I think i secured two B’s today … in Literature i’ve been very aggressive in discussion ever since returning from my sick leave and today she returned one of my (rather shoddy) essays marked with an A. Seeing as she’s given me nothing but A’s on my essays and i always chat in class, doesn’t it seem rather pointless to give me a C just because of my spotty attendance (which was obviously largely due to continuing illness)? As it is i still do more reading and participating than half the class, even if i only come half of the time! Also, i got 2 points off of a perfect score in my final foray into Public Speaking, which assures me a B since both of my other speeches were B’s. Interestingly, even though i’m working my ass off to secure my precious precious B’s, i don’t have any class nearly as challenging or stressful as Philosophy was last term … in other words, i at least feel as though i have a basic understanding of all of my subject matter. Acting and Aural should both be A’s, so now i just have to play catch-up with recording class and hope for the best. (Although, it’s not entirely comforting that hoping seems to have as much weight as attendance at this point…)
And, for the record, waking up sucks.
By the way, for now i’m choosing sleep, but in the greater scheme of things that decision means nothing, because i’ll eventually wake up. Damn those schemes of things…
Methinks it might be time for bed. I can’t even begin to tell you why i’m up this late, since i’m obviously not doing any work and i’ve gotten way past surfing to all of my favourite sites. Mostly it’s because i slept half the day today … nearly until 2pm. I’m usually not given to such slothfullness on weekdays if only because i can’t ever bring myself to go back to sleep after i’m wholly awake, but today i made an exception because i really didn’t want to be anywhere other than in bed. What’s funny is, as much as i was fulfilled by the sleep, now i seem to think that sleep is the last thing i need and i’d rather just stay awake. I know i liked sleeping, and that i’ll like sleeping, but despite that i’m sitting here wide awake and typing – which in the greater scheme of things means nothing.
So, yeah. I suppose what i have to decide between is the moment and my continued happiness. Right now i’m having a fine time, but i should probably be asleep. It’s better for me. But, if i sleep, i’ll miss out on doing things. Sure, some of them might be pretty stupid, but there’s a gem in there every so often. But, if i go to bed, it’s all just dreams, and nothing ever comes of them.
If anyone knows what i’m talking about, i’ll buy you a cookie. Really. Try me.
Petland did indeed make it into our Battle of the Bands, somewhat due to the fact that i dragged Amy along with me to judge the bands knowing full well that her eyes would pop out of her head when she heard them. Yes – i’m a manipulative little bastard, and yes – i plan to love every second of their live set. Also confirmed were two local favourites: jazz hip-hop trio Fresh Batch and the hard-edged Dead Susan. Interestingly, both bands are fronted by members of the Drexel male a capella group Eight to the Bar, which seems to have no shortage of golden voiced guys to lend out to local bands. Their most recently acquired member was my fellow male lead in Good Woman of Setzuan, who plays guitars and drums after the fact of having an amazing tenor voice that i’ve been jealous of for an entire year now. Obviously i should be sucking up for the next spot in the group … but, oh, yeah, i should probably learn to sing first. I knew there was a problem…
Apparently i was supposed to “hunker down with a pair of headphones” and closely examine Kid A, but i frankly don’t have the time. I’ll be the first to admit that there are hundreds of albums that i would fall in love with if given the chance, but when artists like Sarah Harmer can grab me in a half a listen i don’t know why i should waste my time on an album that i spent hours listening to while only ever really liking two or three songs. It’s one thing to tell me that i shouldn’t just discard an album after a single listen, but i gave Kid A more than just a casual listen at work (where i’ve discovered tons of my current favourite discs, from Ben Folds to Portishead) and it never took hold. Maybe i’m just too into riffs and songs that can be broken down to a single acoustic guitar; god knows i loved Pablo Honey from the first time it ever entered the shop’s disc changer. or, maybe i just hated kid A more and more as i found out from Pablo that Radiohead really was the next best rock band and that they obviously failed us horribly before they could ever prove their point. Or something? I dunno.