 4.
one of those 4 is dies irae, part of the requiem.
see? slowly...but...surely.
really slowly.
my midterm is on tuesday.
but i do know this:
troping was the practice of adding either music, words, or words and music onto existing chants.
the countil of Trent (in 1312?) ummm...not outlawed, but something like that...all tropes except 4.
one of those 4 is dies irae, part of the requiem.
see? slowly...but...surely.
12.2.04
hallelujah!
IT'S NOT YET MIDNIGHT, AND I AM GOING TO BED!!!!!!
this is a very, very big deal. it could mean very, very good things.
like: gym in the am, awake all day to work/study/learn, and a healthier, happier me.
GOOD NIGHT ALL!! I REALLY WON'T SEE YOU AGAIN UNTIL TOMORROW!!!
this is a very, very big deal. it could mean very, very good things.
like: gym in the am, awake all day to work/study/learn, and a healthier, happier me.
GOOD NIGHT ALL!! I REALLY WON'T SEE YOU AGAIN UNTIL TOMORROW!!!
10.2.04
decision time.
Okay, here's the deal.
It's time iether to sleep or study.
benefits of sleeping: i'll be alert when i study.
benefits of studying: i won't "waste" time sleeping, but my time will be poorly used, because studying takes me waaaay longer when i'm half asleep.
okay, to sleep it is.
it's just more efficient!
It's time iether to sleep or study.
benefits of sleeping: i'll be alert when i study.
benefits of studying: i won't "waste" time sleeping, but my time will be poorly used, because studying takes me waaaay longer when i'm half asleep.
okay, to sleep it is.
it's just more efficient!
so don't mention it.
This week, if you have a show, I probably won't come to hear it.
If you're having a party, I won't likely be there.
If you're going out for drinks/dinner/good times, there's a good chance I won't be there.
I probably won't have seen the new episodes of anything.
Midterms are coming, and I'm several chapters behind in everything.
This is a week for discipline, study and sleep. And maybe the odd posting to let you know whether or not I'll ever be out again.
Here comes the sun, do do do do...
see you later.
If you're having a party, I won't likely be there.
If you're going out for drinks/dinner/good times, there's a good chance I won't be there.
I probably won't have seen the new episodes of anything.
Midterms are coming, and I'm several chapters behind in everything.
This is a week for discipline, study and sleep. And maybe the odd posting to let you know whether or not I'll ever be out again.
Here comes the sun, do do do do...
see you later.
8.2.04
I just took a personality quiz. I got 34.
The midget quiz master/farmers told me this means that:
Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.
What is yours?
quiz by midgetfarm.com
The midget quiz master/farmers told me this means that:
Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.
What is yours?
quiz by midgetfarm.com
what are heavy?
sea sand and sorrow.
what are brief?
today and tomorrow
what are frail?
spring blossoms and youth
what are deep?
the ocean and truth.
-rosetti.
I've been singing those words (as arranged by John Washburn) ALL WEEKEND!
Yes, that's right. The CapSingers hit up Vancouver Island for 4 days of fun, frivolity, music and hang overs.
OH goodness. What a rowdy, loveable bunch my choir mates be.
In avoidance of partying, I: hung out with Tim, watched Fresh Prince of Bel Air, slept, watched Old School (blech) and Pay It Forward (yes! I cried), and then slept. That was over 4 nights..
Goodness, I'm so tired and cold that my hands are numb.
(to Humpy: sorry for the lack of entertainment. I'll return to hilarity soon.)
sea sand and sorrow.
what are brief?
today and tomorrow
what are frail?
spring blossoms and youth
what are deep?
the ocean and truth.
-rosetti.
I've been singing those words (as arranged by John Washburn) ALL WEEKEND!
Yes, that's right. The CapSingers hit up Vancouver Island for 4 days of fun, frivolity, music and hang overs.
OH goodness. What a rowdy, loveable bunch my choir mates be.
In avoidance of partying, I: hung out with Tim, watched Fresh Prince of Bel Air, slept, watched Old School (blech) and Pay It Forward (yes! I cried), and then slept. That was over 4 nights..
Goodness, I'm so tired and cold that my hands are numb.
(to Humpy: sorry for the lack of entertainment. I'll return to hilarity soon.)
4.2.04
praise the Lord, oh my soul
I feel your breath on my lips.
I see your beauty in a gentle mist.
How can I expect anything less?
You're the picture of loveliness.
Now your mercy is racing over me. I wish it Godspeed.
How great, how good, how awesome is your love.
How deep, how far, how vast is the sum of all you are.
How long, how much, how come you keep giving me, and giving me your love?
I see your beauty in a gentle mist.
How can I expect anything less?
You're the picture of loveliness.
Now your mercy is racing over me. I wish it Godspeed.
How great, how good, how awesome is your love.
How deep, how far, how vast is the sum of all you are.
How long, how much, how come you keep giving me, and giving me your love?
3.2.04
*something is amiss*
hey folks.
i'm in the library here @ school, and my fingernails are blue (and not, may i say, because of nail polish).
no no, the reason for my tinted digits is this: IT IS FREEZING IN HERE!!!
I've been upstairs reading for 2 hours (my music history book takes some serious slogging through), and now...I feel as if I may die soon.
Or frrreeeze.
Seriously, my hands are shaking...I can hardly type...
what the heck. I'm outta here. Out to the warm tropical breezes of winter vancouver...outside.
i'm in the library here @ school, and my fingernails are blue (and not, may i say, because of nail polish).
no no, the reason for my tinted digits is this: IT IS FREEZING IN HERE!!!
I've been upstairs reading for 2 hours (my music history book takes some serious slogging through), and now...I feel as if I may die soon.
Or frrreeeze.
Seriously, my hands are shaking...I can hardly type...
what the heck. I'm outta here. Out to the warm tropical breezes of winter vancouver...outside.
30.1.04
ahhhh
AND NO!!! I DON'T WANT TO DOWNLOAD/BUY/WIN FOR FREE ANY STINKIN' CRAP STUPID PORN!!!!
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
sometimes, i really hate the internet.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
sometimes, i really hate the internet.
28.1.04
spooning
i just ate a big, huge, sticky, delicious spoonful of nutella.
Mmmm...holland's gift to the world. right up there with tulips, but much better tasting.
my throat is a thick, gooey, chocolate mass of muck. i may never sing again.
Mmmm...holland's gift to the world. right up there with tulips, but much better tasting.
my throat is a thick, gooey, chocolate mass of muck. i may never sing again.
27.1.04
if...
if you are @ school, and checking my blog, i'm in the library until asap.
probably napping near the octagon, or studying upstairs.
come and say
hi.
probably napping near the octagon, or studying upstairs.
come and say
hi.
again
so here I am, @ school, having just finished a quasi-monumental theory "exam", I am doing important things in the library.
very important.
things.
any newblog postingsi should check out?
the space baron this keyboard getsstucksometimes.
can you tell?
very important.
things.
any newblog postingsi should check out?
the space baron this keyboard getsstucksometimes.
can you tell?
I was just reading a friend's blog; she was talking about how many of the women she knows are amazing, and I found myself thinking, "Am I one such woman?".
Not to be too self-indulgent, understand, or to come asking for your compliments and assurances, but I wonder how it is I am seen.
I have a few friends right now, and our hearts seem to be one. Beating after Christ with the same determination and passion. It is good to worship and prayer with them, to feel myself come alive as words of praise, intercession and prophecy pour out of my lips.
Not to be too abstract, but that's when I feel alive!!! I don't believe God has anything less that the fullest life for me (John 10:10), but what does that look like? What is my role there? How am I to walk out each day? To speak, sing, play piano, read my textbooks, exercise, do my listening, sight-reading, bussing, driving, writing, talking, hanging out...keeping in touch, and letting go...how do I seek first His kingdom in the midst of that? Or over all of it...how does Matt.6:33 work itself out?
I'm not lost or defeated. Maybe moving a little slower. Taking a little longer. Healing a little deeper.
Sitting in silence where I would have jumped up to dance and sing; on my knees where I would have throw my hands up in praise. There is an intimacy in silence, with closed eyes and attentive mind, that I've never known through song and movement.
How I would love to have my day ordered in Lauds, Matins and Vespers.
Perhaps my hours contain more praise and reflection that I would first assume.
good night.
Not to be too self-indulgent, understand, or to come asking for your compliments and assurances, but I wonder how it is I am seen.
I have a few friends right now, and our hearts seem to be one. Beating after Christ with the same determination and passion. It is good to worship and prayer with them, to feel myself come alive as words of praise, intercession and prophecy pour out of my lips.
Not to be too abstract, but that's when I feel alive!!! I don't believe God has anything less that the fullest life for me (John 10:10), but what does that look like? What is my role there? How am I to walk out each day? To speak, sing, play piano, read my textbooks, exercise, do my listening, sight-reading, bussing, driving, writing, talking, hanging out...keeping in touch, and letting go...how do I seek first His kingdom in the midst of that? Or over all of it...how does Matt.6:33 work itself out?
I'm not lost or defeated. Maybe moving a little slower. Taking a little longer. Healing a little deeper.
Sitting in silence where I would have jumped up to dance and sing; on my knees where I would have throw my hands up in praise. There is an intimacy in silence, with closed eyes and attentive mind, that I've never known through song and movement.
How I would love to have my day ordered in Lauds, Matins and Vespers.
Perhaps my hours contain more praise and reflection that I would first assume.
good night.
26.1.04
22.1.04
i'm a jerk
i'm a jerk when i take the bus.
really.
i get so edgy and stressed, especially when being late for school would mean missing part of a test.
ARGH!
Seriously.
Not a great way to start the day.
how are you?
really.
i get so edgy and stressed, especially when being late for school would mean missing part of a test.
ARGH!
Seriously.
Not a great way to start the day.
how are you?
READ. AGAIN.
"The morning when I was making coffee I suddenly realised how boring musicians are. All our friends are musicians and we aren't interested in anything except music. We're stunted. Totally stunted. Like atheletes."
(Vikram Seth, An Equal Music).
[I thought that all of you needed to read this again, and then begin to laugh with abandon.]
(Vikram Seth, An Equal Music).
[I thought that all of you needed to read this again, and then begin to laugh with abandon.]
21.1.04
today. the m.rock.
today my dad got me a new cell phone, discman and adaptor. I found them when I came home after an amazing time @ asap.
my friend scotty had one of the caedmon's call cd's that I had stolen, and he's letting me borrow it. WHAT A BLESSING!!!
also, I actually got some work done @ school. Hooray for 2nd week, 2nd semester! My work ethic is coming back.
and I saw the daring duo ryan & andwer. that was cool. And ... the coolest librarian whose name I can't spell. But she has a sweet mohawk.
Uh...okay. Bye.
my friend scotty had one of the caedmon's call cd's that I had stolen, and he's letting me borrow it. WHAT A BLESSING!!!
also, I actually got some work done @ school. Hooray for 2nd week, 2nd semester! My work ethic is coming back.
and I saw the daring duo ryan & andwer. that was cool. And ... the coolest librarian whose name I can't spell. But she has a sweet mohawk.
Uh...okay. Bye.
20.1.04
remember
This is from the liner notes of a CD by Jason Upton. It's called 'Remember'. The CD is gone...it was one stolen from my car. I hope that wherever it ends up, someone is blessed by it. Especially if it gets back to me.
"I have tried my whole life to chase His Kingdom, hoping to be made righteious; only to find that nothing makes me holy (or whole) like the presence of my Father.
Because of that I am trying to learn to slow down long enough for Him to catch me. God could catch me if He watned; but He likes it when I wait for Him."
Wow, guys, this is getting really hard; trying to reconcile myself to being broken into.
If you could be praying for me, I'd appreciate it.
Thanks.
m.
"I have tried my whole life to chase His Kingdom, hoping to be made righteious; only to find that nothing makes me holy (or whole) like the presence of my Father.
Because of that I am trying to learn to slow down long enough for Him to catch me. God could catch me if He watned; but He likes it when I wait for Him."
Wow, guys, this is getting really hard; trying to reconcile myself to being broken into.
If you could be praying for me, I'd appreciate it.
Thanks.
m.
19.1.04
reading about music.
"The morning when I was making coffee I suddenly realised how boring musicians are. All our friends are musicians and we aren't interested in anything except music. We're stunted. Totally stunted. Like atheletes."
(Vikram Seth, An Equal Music).
(Vikram Seth, An Equal Music).
knowledge.
to be a real composer, you need to arrange the catholic mass and call one of your pieces claire de lune.
after then you're good to go.
after then you're good to go.
p.s.
oh yes. for those of you who may have previously used my cellular telephone as primary mode of contact with me, be advised that it has been removed from my possession, and hence, I shall be unable to 1) answer it, or b) check the messages.
good day.
good day.
18.1.04
WAAAAAAAAAH!!!
SO GOOD! A MORNING!
Praise God from whom all BLESSINGS flow!
Most of my stuff has been FOUND!!!!
Lunchtime. Mmmm.
Praise God from whom all BLESSINGS flow!
Most of my stuff has been FOUND!!!!
Lunchtime. Mmmm.
stuff i liked, but i'll be okay: my cool discman, and CD-to-car adaptor, CD's (Caedmon's call (2), Pedro (control- ha), in medias res, rufus wainwright (poses), john mayer (heavier), the wildings (w2...i think). and more.
wow.
i'm going to bed now. This is all a bit much. Blessings to you!
and peace.
Mmm.
melinda
wow.
i'm going to bed now. This is all a bit much. Blessings to you!
and peace.
Mmm.
melinda
where the Spirit of the Lord is...
What a strange end to a wonderful week.
My car's been broken into...wallet, purse, sleepover bag, discman, cell phone (so don't call it), CD's....gone.
most heart breaking: my Bible. I really like it.
2nd most heart breaking: my journal. a really turbulent, blessed year. And some wonderful words of encouragement from all of you. : )
3rd most heart breaking: new jason upton CD. beautiful music. i wanted to fall asleep to it tonight.
most financially butt kicking things: retainers & splint.
lots of work to cancel/recover: cell phone, bank and credit cards, birth certificate, SIN, driver's license, student card, other membership cards.
what i'm thankful for: the angels God has commanded to protect and minister to me. Lord, can I hear them sing tonight as I sleep? That would be so wonderful.
To be thankful for: Anna, and the 2 hours we spent praying together.
- my car is not gone.
- i am not hurt.
- God is still God. And He loves me.
- this happened at a time when I am so freshly covered in the annointing of the Holy Spirit. It is here, so near to God, that this attack can't touch me. Thank you, Abba, for your covering, your grace, your infinite love.
I love you Lord,
and I lift my voice to worship you,
O my soul, REJOICE!!!
Take JOY my King, in what you hear!
May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear.
amen.
My car's been broken into...wallet, purse, sleepover bag, discman, cell phone (so don't call it), CD's....gone.
most heart breaking: my Bible. I really like it.
2nd most heart breaking: my journal. a really turbulent, blessed year. And some wonderful words of encouragement from all of you. : )
3rd most heart breaking: new jason upton CD. beautiful music. i wanted to fall asleep to it tonight.
most financially butt kicking things: retainers & splint.
lots of work to cancel/recover: cell phone, bank and credit cards, birth certificate, SIN, driver's license, student card, other membership cards.
what i'm thankful for: the angels God has commanded to protect and minister to me. Lord, can I hear them sing tonight as I sleep? That would be so wonderful.
To be thankful for: Anna, and the 2 hours we spent praying together.
- my car is not gone.
- i am not hurt.
- God is still God. And He loves me.
- this happened at a time when I am so freshly covered in the annointing of the Holy Spirit. It is here, so near to God, that this attack can't touch me. Thank you, Abba, for your covering, your grace, your infinite love.
I love you Lord,
and I lift my voice to worship you,
O my soul, REJOICE!!!
Take JOY my King, in what you hear!
May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear.
amen.
16.1.04
i always come.
i always come into the library and pretend that i have important things to do @ the computer, when really all i do is check my email and the blog circuit.
so.
so.
15.1.04
wow.
that post about friendship? i don't even know what happened there.
nutty.
i bet jo broke into my blog again.
okay i gotta hit the highway before it's CRAZY crowdereated.
nutty.
i bet jo broke into my blog again.
okay i gotta hit the highway before it's CRAZY crowdereated.
thank goodness (?) for fast internet
hey.
i'm on a break from history, music history.
the history of music.
right now, music is coming from 'the early christian church'.
constantine just became pope/emperor of rome.
in byzantine, they had some sweet church music going on that everybody else copied.
chants are next.
woot.
i'm on a break from history, music history.
the history of music.
right now, music is coming from 'the early christian church'.
constantine just became pope/emperor of rome.
in byzantine, they had some sweet church music going on that everybody else copied.
chants are next.
woot.
14.1.04
the wind blows.
Did you ever have a friend who was all of a sudden awesome?
Or maybe not all of a sudden, but one day you realized that they'd become someone you really cared about, and who apparently cared about you, more than you thought?
That's always good. It's interesting how some friendships can explode with intensity on first contact, and others take time to be shaped and formed, but all those relationships are changing, growing, shifting and becoming new, or old, sometimes even forgotten.
And with that, "He who began a good work in you will be faithful to complete it."
You are never alone.
You won't be forsaken or forgotten. There is a time when you can rest, and trust that you are loved and taken care of.
God bless you.
Or maybe not all of a sudden, but one day you realized that they'd become someone you really cared about, and who apparently cared about you, more than you thought?
That's always good. It's interesting how some friendships can explode with intensity on first contact, and others take time to be shaped and formed, but all those relationships are changing, growing, shifting and becoming new, or old, sometimes even forgotten.
And with that, "He who began a good work in you will be faithful to complete it."
You are never alone.
You won't be forsaken or forgotten. There is a time when you can rest, and trust that you are loved and taken care of.
God bless you.
I don't mind folding laundry when it's fresh from the dryer.
Okay, so once again, I'm about to be the 4th shower of the morning, which means little to no chance of hot water.
argh.
On another note, (Ab), I have lots of clean underwear.
hoorah.
argh.
On another note, (Ab), I have lots of clean underwear.
hoorah.
13.1.04
le weekend
post part deux:
this week (wed-sat) i'll be in abottsford. this shouldn't affect too many of you since i don't see you at or near my house on a daily basis.
why abottsford you ask? well, i'm attending a conference @ night, and still coming up here for school each day. i may be crazy. yes yes.
check it out right about....here.
I always want to make the linked words really cool, but I'm not always in the mood to imagine.
Anyway...i'm going to go buy school supplies. I think I have....yes, $0.23. maybe enough for a new pencil or pen to apply for a loan to buy books and paper.
just kidding.
this week (wed-sat) i'll be in abottsford. this shouldn't affect too many of you since i don't see you at or near my house on a daily basis.
why abottsford you ask? well, i'm attending a conference @ night, and still coming up here for school each day. i may be crazy. yes yes.
check it out right about....here.
I always want to make the linked words really cool, but I'm not always in the mood to imagine.
Anyway...i'm going to go buy school supplies. I think I have....yes, $0.23. maybe enough for a new pencil or pen to apply for a loan to buy books and paper.
just kidding.
i'm all alooone...
i'm in the library, and it smells like garbage.
i hope i don't smell like garbage, that would suck.
i'm pretty sure that my bag and i smell like peppermint tea, which i drank during music history.
the funny thing about studying an art @ school is how little time is left for actual creativity, assuming the need for 6-8 hours of sleep a night.
speaking of sleeping, i'm off to staples then back to school for my daily library nap.
i hope i don't smell like garbage, that would suck.
i'm pretty sure that my bag and i smell like peppermint tea, which i drank during music history.
the funny thing about studying an art @ school is how little time is left for actual creativity, assuming the need for 6-8 hours of sleep a night.
speaking of sleeping, i'm off to staples then back to school for my daily library nap.
'til we meet again.
Until something better comes along, the plan is I will walk down the aisle (of my wedding...ha) to "heart" by STARS.
12.1.04
let's fall in love
how bout we try that again?
Perhaps there isn't too much more to say about today. I'm back @ school, so that means if you've been enjoying my company in the wee hours of the morning, that won't be happening anymore. Not often anyway. Maybe just on Fridays (or technically, Saturdays).
In other news, it's time for me to go do some studying. Farewell, my fine-feathered friends.
Sleeping tonight will be SO good. I love a good night's sleep. I'm gonna get good and tired so I can enjoy it.
TA!
Perhaps there isn't too much more to say about today. I'm back @ school, so that means if you've been enjoying my company in the wee hours of the morning, that won't be happening anymore. Not often anyway. Maybe just on Fridays (or technically, Saturdays).
In other news, it's time for me to go do some studying. Farewell, my fine-feathered friends.
Sleeping tonight will be SO good. I love a good night's sleep. I'm gonna get good and tired so I can enjoy it.
TA!
YUMMY
Okay, so my first day back @ school has gone fairly well. My theory teacher has adopted a new method of giving notes, and this is: he no longer writes examples on the board! Rather he refers to the textbook.
I don't like change.
When t.rex and I arrived @ our locker this morning, we knew something was amiss. It was just wrong....familiar, but wrong. We soon ascertained the problem. Her "lovely" boyfriend turned our whole section around..
okay i'm gonna go eat with tim.
more later
bye
I don't like change.
When t.rex and I arrived @ our locker this morning, we knew something was amiss. It was just wrong....familiar, but wrong. We soon ascertained the problem. Her "lovely" boyfriend turned our whole section around..
okay i'm gonna go eat with tim.
more later
bye
case in point
no matter what the sky looks like, even in the brightest midday heat of summer, always, always ALWAYS carry an umbrella.
in vancouver.
Otherwise, you could end up wandering around campus, soaking wet, and squinting your eyes as if your eyelids can keep you dry.
Poor suckers. I don't know who ends up like that.
in vancouver.
Otherwise, you could end up wandering around campus, soaking wet, and squinting your eyes as if your eyelids can keep you dry.
Poor suckers. I don't know who ends up like that.
classically speaking...
Today is a very important day: semester 2 of my post-secondary education begins!
and YESTERDAY was important because I discovered the first soprano I really enjoy listening to: Dawn Upshaw (I think).
I got an album of hers from the RPL. She's sings "Debussy's lost songs..." (I'll double check that CD title later).
Anyway, it's good. I really like it. YAAAAY!! There is hope for my classical listening yet.
Oh, and I have a note on why my posts aren't usually long and ranty---I blog when I'm tired, and the coherence of my thinking @ that time is ususally slim to none. So it makes sense. My thoughts only last a few moments.
That and my short term memory is terrible, so anything I might think to post about during the day will soon be forgotten, and by the time I sit down to blog, all that is left are the mundance incidents of life.
shout out to all my peeps @ Cap. Lunches together in the courtyard start: tomorrow.
and YESTERDAY was important because I discovered the first soprano I really enjoy listening to: Dawn Upshaw (I think).
I got an album of hers from the RPL. She's sings "Debussy's lost songs..." (I'll double check that CD title later).
Anyway, it's good. I really like it. YAAAAY!! There is hope for my classical listening yet.
Oh, and I have a note on why my posts aren't usually long and ranty---I blog when I'm tired, and the coherence of my thinking @ that time is ususally slim to none. So it makes sense. My thoughts only last a few moments.
That and my short term memory is terrible, so anything I might think to post about during the day will soon be forgotten, and by the time I sit down to blog, all that is left are the mundance incidents of life.
shout out to all my peeps @ Cap. Lunches together in the courtyard start: tomorrow.
9.1.04
"grow rips"
Apparently, drug enthused persons are racing around Vancouver and it's surrounding affiliates, breaking into people's houses in search of grow ops.
Just yesterday, 2 people broke into the house of a 65-year-old man, and pepper sprayed him. But our elderly friend busted out his gun, and the punks ran off.
Scary.
I've noticed that some Bloggies have the stamina to write long posts each day.
LOOOOOOOOoooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnngggg. Holy wack.
I just can't do it. I don't always have that much to think about. I'm not a ranter about superficial things. Sorry folks.
One other thing though: people who pay for their blogs. WHY!? Are they just very serious about their online journalling? Or do businesses use them?
Look into that one for me.
I have a voice lesson in a few minutes...well actually, in an hour, but I have to drive to North Vancouver, so I'd best be on my way.
Umm...have a great day bloggies.
Just yesterday, 2 people broke into the house of a 65-year-old man, and pepper sprayed him. But our elderly friend busted out his gun, and the punks ran off.
Scary.
I've noticed that some Bloggies have the stamina to write long posts each day.
LOOOOOOOOoooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnngggg. Holy wack.
I just can't do it. I don't always have that much to think about. I'm not a ranter about superficial things. Sorry folks.
One other thing though: people who pay for their blogs. WHY!? Are they just very serious about their online journalling? Or do businesses use them?
Look into that one for me.
I have a voice lesson in a few minutes...well actually, in an hour, but I have to drive to North Vancouver, so I'd best be on my way.
Umm...have a great day bloggies.
8.1.04
AHHHHHHHH!!!
SO MAD RIGHT NOW!!!
do you know what T-shirt sheets are? The most comfortable sheets/pillow cases that I've ever slept with.
AMAZING!!
Mine are light blue.
BUT...I'm using this super-powered blow-your-zits-into-oblivion-keep-refridgerated cream on my face. On the box it says, "may bleach hair and coloured fabric."
MAY!!?!?!! DOES!!!! It bleached my pillow case!!! My pillow case, my T-shirt pillow case it now all BLEACHED and SPLOTCHY!!!!
Oooh...I am mad. FREAKIN' PISS!!!!!
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!
do you know what T-shirt sheets are? The most comfortable sheets/pillow cases that I've ever slept with.
AMAZING!!
Mine are light blue.
BUT...I'm using this super-powered blow-your-zits-into-oblivion-keep-refridgerated cream on my face. On the box it says, "may bleach hair and coloured fabric."
MAY!!?!?!! DOES!!!! It bleached my pillow case!!! My pillow case, my T-shirt pillow case it now all BLEACHED and SPLOTCHY!!!!
Oooh...I am mad. FREAKIN' PISS!!!!!
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!
did you ever...
did you ever like somebody, but you weren't really sure if you did or not, just that, if you were going to like somebody right then, it would that person?
Or, did you ever wish that the person you were going to marry would hurry up and be ready, so that you could get married, or @ least know that person, and have somebody to call @ 2am who wouldn't punch you in the face for waking them up?
but did you ever think, "what if the person I marry...what if I don't like them when I first meet them?"
sometimes, i get an email from someone, and i'm so excited...then i think all these things, and i decide to blog them, because hey...that's what my blog is for.
g'nite.
Or, did you ever wish that the person you were going to marry would hurry up and be ready, so that you could get married, or @ least know that person, and have somebody to call @ 2am who wouldn't punch you in the face for waking them up?
but did you ever think, "what if the person I marry...what if I don't like them when I first meet them?"
sometimes, i get an email from someone, and i'm so excited...then i think all these things, and i decide to blog them, because hey...that's what my blog is for.
g'nite.
7.1.04
More. Manning. And Me.
"More often than I like to admit, I still get bamboozled into trying to make myself acceptable to God. It seems I cannot forgo this crazy enterprise of getting myself into a position where I can see myself in a good light. I still struggle to let go of the preposterious pretense that my paltry prayers, knowlege of Scripture, spiritual insights, tithing to the poor, and blustering successes in ministry endear me to God's eyes.
I resist the saving truth that I am lovable simply and solely because He loves me."
I resist the saving truth that I am lovable simply and solely because He loves me."
Manning's thoughts...
"The Spirit convicted Peter that he was not doomed to repeat the mistakes of the past. Nor are we. There is a power available to transcend our automatic emotional responses and robot-like behaviour. Endowed with the courage to risk everything on the truth of the gospel, we surrender our gnawing need to be okay and cease applying spiritual cosmetics to make ourselves presentable."
6.1.04
laaazy
Today I:
-got out of bed around noon and ate a bowl of life.
-it didn't work.
-showered/dressed by 3:30pm.
-Buzzed around the house.
-thought about getting stuff ready for school.
-thought about looking for a binder and dividers somewhere in my room....
-thought about other stuff.
-took Lizzy to her violin lesson, and went for a 25ish min. walk on the dike.
-came home.
-ate.
-tried to watch my new coldplay dvd, but fell asleep.
-slept.
-got up.
-did stuff.
-blogged.
-bedded.
Yep. Another filling day in the life of me.
We're aiming for a little more action tomorrow.
peace.
-got out of bed around noon and ate a bowl of life.
-it didn't work.
-showered/dressed by 3:30pm.
-Buzzed around the house.
-thought about getting stuff ready for school.
-thought about looking for a binder and dividers somewhere in my room....
-thought about other stuff.
-took Lizzy to her violin lesson, and went for a 25ish min. walk on the dike.
-came home.
-ate.
-tried to watch my new coldplay dvd, but fell asleep.
-slept.
-got up.
-did stuff.
-blogged.
-bedded.
Yep. Another filling day in the life of me.
We're aiming for a little more action tomorrow.
peace.
5.1.04
medical mysteries
fluticasone propionate aqueous nasal spray
shelf name: Flonase.
60 metered doses of 50mcg each.
Corticosteroid: for nasal use
how would you feel about this being inside your body? It makes me a little nervous, but it also makes me able to BREATHE.
*sighs*
I am a slave to Western Medicine. And until Naturopaths stop charging more than I could ever afford, a slave I shall remain.
Penicillin, anyone?
shelf name: Flonase.
60 metered doses of 50mcg each.
Corticosteroid: for nasal use
how would you feel about this being inside your body? It makes me a little nervous, but it also makes me able to BREATHE.
*sighs*
I am a slave to Western Medicine. And until Naturopaths stop charging more than I could ever afford, a slave I shall remain.
Penicillin, anyone?
4.1.04
ALIVE!!!!
I want to run outside, breathe the air and feel ALIVE!!!
Watch the stars, hear the moon snap, crackle, pop! in the cold, cold air!
Scream and shout, love and be loved--enjoy each moment in the light
of day.
Before this snow covered earth melts to green again I want to know the thrill of being awake in the shocking cold of a long winter's day.
Watch the stars, hear the moon snap, crackle, pop! in the cold, cold air!
Scream and shout, love and be loved--enjoy each moment in the light
of day.
Before this snow covered earth melts to green again I want to know the thrill of being awake in the shocking cold of a long winter's day.
3.1.04
2.1.04
"new year"
hey ya'll, welcome to 2004!!! My 22nd year of being. Wow.
Things I thought I'd be by now:
- almost done school.
- married or engaged.
- moved out.
Haha! None of which have happened. My life has taken different turns than my CAPP-self would have predicted, but CAPP was pretty stupid (that's Career And Personal Planning).
Umm...I just finished putting together a Sorum bench, by IKEA.
Check it out.
My bed is here too.
Oh wait, there's more. Shelves (Billy bookshelf and corner shelf in white), CD Tower,
chest of drawers, a shelf that's not on the website *shock!*, and finally a lamp (Kvall),fleece, stripes, some bedspread, aaand...a duck (Krumeleur).
Things I thought I'd be by now:
- almost done school.
- married or engaged.
- moved out.
Haha! None of which have happened. My life has taken different turns than my CAPP-self would have predicted, but CAPP was pretty stupid (that's Career And Personal Planning).
Umm...I just finished putting together a Sorum bench, by IKEA.
Check it out.
My bed is here too.
Oh wait, there's more. Shelves (Billy bookshelf and corner shelf in white), CD Tower,
chest of drawers, a shelf that's not on the website *shock!*, and finally a lamp (Kvall),fleece, stripes, some bedspread, aaand...a duck (Krumeleur).
1.1.04
the new year is....
sigur ros and the hallway @ mattie mcd's.
worship invasion with family, old and new.
NOT getting lost in Surrey.
sleeping @ chonger's at 5am.
Lil' Rascals for Breakfast.
justin, zoe, thea, jeff, andrew, trevor and laura.
bizouncin'.
happy 2004 ya'll. May you know joy in the darkest of times, and the assurance of knowing you're walking in your destiny.
LOVE
worship invasion with family, old and new.
NOT getting lost in Surrey.
sleeping @ chonger's at 5am.
Lil' Rascals for Breakfast.
justin, zoe, thea, jeff, andrew, trevor and laura.
bizouncin'.
happy 2004 ya'll. May you know joy in the darkest of times, and the assurance of knowing you're walking in your destiny.
LOVE
29.12.03
pick that up.
watching dogma @ liz's house, good times, good times.
mikael is so cool, and she knocked my socks off...with some news I can't share with you right now...or ever.
It's funny how often we just blog about whatever and whoever is happening. Nothing that's monumental, but it's like we just need to know that someone out there is reading.
Britain's best written Blog of the Year is written by a London call-girl.
?
mikael is so cool, and she knocked my socks off...with some news I can't share with you right now...or ever.
It's funny how often we just blog about whatever and whoever is happening. Nothing that's monumental, but it's like we just need to know that someone out there is reading.
Britain's best written Blog of the Year is written by a London call-girl.
?
28.12.03
as my star fades
i swear i have waited for you to speak...
once in a while, or more than that, you need a friend to speak truth loud and clear, not in condemnation or lip service, but in compassion and understanding.
all i hear is...
you need someone to understand what all your tears are about, and you need, you just need to hear that where you are isn't the end, and it isn't time to give up hope.
your silent whisper of assurance, "I am here."
once in a while, or more than that, you need a friend to speak truth loud and clear, not in condemnation or lip service, but in compassion and understanding.
all i hear is...
you need someone to understand what all your tears are about, and you need, you just need to hear that where you are isn't the end, and it isn't time to give up hope.
your silent whisper of assurance, "I am here."
Many Partings
"We will send word when we may, and some of us may yet meet at times; but I fear that we shall not all be gathered together ever again."
- Tolkein
To the RTO DTS of January 2002, all my love and prayers. You are a part of me in a way that cannot be explained. It is a knowledge and a friendship too deep for words, and too much for even the years to destroy. Thank you for your courage, hope, love and determination. Most of all, for your faith, honesty, humility and brokenness. I love you. melinda.
- Tolkein
To the RTO DTS of January 2002, all my love and prayers. You are a part of me in a way that cannot be explained. It is a knowledge and a friendship too deep for words, and too much for even the years to destroy. Thank you for your courage, hope, love and determination. Most of all, for your faith, honesty, humility and brokenness. I love you. melinda.
27.12.03
hilarity and fun
when you're driving home @ night, in the snow, Radiohead is the perfect music.
Brights of my night are: red pants, justin, zoe. jo, jeff, piano. ash. and many more. oh, tim, darcy, and OF COURSE zoe's pants. and many more. g'nite.
Brights of my night are: red pants, justin, zoe. jo, jeff, piano. ash. and many more. oh, tim, darcy, and OF COURSE zoe's pants. and many more. g'nite.
26.12.03
end it with a beeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmm!!!
Zoe came over @ 3pm on Christmas, and we left for her house after 1am. It was great to have her here.
We finished Christmas in prayer on her couch. It was awesome. I felt God come, and that was such a relief. Something I've been waiting for, and all it took was one tiny step, just praying with a friend before we went to our beds.
Peace, peace.
Sleep in heavenly peace.
I walked away from Zoe's house, admiring the stars, wanting to lie on my car for a while, and just take in the sky, the cold, the brightness and quiet of the night.
Relishing the sweetness of the Holy Spirit's presence, I opened my van door, started the engine and drove away, thinking I might stretch out the trip home, but deciding not to when I thought I didn't have my wallet (but I did).
Then...
BEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM!!!
I LEFT MY GLOVES @ ZOE'S HOUSE!!!!
Not just ANY gloves...my ONLY gloves. My only gloves, and they're from AUSTRALIA!!! I LOVE THOSE GLOVES!!!
So I turned around, drove back to Zoe's house, and planned my re-entrance/glove retrieval. Front door? No answer to my knocking. Rocks @ Zoe's window? Again, no reply. I was tired, cold, and distressed. Sensing that no solution was near I got back in my car and came home, vowing to blog about the whole situation once I got here, in hopes that Zoe will read my blog and save my gloves from her LIVING ROOM (monster).
Never mind. There's no monster.
Shout out to Justin. You were the king of 'remembered good times' tonight. Thanks.
We finished Christmas in prayer on her couch. It was awesome. I felt God come, and that was such a relief. Something I've been waiting for, and all it took was one tiny step, just praying with a friend before we went to our beds.
Peace, peace.
Sleep in heavenly peace.
I walked away from Zoe's house, admiring the stars, wanting to lie on my car for a while, and just take in the sky, the cold, the brightness and quiet of the night.
Relishing the sweetness of the Holy Spirit's presence, I opened my van door, started the engine and drove away, thinking I might stretch out the trip home, but deciding not to when I thought I didn't have my wallet (but I did).
Then...
BEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM!!!
I LEFT MY GLOVES @ ZOE'S HOUSE!!!!
Not just ANY gloves...my ONLY gloves. My only gloves, and they're from AUSTRALIA!!! I LOVE THOSE GLOVES!!!
So I turned around, drove back to Zoe's house, and planned my re-entrance/glove retrieval. Front door? No answer to my knocking. Rocks @ Zoe's window? Again, no reply. I was tired, cold, and distressed. Sensing that no solution was near I got back in my car and came home, vowing to blog about the whole situation once I got here, in hopes that Zoe will read my blog and save my gloves from her LIVING ROOM (monster).
Never mind. There's no monster.
Shout out to Justin. You were the king of 'remembered good times' tonight. Thanks.
25.12.03
snow falling
Silent night, holy night. Son of God, love's pure light.
Radiant beams from your holy face,
with the dawn of redeeming grace.
Jesus, Lord at your birth.
Christ, the Saviour, is born.
Radiant beams from your holy face,
with the dawn of redeeming grace.
Jesus, Lord at your birth.
Christ, the Saviour, is born.
22.12.03
I have to do this ONCE.
Just this once folks...I have to do it.
Term: Fall 2003
Major: Bachelor of Music Transfer
Composition: A+
Choir: A+
MusicTheory: A+
Ear/Sight: A-
Class Piano: A+
Music His.: A+
PMI/Voice: A
GPA: 4.22
Academic Standing:...In Good Academic Standing
BEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
Being a hermit has been worth it.
(I know report cards aren't everything, but this is pretty darn sweet).
Term: Fall 2003
Major: Bachelor of Music Transfer
Composition: A+
Choir: A+
MusicTheory: A+
Ear/Sight: A-
Class Piano: A+
Music His.: A+
PMI/Voice: A
GPA: 4.22
Academic Standing:...In Good Academic Standing
BEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
Being a hermit has been worth it.
(I know report cards aren't everything, but this is pretty darn sweet).
19.12.03
fnuny
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oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat
ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll
raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by it slef
but the wrod as a wlohe.
oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat
ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll
raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by it slef
but the wrod as a wlohe.
18.12.03
"Meaning? Faith is a code to accept that Jesus knows my whole life story, every skeleton in my closet, every moment of sin, shame, dishonesty, degradedness darkening my past. Right now he knows my shallow faith, my feeble prayer life, my inconsistent discipleship, and he comes beside me and he says, I dare you to trust. I dare you to trust that I love you, just as you are and not as you should be, because you're never going to be as you should be."
(this is so good. i'm posting it again. can't stop this, da na na na....)
(this is so good. i'm posting it again. can't stop this, da na na na....)
*high five*
OKAY...
Working @ the bakery this week, I have realized 2 things:
- I am still allergic to wheat. Being in a room FULL of wheaty things, I realize this. oh crap.
- an 8 hour shift ON YOUR FEET (the whole time, minus breaks, which amount to 1 hour, 1/2 of which is an unpaid lunch, so it's a 7.5 hour shift) is terrible.
in short: my feet hurt. as do my legs. and my neck
my face feels like...it's been attacked. from the inside. by...irritants. woot woot.
discount cookies...call me!
little old ladies never change. and i still love 'em.
peace out.
Working @ the bakery this week, I have realized 2 things:
- I am still allergic to wheat. Being in a room FULL of wheaty things, I realize this. oh crap.
- an 8 hour shift ON YOUR FEET (the whole time, minus breaks, which amount to 1 hour, 1/2 of which is an unpaid lunch, so it's a 7.5 hour shift) is terrible.
in short: my feet hurt. as do my legs. and my neck
my face feels like...it's been attacked. from the inside. by...irritants. woot woot.
discount cookies...call me!
little old ladies never change. and i still love 'em.
peace out.
14.12.03
Brennan Manning said this:
"When I was outside an alcohol and drug rehab center in New Orleans, and I was clutching a pint of Taaka vodka, what I did not want was the lifesaving treatment of detox in a 28-day program.
I kept on drinking, a drunken child crying out, "Jesus, where are you?" How do we experience trust in the midst of pain, suffering, heartache, and throbbing despair? I mean, is it possible to endure and eventually move beyond the bleak and melancholy landscape of evil and destruction, back to the experience of God as unconditional love? That's the problem I ask Christians. Do you trust that God loves you? Everybody says, oh yes, I've known that for a long time. Then just watch the way they live. There's so much fear, so much anxiety, and so much self-hatred. The best definition of faith I ever heard was Paul Tillich when he said, "Faith is the courage to accept acceptance."
Meaning? Faith is a code to accept that Jesus knows my whole life story, every skeleton in my closet, every moment of sin, shame, dishonesty, degradedness darkening my past. Right now he knows my shallow faith, my feeble prayer life, my inconsistent discipleship, and he comes beside me and he says, I dare you to trust. I dare you to trust that I love you, just as you are and not as you should be, because you're never going to be as you should be."
I kept on drinking, a drunken child crying out, "Jesus, where are you?" How do we experience trust in the midst of pain, suffering, heartache, and throbbing despair? I mean, is it possible to endure and eventually move beyond the bleak and melancholy landscape of evil and destruction, back to the experience of God as unconditional love? That's the problem I ask Christians. Do you trust that God loves you? Everybody says, oh yes, I've known that for a long time. Then just watch the way they live. There's so much fear, so much anxiety, and so much self-hatred. The best definition of faith I ever heard was Paul Tillich when he said, "Faith is the courage to accept acceptance."
Meaning? Faith is a code to accept that Jesus knows my whole life story, every skeleton in my closet, every moment of sin, shame, dishonesty, degradedness darkening my past. Right now he knows my shallow faith, my feeble prayer life, my inconsistent discipleship, and he comes beside me and he says, I dare you to trust. I dare you to trust that I love you, just as you are and not as you should be, because you're never going to be as you should be."
