sarah really hasn’t practiced in the last 2 weeks.

sarah feels guilty about this.

she has things she has to work on over the summer.

but she feels even more guilty that she doesn’t want to practice.

but she actually does want to practice – at least part of her does.

sarah really needs to practice.

oh my. why am i so complicated and… musician-ish?

while i have been not practicing, i’ve been doing things like going to lots of graduation events and sleeping in scandalously late (the sad thing is, i try to get up earlier. but i keep doing that thing where you see what time it is and think ‘i’ve got to wake up,’ and start to get up, but next thing you know you’re waking up again and it’s almost noon. what’s up with that?). i’ve also been doing massive cleaning and organizing of all my stuff. i’ve decided that going through a very cluttered room is a lot like what i go through when writing a big paper. there’s so many little things, and you don’t know where to start. it’s very frustrating, but i’m slowly getting my way-too-many wordly possessions downsized.

all the graduation things lately have got me thinking about my graduation (which will hopefully only be 3 years from now) from *gulp* college. that just sounds scary. three years is not very long at all, and i know it will be here very quickly. yikes.

so i guess i better get practicing…

but i think in some ways it turned out to be something of a ‘day of rest’…

it was one of those mornings. you know, the ones where you get up but you’re still 100% asleep, feeling like you have been run over by several trucks and left in some really dense fog. ok, that’s melodramatic. i stayed up until 2-ish a.m., so it’s my fault.

now, the indoor/outdoor cat had been ‘gone’ for a day. this morning she was heard in the attic, but was too scared to come down the stairs. i tried coaxing her in many ways, but she still wouldn’t come down or even let me grab her and carry her down. at this point, it was time to leave for church, so my parents left (i really didn’t want to not go to church) and i was left to continue the cat rescue. eventually i got her to come down outside through an attic vent – and she apparently had no problem flying/leaping/falling to the ground (it would have made a great LOLcats shot) as i was trying to drag the patio table over for her to land on (but of course she couldn’t wait). it was a fiasco, definitely, but the meanhead (that is her name, btw) is recovered.

after that, i decided to meander over to the piano. first i started practicing my mozart piano concerto (heh… it’s getting better), but i wasn’t in the mood for that. i practiced sight singing for a while, but that was depressing (it’s one thing to sing; it’s another thing to try to hit all the right pitches of a melody you’ve never heard with no help from any instruments). so i began digging around and found a bunch of simple (but nice) arrangements of Christmas songs. i played some of the good ones: What Child is This, O Come All Ye Faithful, O Holy Night, etc. these songs aren’t just ‘Christmas songs’ at all. in fact, i like them better when it’s not Christmas. it’s almost as if you can appreciate their message more when it’s not ‘the Christmas season.’ first of all, we don’t know when Christ was born, and his coming to earth is something that should be celebrated all year long. second, the songs are pretty much ruined during Christmas because you hear the same ones 298032 times as the soundtrack of the commercialized, hurried, stressful ‘most wonderful time of the year.’ conclusion: good Christmas music isn’t just for Christmas. and it was nice being alone in the house, playing these songs and thinking about them. not a bad way to spend a sunday morning.

ugh, i need to get to work on my program notes paper.

but that’s life…

[BTW: i wrote this on monday, even saved the draft, but never posted it. so, basically, this is old information...] 

even if it hasn’t gotten off to the greatest start. theory class in the morning with not much sleep = sarah not being able to spell a diminished seventh chord out loud in class. (there’s some music terms for you!) but, it’s easy to make a mistake in what you say when you’re not playing or writing it…

 anyway, so i had a good weekend. i got my hair cut finally. i got to catch up with a friend i haven’t seen in a while. i got most of my homework done. i got to see adrienne, who was there when i was creeped out by a james mcavoy look-alike (cr-reepy – but funny) who kept standing next to me even though he was sitting 4 or 5 chairs away from me at a “concert” that was more like a really great (seriously, it was) time of worship lead by this guy. i also got to visit adrienne’s church on Sunday, which we have been talking about doing for just about ever. (oh yes, and don’t forget staying up till 3 + the time change!) i also went to my old dance school’s fundraiser, which was a little weird, but it was cool to see some people there who i haven’t seen in some time…