This past weekend we went to the GMEA convention down in Savannah. It was...interesting. Thursday night was fun. We went to Kevin Barry's Pub for dinner, where most of the people who we were with got drunk, then Whitney, Natascha and I went to Wet Willie's where they proceeded to get even more drunk. What does drunk+moredrinks+bar+night=? Nasty ass middle aged men who are desperate enough to hit on someone two times younger than them. Yes, we were approached by some of those. It was nasty. When they told us how old they are, I almost blurted out, "Dude, I was in the 5th grade when you were a freshmen in college." But I contained myself. But when they invited themselves over to our table and started hitting on Whitney and Natascha (even after the girls told them that they were happily taken) and wouldn't leave, it got a little scary. So I called Diane and Liz to come pick us up. They said they'd come asap. Meanwhile, I HAD to cuss out those guys. So I told them they were pathetic losers who couldn't find girls who were their own age so they had to hit on some who were starting to grow their first teeth when THEIR first pubic hairs were growing. Fortunately, we were rescued just in time. We didn't end up on the back of a milk carton afterall. So yeah...EXCITING.
Being 21 in Savannah is fun.

Today was one of those days. I didn't want to do anything. All I really wanted to do was to sit on my ass and watch tv. Unfortunately, I had a full day, which included a violin lesson, chamber rehearsal and 6 hours of teaching. The chamber part wasn't so bad. We're playing Mendelssohn Octet. It's gonna be fun..hehehe...
My lesson on the other hand, wasn't so good. I haven't practiced in like a month or something like that, and my teacher was definitely disappointed and/or disgusted.
In Music History, Dr. Orr was asking weird questions that aren't really that hard to answer, but it is just because he's one of the scariest teachers in the world. After we listened to Haydn's Surprise Symphony (which really scared me when it got to the surprise part b/c I forgot about the surprise...stupid...), he asked what was wrong with the performance of the group. He first asked this girl, then he asked me, and of course I was like half asleep b/c Haydn's probably one of the most boring composers EVER, so I was like, "What the..." But then, I opened my mouth and said "duhhh...Haydn always makes me sleepy...(drool, drool)" So now, I'm sure he thinks of me as even more of a moron than he did last year. Great...something to look forward to for the rest of the semester. Hmm...I gotta pee.

Today is Sunday. We all know what that means - church time. I've been to church every Sunday of my life, give or take a few times when I was on a school trip. It's definitely a good thing to go to, but I don't think it should be something forced on people. That's kinda how I feel we grew up. I feel like religion was forced on us, rather than something we did by choice. I mean, not that I don't like church or don't believe in God or anything. I just think that something this big and life-altering should be something you do because you want to, not because you have to. I say that now, but I know that when I have kids, they're probably not going to have a choice in whether they go to church on Sundays or not. Oh god...I can see myself turning into my mother already...

Andrew, I love you more than anything. You mean the world to me. Sweet dreams tonight, I'll see you tomorrow :)

It's 1:55 am. I can't sleep. It's not just that I can't sleep, I'm WIDE AWAKE. I wish Andrew was awake. I wanna talk to him right now. I feel like I didn't even see him today. It's going to be like that this semester on Tuesdays and Thursdays - very different from the past year and a half. We're so used to being with each other every waking moment of our day...this is going to be a big change.
I'm turning 21 next Friday. In some ways, it's exciting, in others, it's kinda frightening. I mean, who ever thought that I would be 21? I mean, not that I thought I'd never turn 21 (although I did go through most of high school thinking that I was going to die before I turned 20). It's just weird thinking about being 21. I feel like just yesterday I was dreaming about the day I turned 16, reading Sweet Valley High books, wishing I was one of the twins. But now I'm older than the Sweet Valley High twins. On top of feeling like I'm growing up too fast, I'm due to graduate in a year. Yeah, perfect timing. I feel almost overwhelmed with feeling like I have no control of my life. Yees...just what I needed.
On a brighter note, I saw Chicago tonight. It's a great show, everyone see it. It rightfully deserves every Golden Globe nomination it got last week. I mean, come on...Richard Gere and Catherine Zeta-Jones are in it for cryin' out loud...they're hot!