Short and Sweet - like most of my friends.

So i confess that i love chick flicks. . . and is this not the biggest chick flick to ever happen -ever-? Count me the fuck in..



Ah..almost forgot..went bowling a couple of weeks ago..The theme was STDs..

Serenade

So i've fallen completely in love with Schubert's "Ständchen" ..meaning "Serenade" auf Deutsch.. i bought the sheet music so that one of the four musical genuises that float around Armijo can play it for me while i'm sitting at my desk contemplating life. It is seriously awesome teaching at Armijo and knowing the kids the way that i do. We have four -used to be five before one graduated- kids who are exceptional pianists. It's kind of crazy, they can play ANYTHING and can sight read just about anything on the spot no problem. i even had one incident where i had a Chopin song i wanted them to play, but no sheet music. So he listened to it on my iPod and then was able to learn it. i alwasy tell them that they are the reason that my children will learn the piano when they are young, even if they hate it. In the event you feel like listening to this song here's a youtube video. i wish i could find the string version of it, i like it a bit better.

If everything seems to go wrong... turn around. You're probably facing the wrong way.

Last night was the first night in ten days that i have slept in my own bed. It didn't feel odd or different at all, which slightly bothered me when i turned the lights off. i feel like in a past life that i must have been a nomad of some sort - because i cannot stand the idea of staying in one place for so long. i hate falling into routines that last longer than a year. It drives me crazy. Truly. i have to go and get a second job sometime this week. i've been putting it off for the past month and a half-ish. But now that i'm not going to Solano this semester due to their shaky accreditation i'm going to have a bit more free time. Even though i'm hella mad because i really only needed one more class there. Oh, the dreaded speech class that i have put off until the last possible semester that it can be taken. i spent Christmas break loafing around the house for a few days, and then after Christmas i housesat for my mother. One night i went out drinking and carousing the town with some friends and we went back to my mom's house to hang out for an hour before we all retired to bed. While there i engaged in a semi-drunken conversation talking abouthow bored with life i'd been for the past few months. Hadn't gone anywhere because, well i couldn't *school, work, money, life, age, etc.*. Then Louise said to me, "well, let's go to San Diego tomorrow". At first i dismissed it because it was so spur of the moment, and people don't do that sort of thing at my age anymore. But after some semi-drunken thinking about the whole thing i came up with the thought that it was a fantastic idea, something that i truly needed because of the slump i had found myself in. So after waking up the next day kinda hungover i packed a bag and drove down to SoCal. Spent New Years Eve in Disneyland, another day in San Diego, and then another in Old Town San Diego, and then the next day we drove home. It was sort of amazing. New Years Eve in Disneyland was a fucking blast, they handed out party top hats and horns and the park wasn't even really all that packed considering the 70 degree weather and holiday season. Good god i hope that when i die my ghost makes it to Disneyland. Spending an eternity there would never be enough for me. As a 23 year old woman i can say that Disneyland is still my favorite place in the world to be. On the way back San diego i got a phone call from my mom telling me that while i was gone my sister in law, Elizabeth had a stroke.



i am never going on vacation again.