Impulsive/Compulsive/Insane

I've got a musical week coming up

2012-03-08T08:36:00.003-08:00

Well, it's already going on.

See, there's a composition challenge that was supposed to have started Tuesday, but no one told me, so omg I have to have the song written by tomorrow at noon. I'm FREAKING out. I am horrible at writing music as it is... Well, not horrible, but it is a definite process, yo. So, I must get on that.

Also, tomorrow I'm heading up to St. Louis area to visit a friend and he's my music performer friend and I'm pretty sure he's got a concert going on Friday night, so I'll get to hear that, so excite.

Then that contest piece will be performed on the contest concert on Sunday. So, I've got to go to that concert and hear everyone's stuff. I've done this contest for the last 4 years, every year since it started. I have yet to even place. My songs aren't bad, they're just not what the judges are looking for, I guess.

Then, Monday is a recital/master class and I signed up to be one of the students. :) I’m meeting with my accompanist later today to figure out what we’re gonna sing, and I’m excited because it’s a tenor, Derek Chester. I like working with men. That’s probably weird, but men are usually more straight forward about what you gotta do, and I want to know how to sing like a goddess, so bring it. There’s also master classes and recitals Tuesday - Thursday, and I kind of said I’d be at all of them, so yaye. But I’m only a singer at the Monday one.

On Wednesday at 2, I have a composition lesson with the guest composer Darcy James Argue, another man. I’m going to bring in all my music, probably show him my choral works more than my vocal solos because they’re mostly shit. I’m bad with instruments, and I am great with voices. We’ll just leave it at that.

Then Wednesday Night is another Composition concert. (I forgot to mention there is one every night Sun-Wed, and the singing stuff is all in the morning.) I’m going to be performing on that concert, along with my friend Elgin and one of the faculty the song I just finished last night/really early this morning for voice, flute, and harp entitled “My Heart is Heavy.” It’s a Sara Teasdale poem and I took some liberties with it I probably shouldn’t have, but it’s really pretty~ So, performing that. I was going to have friend perform a choral work I had written, but I couldn’t get enough singers, so I’m performing this instead. Very last minute. Not even on the program.

Then, the best part of all is that Friday night, I will sadly be missing Supernatural, but I’ll be seeing KANSAS. Yes, Carry On My Wayward Kansas. The best part? It’s literally across the street. You think I’m kidding, but no. The performance hall is actually, really right across the street. The perks of living on campus. I’m still really jealous of my peers that are in the symphony that will be performing with them, but I’m going, and I am sofa king excited.

So, that’s my life.

Life is my Journey

2012-03-06T12:03:00.002-08:00

I've been looking at graduate programs for vocal performance in California. Because I want to live at least a while in California. I've been looking all over, really, but I'm really liking what I see in Cali. So close to LA, in LA... The cost of living may be high, but I'm thinking life could be different there. I know people, my stepfather knows people, we could probably get me situated really quick.

I don't know how my friends are going to handle me living so far away, but I'm hoping it's the same as what I'll be feeling, which is I'll be missing them a lot. I feel things pretty intensely, I blame the internet, but I really do, and I know I will be missing them every day, but I can do anything, and what I want is to sing.

I have my eyes set on the classical vocal performance Grammy. Even being nominated would be beautiful, but winning it, I would just DIE.

So, there are some things I need to start doing:

~taking care of myself. I skip a few daily hygiene things (brushing my teeth) which I end up telling myself I need to do it, so I do for a week and then I just start forgetting again and then it just doesn't happen until the next time I tell myself, "let's do this!" Another part of this is really eating healthy and exercising. I'll need to be on the top of my game for this career path, so I had best get on it.

~PRACTICING DAILY. The only way I'm going to get to the level of awesome it takes to be a Grammy winning fierce bitch, is to get myself in gear and practice my instrument daily. I used to do this in high school, my senior year, although I now know that I had some horrible habits back then and I'm surprised I can still sing with the level of damage that shit should have done, but luckily did not. I've learned the skills to being a fantastic singer, and the only way to make them work is to use them... so, yeah.

~Stepping back from my internet addiction. What? Yes. When I'm not doing something in class or with friends, I'm online doing absolutely nothing to a level that is entirely unhealthy and wastes so much time. And even when I'm with friends, I'm on my phone checking the internet. I just need to stop that shit. I need to set aside time per day where I do not get on the internet, because it's ridiculous how codependent I am upon it. Which I guess stems back to my need for constant approval. It's a thing.

~Stepping out of my shell. I'm shy. I know that people that know me think that is ridiculous, and the vlogs and the blog posts suggest otherwise, but I really am. I can't deal with new people for quite some time. I spent the first month of my friendship with the people I am best friends with now sitting quietly and observing. The good news is that I am getting better, but I just really don't do forceful, confident interactions with randoms. It's something I'm going to have to do if I want to make music my career...

I know I have a lot to work on, but with my quiet ambition (Pottermore tells me I am a Slytherin) I will make my dreams a reality. And I hear I have the talent, so that doesn't hurt.

So, here goes.

music major opinions

2012-02-13T06:38:00.000-08:00

I really don't know how to feel about Adele. Especially her winning so many Grammys and not really having sung much in the last year considering all of her vocal problems, which typically come from technique issues and she doesn't seemed to have changed tactics.

I like Adele. Yes, the girl can sing, but do you know what she could sound like? I'd piss myself if I ever got to hear it. She would sound so much better with a little more technique, and oh god, if we got her to sing something more classical? I would just probably die.

I guess being with my voice teacher and getting the potential I have ripped up from within me, and seeing myself and going, "Why would I ever go back?" has taught me to be expecting more from everyone, especially vocally. And I guess everyone will just like a pretty voice but few of us know what it could become, and that's where I find my difficulties with Adele's voice.

This might seem like bragging, but I don't really do that.

2012-02-01T17:46:00.000-08:00

So, I know that I'm a good singer. I've always known that somehow I have a talent, and in middle school and high school I would get compliments, but I knew I could sing.

Son now I'm in college in my final semesters and I have to put on my recital as a demonstration that I'm actually learning how to sing and use my voice, even if it's not the best voice.

Well, apparently mine is one of the best. My voice teacher sang in Carnegie hall and he told me that I could do that if I put enough dedication into my voice because I have the voice to do it, I just need to really learn how to use it.

And so my recital hearing, which tells the faculty that I'm ready for a recital and they approve or not, is tomorrow. I have to sing 3-6 songs from my repertoire and I'm stressed about some of them. Then in 2 weeks is my recital.

Well, tonight I sang at Voice Area, a monthly recital where random students can sing. I sang Purcell's Sweeter Than Roses and I completely fucked up on stage, but at least 3/4ths of it sounded fantastic. I felt really really good about most of the song, but I was a measure behind and I was counting so I have no idea what the fuck happened. Anyway, someone just messaged me and said that I was really good. I wasn't expecting anyone to say anything.

Then, last week, I sang the same song at studio, where my studio meets up and some people sing and showcase themselves and get experience singing in front of others. Well, I sang and so did three other people, one of which was a graduate student that just got into UMKC's doctoral program, and who I have always thought has an amazing voice. Someone told me that I was the best singer that day. I don't believe this is possible.

I just can't believe that I'm considered top. I've always fantasized about being one of the best singers in the program here, but I never thought it would actually happen, I mean, I fantasized it. My fantasies never come true.

So, I guess because of this, I'm considering getting a masters degree in vocal performance. Who knows what I could do?

The "friendzone."

2012-01-25T09:56:00.000-08:00

I came across a quote on tumblr, and it really pissed me off.

“Slut” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “yes”. “Friendzone” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “no”

My problem with this statement is the friendzone. I really have a problem with people getting mad over people complaining about being friendzoned. It’s happened to me on most occasions that I asked a guy out, because believe me, I’ve never been asked out, and I’ve asked like 12 guys out lifetime. I stopped, because one can only take so much rejection. In fact, the last time, I was friendzoned so bad, that we’re still friends, and he and I still do stupid cutesy couples things and my heart breaks again and again.

I think what everyone is seeing is that guy that calls his friend a bitch because she “led him on.” Let me tell you, that’s how it works. You think that you’re on the path to more than friends. And guys do it, too. They hold your hand and go with you to movies and dinner, but you’re not dating, you’re just friends. You want to take it to the next level? Nope. We’re just friends. It’s seriously painful. Just because you have an existing friend relationship with this person, they don’t want you. But they’re perfectly fine “dating” you without the benefits. You can’t blame someone for being mad at this.

I have another aspect, this one is where you meet someone, and you know immediately that you want to date them, that you think being with them would be just grand. So, you start hanging out with them to get to know them some more and then you finally drop the question of going on a date. They say no, but we can still be friends. You like them, you really do, but you’ve been wanting more from the start. I’ve seen this happen, and it’s depressing.

I think it’s amazing that anyone in this situation can still be friends with the person that turned them down. It’s a painful place to be, you’re always wondering what could have been. And you can sit there and say “get over it, she doesn’t like you” or what have you, but the fact of the matter is, the heart wants what the heart wants, so I suggest you get off your pedestal and let these people mope.I’ve once seen someone say something to the effect of “if you aren’t happy just being my friend then you don’t deserve my vagina.” That made me mad, too. That’s getting more mad at someone who is unhappy because you made them unhappy because you don’t want them for whatever reason. They have significant feelings for you, and you just don’t.

I understand that it is awkward for the person that had to friendzone someone. I know, I have kind of done it myself. And I saw what my friend was going through when I asked him out. And believe me, part of me is still mad about that, but I can see why the other side is like “suck it up.”

If someone doesn’t want you, you can’t do anything about that but walk away. But if your friend doesn’t want you, you can’t just walk away.

2012 ~ The start of something new

2012-01-18T00:10:00.001-08:00

Every year just before the new year starts, everyone makes a list of resolutions of things that they're going to do for the new year. I usually did that. Hell, I even made lists of Summer Goals every summer. This year, I didn't. I kept thinking about making the list, but I never did. The new year came, and a few days went by and I decided that I wanted the resolution to eat/be healthier. I want to be healthier because I have so many health problems and risks and I'm just sick of them, so I'm going to really settle down into eating better and taking the long way to class and such. More days went by and I read some random acts of kindness, not just ones from Random Acts, but just people being kind and awesome to other people. I resolved to want to be more like that this year, and hopefully each year after that. I want people to be united in kindness and compassion for one another, and to quote Dr. Suess: "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not." And I now find myself with books in my hands, and the familiarity of devouring them in my younger years. I read all the time, and not fanfiction, actual books, so many I can barely remember titles. Now-a-days I mostly just read insane amounts of fanfic and some of it is novel quality. Much of it, not so much. And as much as I like reading it, I'm certain the smut is rotting my brain. So, I'm finding myself adding again to the list: read more books. Novels. Actual things that will help me be a better teacher, student, person.

The point I'm trying to make is, that most people are usually giving up on new years resolutions at this point, and me...

I'm just getting started.

Are you ready for this? Because it’s fucking unbelievable.

2010-10-31T10:13:00.000-07:00

Are you ready for this? Because it’s fucking unbelievable.

Anyway, I moved into my dorm with 11 cans of ravioli, 2 cans of spaghetti, and 1 can of beef-a-roni. I know this, because I fucking hate beef-a-roni, and it must have gotten into my cans be mistake after shopping with my grandma. Anyway, I ate ravioli like every other day, and one day on the second or third week I came in and looked up at my Chef cabinet (‘cause this was the good shit, name brand), and it somehow looked bare. So, I counted and noticed that both my spaghetti and beef-a-roni were missing. Well, I ate one spaghetti previously, but I know that I didn’t eat the other two things. I kept quite about it, since I don’t like confrontation, and my Chef and ramen (which also started missing) were lasting me, so I was fine.

A week or so later, of my roommates came back into my room and asked if I had seen her bacon. Bacon is srs bsns. I had not. She asked around more and no one has seen it. She put up a missing poster on the fridge in a fit of passive aggression -which I liked - and from then on I knew that I was not alone in this endeavor.

Then, I decided to go shopping. I went all kinds of crazy since this dorm has a kitchen in my room. A full kitchen. I bought a bag of chicken breasts, turkey bacon, boxes of stuffing and instant potatoes, rice and noodle sides and more ravioli(the off-brand this kind because the earlier batch was from a fuck-awesome sale). I was all kinds of excited, but also, I was very cautious, since someone was stealing my shit. I though, “I’ll put my name on everything, in case no one knew before that my stuff is not communal.” And so I did. On every item I wrote my name in blue permanent marker and put everything away.

It was going good. That first week, nothing seemed to be missing. I was excited, thinking I stopped the thievery. Then, one night I came home from class and there was discussion in the kitchen. One of my suitemates (I should probably mention that I live with 4 other girls, 2 are roommates and 2 are suitemates) was missing chicken - as in someone opened her chicken and took like six pieces out. Yeah. Also, my roommate was missing something, and I quickly ran to my cabinet, and recounted my items. My teriyaki noodles were gone.

Another morning I was studying with a friend that I brought to our room, and I decided I wanted some of my spinach dip and crackers. So I went to my room, where I kept them on my desk, and grabbed the box. Now, in a box of crackers, there are three rolls of crackers. Three. And of course, I knew I ate one roll, but I did not expect only one roll to be chillin’ in that box. I voiced my concern about this, because it was in my room, but at this point, we had no one to blame, and so I blamed a ghost, since other crazy things were happening as well.

After the teriyaki noodle disappearance, I - and the rest of the room - made an effort to lock the front door. We told our R.A. and he informed the Hall Director, and by Fall Break (a nice extended weekend Thurs-Sun), they decided to change our lock core. I was excited, since the other lock was a bit shifty. So, new locks, and a hastily written note [you and I both know you don’t belong here, close this cabinet and go] I felt good enough to go home and leave my food behind. Although, another suitemate voiced her concern that it was definitely an inside job.

Meaning I trust these girls, but one of them is a liar.

Anyway, after this point, nothing was missing, it was out in the open and everything was fine.

Wrong.

Two weeks of safety, and then I decided one glorious weekday morning that I was in the mood for some turkey bacon. I had of course eaten some of it, so it was open, but when I looked in that freezer, there was no package of bacon. None. If bacon was srs bsns, turkey bacon was v srs bsns. When my roommate whose bacon was previously missing came back from class, I told her or my distraught. We had all thought it was over, but no. She checked her items, and someone had ransacked her drawer in the fridge, and taken some cheese and spilled olive juice on her apples. D:

Together, we compiled a note, and then a suitemate came in, and noted that the tray of wantons in the fridge was full the night before. Also, she had just bought candy (kitkats and reeses) the night before and it was now open, and some was missing. Speaking of which, the roommate who was working on the note, found a kit-kat wrapper at her desk and was like “what the hell”. She doesn’t like those. Also, the trash had been taken out that morning.

We had all decided at this point that there is one girl who does not check out: My other roommate. She’s been heard banging around in the kitchen at night, and my other suitemate had found her with food had cooked strewn across the kitchen early that morning, which she had cleaned up by the time that I got up.

(She is currently sitting across the room from me, and I’m a little stressed.)

This leads us to where we are currently. In need of an intervention, because this morning, I opened my cabinet, and I found a half-eaten muffin which came from my good roommates batch of muffins which someone had pigged out on last night since she was down from 11 to 4.

So this is my life. And I’m not sure what to do. I don’t like accusing people, but she’s highly likely to be it. I hope we figure this out soon.

I miss my fucking turkey bacon.

525,600 MINUTES

2010-05-11T21:16:00.000-07:00

So, my last Final of sophomore year is in the morning, I still have 2.5 years ahead of me in this college business, but I found something last year that I never dreamed I'd find.

I found people that I want to be around constantly. I found the best friends I've ever had. I love them all so much, and In two days, I will be separated from them by 106 miles. That doesn't seem like much, but I cannot afford the gas money to come up often.

I'm scared for the future, because I know that even though we want to keep in touch and all (and yes we have facebook, but I don't think that even that will suffice), that I will lose them all eventually. I'm not sure where I want to be in the future when I teach, but I fear that we will all not be near each other. I doubt so many music teachers can get jobs so close by. Even if we teach different grade levels.

Sometimes I stop to think and all of this comes crashing upon me, and I literally have to cry. I've become too attached to these people, and this summer, worse than last summer, is going to torture me.

This seems really lame, but I mean, you'd have to know what I've been through to know how I feel, and this is just... wow.

TALKING TO MYSELF IN PUBLIC, AND DODGING GLANCES ON THE TRAIN...

2009-08-27T12:32:00.000-07:00

So, am back at college, and didn't make Chamber. My schedule pretty much sucks. I go from one end of the campus to the other, and back again, and back again yet one more time EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY. Tuesdays get even worse, because I have to go back across one more time. Someone is getting me a bike, so I will be better next week, but 10 minutes for a 20 minute journey is not how I wanted my life to go. Just sayin'

So freaking happy to be back with my choir buddies, but depressed since I am not in a choir with them (so now our group name seems silly). We are getting Anna caught up on the Office. Such fantasticness.

Also, I think that if I could just be in Survey of Classroom Instruments all day, I would be really happy. Elementary ed. is rubbing off on me. Oh noes!

Right now, I want to kill things because my days suck so bad. And now for the next 3 weeks I have to carry my guitar around ALL DAY without a case or strap (especially since my guitar is broken in the strap front...).

I'm going job hunting again tomorrow (I only have 1 class, then convo, and I am done, so it's a good day) . I am so poor. I have so many expenses that fin aid can't cover, and I don't even get that money until like 4 weeks from now...

So yeah, that's what's going on with me.

SAVIN IT UP, SAVORING EVERY OUNCE OF SUNLIGHT

2009-07-01T13:42:00.001-07:00

So, yesterday was THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!

I woke up at 8:30am too excited to roll over and sleep anymore. I went down and went on my normal morning walk with my gma. Once we got back, I spent the next couple of hours freaking out and getting ready for the best day ever.

I had my shirt, I packed my bag. I was ready. No one else was. :(

We finally left the house at 12:45, embarking on the supposedly 1 hour trip to Chicago. Even this portion of the trip couldn't go right. We arrived at the Taste by 3:05pm. I was going to go stand in line at 3:30, after I had food. "If only I had gotten here earlier," I kept thinking, proceeding to the back of a line spanning the length of the pavilion, and looking over to BNL on the stage sound checking. This was magic in and of itself. I didn't have my camera at the ready, so I missed an improptu rap from Ed. I was terrified I wasn't even going to make it into the pavilion. Watching them from the screen would have been devastating. Or If I did, I was going to have to be in the back, and barely see them. I had waited for 7 years to see this band.

Finally, 5:00 came, and people started to trickle into the seating area. I was freaking out. People who had advance let in tickets already spanned front and center. As I went in, I saw the sign that said, no audio/video recording. I was taken aback, but I figured, if the event staff can't seee it happenening, what are they going to do? Plus, some of them are imcompetant and wouldn't even care/know it's wrong. It didn't stop me from getting spaztic everytime they came down the aisle...

Speaking of aisle, when I finally made it though the hand stamp and bag search, I dashed down toward the front, spotting an aisle seat on row 11. PERFECT VIEW OF THE STAGE! Not too far away, I could see it all.

The shoe finally started at 5:40pm or so, and the Ladies came out and immediately launched into "Get in Line." I was in total awe. I had heard live shows in recording, and watched vids, but being there, it was different. It just was something else.

And they played 4 of the new songs they been in the studio recording up until Friday. It was amazing to get to hear these songs, and see that BNL is just fine without Steve. I knew they would. Something most (ex) fans don't understand is that Steve, even as a co-founding member was only 1/5 of the band. And these new songs, especially "How Long" and "Summertime" are their most rockin' songs yet. I think Summertime will definitely be my summer jam. <3

I think my highlight, though, would have to been Kevin Hearn singing "Sound of your Voice," live, right there in front of me. I think that is easily my favorite song from them, I have like 6 versions of it on my ipod.

When they had "finished," and took a bow after a really awesome version of "If I had a Million Dollars," I ran up the aisle and took some pics of them bowing and waving. After they left, a sound guy came out and waved at us to keep cheering, then disappeared after them. BNL came back out a few seconds later, and launched into "What a Good Boy." One of my top favorite songs by BNL, and that Steve usually sings. Ed nailed it. They finished again with "One Little Slip," the song they had wrote for the movie "Chicken Little." I dashed up towards the stage again for last minute picks, and they left.

Something I was not expecting, Ed came back out and said that they would be taking pics, autographs and trying to meet as many of us as they could. I had to find this table, and asked like 3 even staffers, finally asking the Mayor-lady that brought them to the Taste. Yes, I talked to a very important Chicagoian figure, and all I wanted to know was where to go for BNL. she pointedd out the table, and there was already a crowded line. I was scared now that I would be wasting time and that they'd be gone by the time I got to the front. I was in line behind a girl who had gone on one of the cruises, and a fair few drunks. Behind me, a woman and her son, and may others. In my journey to the front, I misplaced my $20 bill. >.< so there was no getting the awesome Snacktime book for me, for them to sign. Luckily I had a map of the Taste that I was going to keep anyway, since it displayed that the Ladies were playing... I heard fun stories from the fans around me. In this line, though, was theother highlight of my day. As it is Chicago, and there is Lake Michigan RIGHT THERE, there were Seagully birds flying all about. One shit on my head.

When I finally got to the front of the line. Ed took my map and signed it, and I got my picture, and since I was alone, I had to take it on my own, and I kinda am really depressed that my head covered most of Ed, but he's in there! And I really love the picture I gotof them posing with one of the guys in front of me-I can cut him out. But this was so amazing. After my pic, I looked up and Jim Creeggan looked at me, and winked. then he said "How are you doing?" I was like, OMG, Jim is talking to me. This moment is framed in my mind FOREVER!

I wished that Kev would have looked up. I wanted him to know that the songs he writes are so good. He's an amazing songwriter, and I mean this. But, I collected my map and left in a daze.

THE BRAVEST THING I'VE EVER DONE...

2009-06-02T12:17:00.000-07:00

I have managed to make a blog post everyday so far. Yes it's only day 3, but I doubt I can continue on this way for long. I have a Yard sale coming up, and I should be home going through my shit for that, I wonder if mom is. I'm excited to sell my shit and get money.

So, recently, especially after watching Eagle Eye (which I liked to the extreme!!) I have started liking Shia LaBeouf. lol This is just funny to me, since my former (EVIL) roommate had a crush on him, and I was like, "eh." But I entirely see the appeal...

>.<

I'm getting in my fill of vlogs. I freaking love Youtube, except when it denies me like it did last week. Right now I am watching McCain get Barack Rolled. Oh man, Rick Rolling is so much fun.

I also found MyLifeIsG which is gangsta... I think it's pretty hilarious. there are now all these fml, mlia, mlig sites and I got rejected from fml. I think my story was pretty embarrassing, but it was apparently not sex-crazed enough.

I think I like seeing the vlogs and blogs and such beacuse I like this side of human nature. this is reality. Not those shit shows on MTV. I watch them every now and again, because my mom thrives on them, and I get so pissed at the fake people that think it's okay to be like that on tv or at all.

bleh.

I NEED A HERO!

2009-06-01T08:59:00.000-07:00

holdin' out for a hero til the morning light.

ok, so I am now taking Hero's Quest this summer so I don't lose my scholarship! cuz there is no way for me to not pass this! It's like about King Arthur and shiv. I can handle this. <3

Yay! now all I need to do is come up with $558 plus books. And I am sure I can find the books, yo. if I have to have my grandma stop by Springfield on the way back to her house (a major detour...) then we will, but I am sure any B&N would have them. They're classics. I'm also going to ask around on fb.

I can do this!

lol Here I am being all proud of myself... This is just getting weird.

OH, YOUTUBE, YOU SLAY ME

2009-05-31T17:48:00.000-07:00

mood: non-chalant

Yay, let's start a blog!

A secret Blog.

That only cool people will know about.

And by cool people, I mean Stalkers. ;D

Yeah. So I am keeping this secret for now, because I'm not even sure how I react to the thoughts in my head. And I don't share most of them with my friends. Or really anyone, but it should be fun to just let them out. I have a blog-thing on my desktop. It's called Notepad, and it's the greatest, but no one sees it. I think maybe I should share this shit from my head, since it just dies alone there in that notepad document.

So, today I found out that I will lose my scholarship if I do not obtain 1 more credit from MSU-SGF. *sigh* The problem with this is that I can't go there to take the course. I have to find out how to worm into a closed online course. I am e-mailing the crap out of the professors of the courses. I need the $2,250 a year.

I named this Blog from one of bnl's songs "Brian Wilson" It was written by Steven Page, whom is no longer a member of bnl, which makes me sad, but listening to the new fab four of bnl = <3
I must admit that as I don't have a twitter, and will not get one, it is "fun" to go to bnl's twitter and find out how they are doing while recording the new album. I'm watching Ed's Up, which is Ed's reality show that I just found out exists. It's pretty sweet.

And now I am really really bored with my life. I cannot wait to go to Waukegan. And get a job, and a license. Yes, I am 19 and still in need of a driver's license. Don't hate. I will also obtain a car, I hope. And life will be good.

Yes, indeed.