thinking up
November 12, 2003 at 11:42 a.m.
random funniness that my must share from a recent converstion with a buddy of mine:
Me: Men are emotionally constipated!!
Him: And you, Reva, are the ExLax!!
heehee - so true:)
Whew!!!
I am so overwhelmed lately with all life is throwing at me. A situation this weekend where I knew I'd end up feeling none to good, roomates leaving nasty notes on the fridge for me instead of actually talking to me, mean orchestra conductor, car woes, and then today, a fever and a swimming class with a crazy teacher who insisted we swim through the rain.
And you know what? Because of that one psycho teacher, I feel good. Don't know where it came from, but it did. A little physical activity - 40 freaking lengths of the pool, and I'm thinking clearly again.
Monday I was at school working my arse off into the late hours, and when I finally made it back to my car after a 13-hour day, I had a flat tire AND my spare had a nail in it. ??
Yesterday there was no school because of Veteran's Day, but I have no class on Tuesday so it just meant lots of work to be done as usual. As I was sitting in my practice room, the weight of all that is happening was on my chest and I just couldn't breathe.... untill somehow something clicked and I started playing really well, writing music like fiend.
Maybe I think ASU was a mistake sometimes, but I had to get a masters. I wasn't done learning, I wasn't good enough yet, and I knew it. And even though everything around this place is as harsh as the cactus all over this state, I'm getting to be as good as I needed. That's why I came to ASU.
And I'm getting better all the time.
And as I was swimming my 40 lengths of the pool today with a sore throat in the rain, I started seeing things as they really are... odd huh? But you know how you rarely look in the mirror and see what's really there? We always have a bit of a skewed image... okay, maybe it's just me.
I suddenly felt bad for my roomates. I know they are not so nice to me, but there are reasons, I'm sure. I have so much more to my life than that house - soon, a nice beautiful NEW house with a grand piano and the prettiest floors and a yard and the nicest roomate...!!!!
And they'll still be in that house, bickering and complaining about something else.
I felt so good again about what I've been able to do in my life... I've seen the world, I've made a bit of a name for myself in my field, I've written my own music, I've sung and played my own songs and have even watched as the people I love sat by me, singing the same songs.
These last few days and the next few will be a ittle dark, but in a week and a half my mom and dad will be here, giving me HUGE hugs and moving me into the nicest new place where I won't feel sick at the end of the day because I have to go home - I'll have a nice yard and a smile, too.
I think I'm starting to see the merits in having someone nice to come home to.
Funny that.
SUPERCRACK is counting down to THANKSGIVING, but she's going to start the thanking early, mmhmmm