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I guess that should be obvious from my lack of posts since Wednesday. I suppose there are things I could say, but I have written them in my journal off-line or discussed them with people already, which makes it less necessary for me to "express" stuff on LJ. And that is why you haven't been "blessed" with my posts for a few days.=D Time to leave for Youth Choir is drawing near...and I'll have to make a break for AWANA right in the middle of Youth Group...but that is my Sunday life for the rest of the school year, so I had better get used to it. I haven't figured out whether I'm AWANA "staff" or not since all I do is play the piano, basically. That's certainly something, but it's not directly involved with the kids, so I don't know. It does occupy time, so I guess it does count...but sitting down when they asked AWANA staff to stand was easier. LOL! So, um, I'll pretend I'm not "staff," that I'm just the piano girl.

Oh, I have also been practicing music for the Youth and Children's choirs. I'm excited that my practice is finally paying off and I'm now able to play through a couple of pieces pretty well. I'm always amazed at what consistent practice does for a piece...which is pretty sad, since I have been playing the piano for almost eight years now. =\ And I still haven't gotten into practicing scales, unfortunately.

But this is a really stupid post, so goodbye and have a great Sunday evening.=D

I'm back!

Sep. 1st, 2004 03:06 pm
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Back to the world of air conditioning, where the people can wear shoes and socks all day long without anyone commenting on it. LOL! I'm back to the world of work, school, and home responsibilities. I'm glad to be back, but I'm also glad I went...I got to see a really cool wedding, meet some really cool people, and come to some really cool resolutions. I think I'm going to start a proactive method of limiting my LJ time (by scheduling more interaction with local people...if their schedules allow for it). At the same time, I'm going to have to look for edifying activities, so that could be a little difficult, but we shall see.

The wedding was fantastic. After my dad picks up a new USB card this afternoon, I should be able to download and upload pictures for everyone to see...out of the hundreds or so that my mom and I took. I tried to keep a daily journal while we were gone, but I might end up just going by pictures or saying very little since tomorrow is when I get back to work. Tonight is Children's Choir, where I will be playing music I have only seen once before. The place we stayed in Hawaii did not have a piano...I nearly went crazy. They did have several guitars, but I didn't borrow any of them because I'm really not that great on the guitar...and I don't love it the same way. Anyway, it is time for me to practice music tonight, but I did want to make the announcement that I'm back. I hope you all have stayed well. If any of you (besides Ruth) have announced pregnancies, engagements, or weddings in the past week and I don't comment on it, please let me know what's happening. Thanks!
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Unfortunately, our USB port is broken, so I can't download right now. I'm hoping my brother will convince my dad to get a new USB card before I return from Hawaii, though, so I can download lots of pictures. The camera is a Canon PowerShot A310, with a 32 MB card. I also purchased a 128 MB card...paying around $185, with the expectation of a $10 rebate on the extra card. So I'm really excited. I didn't think I would be able to afford a camera before leaving (and now my checking account is practically empty), but I saw the ad in the paper this afternoon, and I called the store...they only had two left at that point, and when my mom got home with my car, I called them to reserve and the model was different, so that's how I ended up with the 310 (twice the memory and more features) instead of the 300.

I definitely have whatever virus my siblings have been experiencing. I'm going to take Vitamin C and ibuprofen until it's gone, gone, gone! I cannot stand fatigue when I'm trying to get ready to leave. The amount of sewing I still need to do has been overwhelming...because, you see, I now need to make swimming shorts because I discovered that the bridesmaids will be sleeveless, and I have to even out my not-so-beautiful farmer's tan. I don't feel too bad, though, because the Bible college bridesmaids who are already in Hawaii are working on their tans right now, and they are starting out a lot lighter than I am.;-) I guess it pays to be half-Filipino.

And my darling little brother decided to cut one of the finished patchwork placemats, so now my mom has that repair to do, although she may do it at a later date and send it. I just want to start packing.

But I need to sew. And I need to go to work tomorrow and Tuesday. And I was planning to make bread tomorrow afternoon, go to the chiropractor Tuesday afternoon...and leave Wednesday afternoon. LOL! I'm so glad that school is over.

Sunday school with the fifth and sixth graders went well this morning. Only three kids were there, and of course I know all three of them.=D We talked about God's purpose in suffering and how He achieved it in Paul's life. I talked to them about Charles Templeton, the atheist who used to be an evangelist at the same time that Billy Graham first began. Templeton saw a picture of an African lady with her starving baby (on Life magazine) and said that he found it impossible to believe that a loving God could withhold rain when just rain would make it possible for the lady and her child to be nourished. Then I asked the kids how they would respond to something like that. It was an interesting discussion...I'm not too big on the Sunday school curriculum. It seems a little elementary for the kids in that church. But nothing's to prevent me from adding stuff...except that my only Sunday with them--for now--is over. I'm not really planning on teaching a Sunday school class regularly any time in the near future, but I do enjoy subbing occasionally.

The kids will begin choir practice on Saturday, after I've left. I told the director that I would be back two weeks from Wednesday, though, so that will be good. She talked about giving me the music at church tonight, but my head was hurting too badly for me to wait around and I guess I'll just play it when I get back to church on the first of September. I'm sure that will be fun, especially if the kids have already learned the music well.;-)

Okay, enough procrastinating. I still haven't come up with ideas for what to take to people, but I guess I'll figure that out later, if ever. Maybe the little I have is going to have to do. Or maybe we really will get terrycloth potholders.
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But I guess I can't help it. I'm SOOOOO tired!!! I nearly fell asleep in Sunday school, which never happens! My family and I need to be somewhere in less than half an hour for a home dedication some friends are having. Then we're off to church for the AWANA awards ceremony. I'm going to see if I can practice the piano in the sanctuary during that time because I need to prepare for the presentation the junior choir is doing tonight--a play along with music. I'm so tired that I'm afraid I'll make mistakes more out of fatigue than lack of practice.=\

And I have a paper to write for my English class tomorrow...actually, this paper is about Henrik Ibsen. It's a "synthesis" on A Doll's House. My thesis will basically be that despite feminists assuming Ibsen was championing them, Ibsen really had something deeper to convey. Actually, I have a different opinion than what I'm going to express in my paper...but it's easier to say what I'm going to say. Anyway, I'm having a tough time finding "primary" sources on-line and the paper is due tomorrow morning. If any of you have any resources/advice, I'm looking for a source that has Ibsen's writing when he said, "What is really needed is a revolution of the human spirit." I'm also looking for a primary source on critics of Ibsen's time...and people who thought that his play was about women's rights.

Actually, the truth is that I bet it was women's rights when he thought it would please the public...and then he changed it when it got banned.=\ That's my real opinion, but what kind of paper would that make? I'd sound like a cynical, second-semester student!;-)

It's about time to go. If all else fails, I'll just rewrite the paper and cite non-primary sources. I don't think I need to worry too much about my grade as long as my material is organized, my teacher can see my thought process, and my sources are sufficient even if they are not the best.
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We must have a very slow connection right now...I don't even need to be writing in this journal, especially as it will be taking time that I need to devote to other things. It doesn't sound so very overwhelming, but it SEEMS overwhelming...and that's all that really seems to matter right now. I went to bed after three this morning and got up at six. I'm very grateful for Blue Bunny's limited edition chocolate ice cream with brownies and chocolate candy in it. If you haven't tried it, it's wonderful...and it helped me stay awake for several hours of homework last night. I am thinking that I had better sleep tonight, though, because extreme sleep deprivation can be dangerous. I don't think I've reached that point, though.

Two encouraging things happened today...and you can guess that they related to tests. Unfortunately, I'm too tired to talk about it now. But it's not so important to tell what it was as that it was. My hard work is not in vain; I'm not as much of a dunce as I thought. I have one more beginning-of-the-semester test, which is in one week. If I can get an A on that test, well...then I won't feel like a failure. Somehow, I think that school is becoming too important to me.

Hey, I have a question for you music people out there.

I'm supposed to do a presentation on Franz Liszt in my Music Appreciation class on Monday morning and the teacher wants us to be "original" in our presentations. Her examples were of a guy dressing up in an Elvis costume, a military man dressing in his uniform and delivering his speech as a briefing, and of a guy using objects to illustrate various aspects of a composer's life. I'm lost in trying to figure out how to present Liszt. I'm not about to dress up like a guy or to pretend to play like him. I LIKE playing the piano, but I'm...well...if good piano players were like children compared to Liszt, I'm out of the running altogether in a comparison...because I don't even approach mediocre--which is okay for what I do. But anyway...I need some ideas on what to do for originality. I'm reading four books about him (actually, I've read one, started two, and haven't even opened the cover of the fourth); I must have six references total, no more than two of which can be internet sources. Since I already have four out of six, I guess that I'll get the rest on-line even though I think that the sources I have really are comprehensive enough. Anyway...ideas???
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The Seven Intelligence Areas

Linguistic: 6

Logical-Mathematical: 7

Spatial: 0

Bodily-Kinesthetic: 3

Musical: 10

Interpersonal: 4

Intrapersonal: 6

A Short Definition of your Highest Score

Musical - the ability to understand and develop musical technique, to respond emotionally to music and to work together to use music to meet the needs of others, to interpret musical forms and ideas, and to create imaginative and expressive performances and compositions. Possible vocations that use the musical intelligence include technician, music teacher, instrument maker, choral, band, and orchestral performer or conductor, music critic, aficionado, music collector, composer, conductor, and individual or small group performer.


I didn't think I clicked very much about music. Hmm.

I didn't do so well on my chemistry test today. It would be hopeful to say that I might have gotten an A...I know I definitely didn't get 100%. But that's because I didn't understand the material that my teacher feels we should know.=\ Science is just not easy for me to understand. Of course, I do know that studying would help...I need to do that more. And I need to check the texts that we have, although I don't think the high school books we have are really going to help. I need a LOT of help with figuring out how to tell what products will come from reactants. I can balance an entire equation that is given to me, but I have no clue how to figure out what compounds come out of reactions, even if I know the reaction type. I'm still learning what the symbols stand for, and I do not know at all what anything but the most well-known elements (water, peroxide, and oxygen are the main ones I know) looks like in a chemical formula. So I was quite lost on the last part of the test. The book didn't explain how to do these kinds of problems, either, so my studying was ineffective.=\ At least I do have the comfort of knowing that I'm not the only one in the class who didn't know, though.

But instead of sitting here I should be practicing the piano to play for the junior choir at church tonight. Tomorrow, I'm going to hear Aldo Mancinelli, a Steinway artist, at a church about forty minutes from here. I am really looking forward to hearing someone who my teacher seems to think is a master at the piano. After the concert I attended Sunday, I am quite convinced that the piano is my very favorite instrument...much more favorite when someone good (in other words, someone better than me) is playing it.
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"safe" way to release my feelings. In other words, music is a better outlet than written words--simply because there are some things I'm feeling now that I either can't or won't put into words.

Thanks for your kind comments, guys! Just as I have thought over the accident more and talked about it with my parents, I realize how much of a miracle it is that I am alive.

I was driving south on the interstate--in the right lane (slower traffic, stay right...and all that). Actually, I had more or less forgotten the time change, and was rather surprised when I saw how dark it was when I got out of my last class...and realized I would have to drive home in darkness and in traffic. I actually have no idea if I prayed about it or not, since I'm always praying about everything, but I don't remember it. I do know that my dad has been praying for me!

Anyway, I got most of the way home and then suddenly reached an area of interstate that was rather full of cars, but all still moving at a steady speed of about the speed limit. I continued on, trying to stay at the speed limit (as in, not be too far under it), but without getting too close to the car in front of me. However, the car in front of me was still too close when it slammed on its brakes...I had to do the same thing, with a loud screech. I really didn't know what else to do. Before I could congratulate myself on not hitting the car in front of me, I was pushed off the road by a big truck (maybe it's a semi, but it's a small one if it is)...whether it was the same car as the one in front of me or a different one, someone had cut the truck driver off in the left lane, and he swerved right (not seeing me) to avoid an accident. I had rolled a ways before I realized what had happened. I think, "Duh!" now, but it was a while before I thought, "This is an accident." And another little while (although not TOO long) before I realized that the brakes might still work.;-) I had slowed down (I was in grass at this point--perfect part of the road, too, as a ditch would have meant the car rolling--and this wasn't a ditch--or not much of one, anyway). I also vaguely recall now the loud noise and the feeling of the impact. I did feel it on my left, but I didn't "realize" it, especially since I had expected that it would be more behind me.

So I stopped the car...finally...turned it out of the car. I fished my cell phone out of my purse, then got out of the car. Some people who had been behind us had pulled over, and a lady stood before me, asking if I was okay. I replied in the affirmative, then asked her what to do. I was so shaken that I really wasn't sure...I have always thought that the only time to call 911 is if someone's dying or in serious medical danger. I guess that I was the only one who got hit, and I knew I was fine, but I just didn't know whether or not to call 911. She told me to call 911, though, so I did...and got a dispatcher. However, I ended up hanging up...another lady had already called, AND there was already a patrol guy there--he had heard the accident. I called my parents. I didn't know what to do, really. (I feel like a big baby--and I'm almost 21!) I called them, and of course my mom was sure that my dad would want to come...he's rather protective.

So then I waited for the police/patrol guy to come and drill me, but he first got information from witnesses. I guess he figured that I wouldn't be going anywhere for a while. The truck driver got out of his truck...a very fair-skinned, young guy. He looked ill...not very pleased (under the circumstances, I wouldn't have been either). He was with another guy and a lady--transporting puppies to somewhere. I feel so sorry for him because this accident has a direct impact on his livelihood! Even though someone else (and maybe more than one) was truly to blame for this, he's the only one taking the "at-fault" position...because he stopped.

Well, I got my driver's license, etc. out...and eventually the policeman had us get into his car to fill out paperwork. My parents finally arrived, and requested that the car be towed (as it happened, the left front tire was slashed, so it wouldn't have been possible to drive it). My brother and his girlfriend also came (LOL!), mostly to survey the damage. My brother said that it was more than a miracle that I'm alive. I didn't have a camera to get pictures of the damage (Ithought about taking my camera today, but I didn't do it).

Anyway...I think that about sums up the story. The guy didn't get a ticket. The policeman was very nice...reasonable, frank, and even fatherly. He said that while he could technically give the guy a ticket, that the police aren't really able to enforce the laws about how closely people follow each was that.

The damage on the car is such that it would probably cost more to repair it than to replace it, which is why I think it's a permanent goodbye.

Oh, I've got my substitute history teacher...and he IS good! I like him. I really like the colors he wears. That first day when he was sort of subbing, he wore a purple shirt (dress shirt with tie and dress pants); today he wore burgundy (the dress shirt was, I mean). I really like both of those colors!=) He talks fast...and I have more notes from his lecture than I got in any of the other guy's lectures. And our weekly quizzes will be open-note...that seems too easy. But the fortunate thing is that I do feel like I'll learn I'm quite pleased about that.

Now, I just need to do homework...especially studying for my algebra test at the end of the week. That's so tedious! LOL! I just need to do it. That's my pep talk to myself right now.


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