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Name: Rachel
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: Fort Worth
Gender: Female
Interests: If you happen to be on this page, you obviously have some previous knowledge of who I am. There for, I assume you already know the basics of what I'm interested in. Music, that's on everyone's interests. Have you ever seen/heard/read of anyone who was just like "NO! I HATE MUSIC!!!! MUSIC SUCKS!!!! ALL OF IT!!!!" If you have, I must admit, I'm impressed. It the things that people don't know about you that you probably want to put up here. For example: I only have a very limited number of friends, and those who are my best friends are close enough to be family. I know a lot of people, I'm friendly with a lot of people, but not too many of them actually know me. I couldn't go up to most of them, and rattle off my problems, because they wouldn't make any sense to most of them.
Anyways, I've always hated reading these, and I know no one is reading this... so why am I still writing? I dunno. Self-satisfaction, I suppose. Maybe, by writing about myself for other people to learn about me,
Expertise: Drumline, namely pit, listening, seeing things from a perspective other than my own.
Occupation: Lazy Bum
Industry: Music/Photography
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  epic wonder613
Yahoo:  personinthisworld2000
Member Since:
3/9/2005
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| ... Still pissed at how xanga's changed. Change is good an all.... but when you're a BLOG site, don't ya think the button that says BLOG or CREATE NEW ENTRY should at LEAST be one of the big main things on the main page? MAYBE?
Anyways. I'm starting here again, not to blog, but to write. I feel like I need to just start writing. Maybe this is a phase, I dunno it'll go on, but I figure it's not worth signing up for another place to write. Not really what I'm feeling, just.... narratives. I guess my goal is to train myself to be able to contain my mind, essentially. Used to, I'd sit down to write, and once I actually get a story going, it'd go on for ten pages.... or would if I ever felt like finishing it, which I never did. Screw this, I don't need to justify myself.
(wtf, xanga doesn't let you indent with tab? srsly.)
The noise started at the back door, a slamming sound followed by a frenzied clicking and sliding as Dozer half-ran, half-slid across the freshly waxed kitchen floor towards the water bowl.
"Oh, the sheer nerve of that... animal!" The last word was the worst Fluffy could think of this early in the afternoon. She slowly stretched out her front legs before opening her eyes and adjusting to the light in the room. She could hear water being slopped over the clean floor and the very thought made her flinch.
"I can't believe you get away with that. You're such a disgrace" Fluffy settled herself in the doorway to the kitchen, carefully situating herself so as to not let a hair touch the tile. As she lay her eyes on the dog of massive proportion, she nearly yowled. Dozer was turning the very water he was drinking into virtually mud.
I guess that's it for tonight.
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| Why do I still write in this thing?
Got a job at Edohana Sushi on Hulen.
It'll be awesome. I'm a hostess.
Pay's not bad at all for my first job.
Church tomorrow, I get to meet Parker's exchange student, and hopefully hang out with him and the "gang" after church.
Lock in in Dallas tonight, but I'm not going. Not enough communication. No one ever called me and told me when or where.
But I guess it was just something that wasn't supposed to happen for me, and that's ok.
Still, I'm kinda worried about the state of our chapter.... communication has been waaay down, really, ever since the leadership election two years ago, when me and Eric had to sub on the team all summer, because two of the people who ran did so with knowledge that they would be gone for most of their term (grrr). Then, after Peace Out, where we had so many people helping out and doing things, everything just went kaput. Cheryl sends out little cards, but I haven't heard of a single leadership meeting called in the last year, or any kind of meeting for the youth at all, really.
We used to organize all these awesome things that people would go to, but since there hasn't been much of an actual leadership team, nothing's been happening. It makes me sad.
I vow, here and now, to make my last year in Y.O.U. the best ever, not just for me, but for everyone else.
I'm starting to see why I didn't make Regi. My place is within the chapter, and if I had been elected, that would no longer be my place.
Thank you, Universe!
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| Kansas was AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!
I wish we could have stayed longer.
But whatevs.
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| Kansas, here I come!!!!!.....?
Maybe.
I hope so.
The o on my keyboard is being silly, and keeps throwing me off. So I'll keep this short.
If we're going to Kansas, we're going on Thursday and coming back on Saturday. It will be a BLAST
Cause I'll be with Nate.
And Stephen.
Two of the most awesomest people EVER!
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| Bulletins on Myspace are down.... therefore, I'm bored.
I don't really know what I was going to type here, if anything. Just figured I'd kinda go at it.
I need to go clothes shopping for school soon.
IIIIII don't know how I'm going to feel about this school year. It will be weird not being in band.
I'm kind of freaking out about senior pictures. They flyer they sent says to bring things that represent what you enjoy. I.... I guess I don't know what I enjoy anymore. I mean, they had pictures there of girls with lassoes and cowboy hats, and guys with their cars and one girl gardening....
There isn't anything particular I enjoy doing. I don't even have particular clothes I like.
It's just so weird. I want to think that it's just stupid publication.... but I feel, and on some level, I know that I'm supposed to have some sort of clue as to where I want to direct my life after high school. I'd rather not have to waste a bunch of time and money switching majors.... Jesus, I don't even know what major to start it.
I just.... I don't know what to do. I don't know where to go. I know I want to go to Naropa.... but to study what?
There's only one thing I might want to study, and even that is less than half heartedly.
I still adore music. But I feel music slipping from beneath my fingers.
The band hall was the only access I had to the only instrument I've ever enjoyed playing AND had some amount of talent in. It saddens me that I'm not allowed there anymore...
And even if I was, what would I play? Just learn a bunch of solos? For what? I couldn't do solo and ensemble...
I miss the competition. There's none left. There's nobody to beat.
I've been messing around with this little chord progression that randomly came to me the other day. I finally finished out a phrase....
But there's no competition in writing music. I just want to play... I want to play marimba, but it's not a big enough instrument to have competition with outside of band organizations... not big like the piano.
I wish it was. I wish I didn't get these questioning looks when I tell people I play (played, I guess) marimba. You can name any other instrument in the entire band; tuba, flute, clarinet, saxaphone, snare, bass drum, bells, xylophone, even piccolo and people have some idea of what you're talking about. The only two instruments that get more questioning looks than knowing are the two I like to play best, the marimba and vibraphone.
It makes me sad....
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