Junior Year

This semester has been so good to me and it's only 2 and a half weeks in. I have class 2 days a week but I've been ridiculously busy still. I now have a job at a bakery 2/3 days a week and booking shows for the co-op is so much more time consuming than I thought... but in the most wonderful way ever. I've got people emailing me all over to come and playing as well as the bands I've contacted myself. Thank god I got an iphone the first week of school because I find myself needed to answer emails all over the place. In class, in bed, in the shower- just kidding about the last one. But it's fun work. It is beginning to get a bit overwhelming when I get people being rude to me, but it's part of the job. And I finally understand how people can be workaholics. So far I haven't had much schoolwork in classes except for blogging (not this blog, but another one I've made for my radio show). I'm sure I will begin to get more mostly in Junior Seminar. In that class I've decided on a topic for my senior project. I've also discovered what I really want to do, which I don't even think I realized last semester. I want to book shows for a venue. I want to scout out the talent, and contact them and book them. I don't want it to sound like all fun and games and that I'll get to book all bands that I love. My teacher who worked in the music industry for years says she had to work on a lot of projects she wasn't interested in, but in the end she definitely sounds like she's enjoyed it. Everything feels so right this semester. I've never been happier and I want to make this last. And to end this happy post I will add my new favorite musician and Purchase student whose music I cannot listen to without smiling.

Rock friends!

Here are some of my co op friends and their pet rocks.

Alfred the Asbestos, Henry the Halite, Muscoot the Muscovite, Bibbly Bob the Biotite, Pyromaniac the Pyrite, Gypsy the Gypsum, Serena the Selenite, Callie the Calcite.

It's not so bad

Certain things that I don't want to may keep popping into my head today and making me sick to my stomach. But it passes. And no matter how many times a day it happens, I know it will eventually pass for good. It's just like at the end of a relationship when you break up and you keep getting that nauseous feeling whenever you think about them for the first few days, but it gets better as time goes on. As the day has gone on I'm feeling it pass a lot more easily. I haven't gotten all that much school work done, but I've felt very productive today. Started out pretty drowsy and feeling down in the dumps, and even fell asleep at Goodyear while waiting for my car to get an oil change. I went home and laid in my bed, not wanting to get up, but against my wanting I went to class at 2:30. After class I got some food at Terra Ve where there was a parmesan crisis (not really, but me and another girl had a good laugh over it). Then I took my food over to the co-op (where the hell else would I go?). Hung out there, went to do my radio show. Not too many listeners, but what else is new? Afterwards I stayed in the studio for about an hour reading a book of weird laws and getting hysterical responses from the kid who is station manager such as...

"The reason it is illegal in England for a married couple to live on a discarded bus is because there was a married couple that lived on a discarded bus and it made the king frown."


"Why it is illegal to add sugar to maple syrup in Vermont because it's got enough sugar to begin with. And adding sugar will disrespect the trees"

Which made me laugh not just because the answers themselves were funny but they very much reminded me of things that my best friend would say. Now there's a show going on at the co op and I'm even getting some work done while listening to it. Plus there's a cheese club meeting in 45 minutes! Yes, that is right Purchase has a cheese club. And tomorrow night I'll be going out with my new friends across the street. I may not have people I can call close friends, but I am at the point where I more than just recognize people. They recognize me, sit down and talk and laugh and show some sort of interest. I guess it's not so bad, it's not so bad.