Swing, Swing, Swing
Currently Listening: Sing, Sing, Sing by Benny Goodman Band
I know something that I really want to do. This is not a whim. I know that it is often heard (among my "group" at least). But upon listening to this song, I am determined. Alas, a problem arises, who is one to take to the prom. I haven't the slightest idea, but I'm not going to get crazy over finding a date for the junior, nor senior prom. I'm going to sit back and play the situation by ear. But I will learn swing, if not for the senior prom, just for the hell of it. Just had to get it out. Hope you enjoy the randomness.
[Jazzy, Upbeat, Garr!]
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Monday, November 14, 2005
The Music Man
Well. The first set of performances of "The Music Man" which I was in, flew by. I mean really flew. Now I have to slowly assimilate back into my daily routine before the second set goes by and they're all over. I don't have any pictures because I don't have a damn camera. (but I will, starting today, hopefully, my Dad is coming home with a Canon Powershot SD400) So all the pictures that I will (and I better) have will be taken this coming weekend. Costume pictures and such. (I don't normally enjoy costume pictures, but I look like I'm straight out of "Newsies") These shows are so much fun (for lack of a more intricate and profound statement at the moment). The performances help with my "catharsis", if you will. They're a confidence booster, just like the martial arts aren't.
Sidenote: I take the martial arts (I do not take karate, tae-kwon-do is not karate, neither is judo or jiu jitsu, all of which I take in one combined form called "Heiho-Shin-Do") For as much as people rant and rave about it being a confidence booster, it really isn't. It's just a way for me to waste my breath and feel awkward for two hours a week.
So all zero of you who read this have your fill of me for a few days. I'm sure that I'll have a sketch and some nice photos by Sunday.
[Garr]
Well. The first set of performances of "The Music Man" which I was in, flew by. I mean really flew. Now I have to slowly assimilate back into my daily routine before the second set goes by and they're all over. I don't have any pictures because I don't have a damn camera. (but I will, starting today, hopefully, my Dad is coming home with a Canon Powershot SD400) So all the pictures that I will (and I better) have will be taken this coming weekend. Costume pictures and such. (I don't normally enjoy costume pictures, but I look like I'm straight out of "Newsies") These shows are so much fun (for lack of a more intricate and profound statement at the moment). The performances help with my "catharsis", if you will. They're a confidence booster, just like the martial arts aren't.
Sidenote: I take the martial arts (I do not take karate, tae-kwon-do is not karate, neither is judo or jiu jitsu, all of which I take in one combined form called "Heiho-Shin-Do") For as much as people rant and rave about it being a confidence booster, it really isn't. It's just a way for me to waste my breath and feel awkward for two hours a week.
So all zero of you who read this have your fill of me for a few days. I'm sure that I'll have a sketch and some nice photos by Sunday.
[Garr]
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Georgia on my Mind
I should be doing my homework, but I'm not. I haven't even put a sketch up for a while. I just had one post with overflowing emotions (I guess that's where people get off calling me "emo"). But I do have some stories to tell about Georgia. For all who don't know, I was in Georgia (Atlanta to be precise) for the "National Catholic Youth Conference". The theme was "Winds of Change" when it should have been called "Jump for Jesus" because it just seemed that shallow. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my faith, especially the masses at my school. (which can be blamed for my high standards for all other masses, my school spoiled me) But when I went to "NCYC" (The abbreviation rings in my head and makes me want to choke someone) I saw a group (18,000+) of some wierd catholic kids trying WAY TOO HARD to enjoy their faith. Maybe this was the church trying desparately to reach out to the uninterested youth. (When I say uninterested I mean, the kind that found the television in the bathroom of the Georgia Dome and watched TV instead of go to mass.) More later, I'm being summoned by my master.
I should be doing my homework, but I'm not. I haven't even put a sketch up for a while. I just had one post with overflowing emotions (I guess that's where people get off calling me "emo"). But I do have some stories to tell about Georgia. For all who don't know, I was in Georgia (Atlanta to be precise) for the "National Catholic Youth Conference". The theme was "Winds of Change" when it should have been called "Jump for Jesus" because it just seemed that shallow. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my faith, especially the masses at my school. (which can be blamed for my high standards for all other masses, my school spoiled me) But when I went to "NCYC" (The abbreviation rings in my head and makes me want to choke someone) I saw a group (18,000+) of some wierd catholic kids trying WAY TOO HARD to enjoy their faith. Maybe this was the church trying desparately to reach out to the uninterested youth. (When I say uninterested I mean, the kind that found the television in the bathroom of the Georgia Dome and watched TV instead of go to mass.) More later, I'm being summoned by my master.
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