Saturday, November 28, 2009

That Thanksgiving...

this year was full of good things. Such as:
-screaming children
-happy children
-baby nieces (and by baby I mean toddler. I feel so old!)
-family. Notice the theme? ^
-rest and relaxation. Although I got little this weekend. But that's okay, I don't have much school left until Christmas break and I can recover from my mental exhaustion then. I will have a HUGE "End-of-Greek" party. You are ALL invited.
-NO MORE PINK EYE! THANK YOU LORD JESUS ON HIGH! Those eye drops nicked it in the bud on the first day but it's nice to be able to wear contacts AND those eye drops would make a really bad taste in my mouth (something about them somehow leaking into my sinus cavity and draining? Nasty to experience and explain.)
-FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD! HOT SAUSAGE AND MUSTARD! (NAME THAT MUSICAL FOR BONUS POINTS!) haha. The food was great. As usual, mom griped about how much cooking she did because she wouldn't let me do most of it. I did make the fruit salad, all three of the pies (from scratch! No pre-made pie crusts for MY apple pie!), cut the veggies for the dressing, de-boned the chicken for similar purposes, and... that's it?
-FIRST SUNDAY OF ADVENT! Okay, so it has nothing to do with Thanksgiving. But it's still the FIRST SUNDAY OF ADVENT, FOOLS!

And, as always, Thanksgiving brought a brief respite from school. Now the cramming begins!

I wanted to close this out with a funny youtube video, but nothing came to mind. I'll think of one my family loves and post it later.


Thursday, November 12, 2009


is difficult. Not necessarily the music, but actually being there. For chicks like me with "a problem that I'm not going to name but will refer you for another doctor for", it's a painful experience. (Speaking of painful experiences, my chin has healed up. Yay!)

Physically speaking, playing the violin can be a painful experience. We all know that when Brookie gets into a painful situation, she gets frustrated and annoyed. Not good!

I feel like the director and I don't communicate well. Scratch that, I think that he doesn't communicate well with us. "Shh!" can only carry so many meanings, and when I'm sitting in a chair, trying to focus on playing Haydn, I can't also try to READ YOUR MIND. "Use your words like a big boy clone!" (NAME THAT MOVIE!)

Rehearsals are long. I'm used to long rehearsals for theatre events, but not orchestra (at least, I'm used to sitting there that long rehearsing, but not twice a week).
It's a large chunk of time, and for someone with the previous problems that I listed, it's exhausting. And I could get a job and make more money than the music scholarship given men to sit there. I don't even LIKE orchestra that much, do I? Or am I so blinded my my annoyance with this situation that I am projecting it onto orchestra in general?

I spoke to my piano teacher yesterday during our lesson and told her pretty much what I just said up there. I was nearly reduced to tears because she listened. Definitely not used to adults listening to me, even if I'm an adult also. She recommended that I speak to the director of the music program here and that we can try to work something out. She said that even though it's not documented yet (WHICH IS THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE, PEOPLE! Please just give me a diagnosis so I can say I have "this" instead of "A lot of things that sound like random complaints") we can probably work something out that doesn't include orchestra. Also, she recommended that I speak to the orchestra director and tell him what's going on and see if we can't work out something like letting me get up and move from time to time during the rehearsal and see if that doesn't help.

More than anything, this is just a bunch of angst. I have gotten so frustrated with this whole situation, I'm just ready to see if crash and burn. If not for the fact that I probably couldn't get or afford the private lessons that I want to take at school without the music scholarship that I have, I would quit altogether. And for those of you who know me, that's a big deal... because Brookie doesn't just give up. I plug at it until the job is done, but in this case I'm about near a breaking point. So please, pray for me! And if I fall apart, please help me pull myself together.

God's Peace,

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

EMERGENCY POST, will be deleted later on.

Emergency post no longer necessary, everything has been worked out. Thank you for your prayers!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I have a problem

climbing up stairs. Really. I can't do it without tripping, it seems, and my problem has landed me at the doctor's office (PUN!).

What broke my fall, you might ask? Well, dear reader, nothing other than my chin. Click on "my chin" for the picture of the incredible bruise that I got. That battle wound story is almost lamer than the time I dislocated my knee (sitting in a chair. Yes. I know. get the laughter out now.)

Wish me luck in my future stair climbing endeavors! Also, wish me luck in writing a blog post about something other than seriously injuring myself. (You can laugh there. I certainly am!)

God's peace,