Wednesday, December 26, 2007

set'lers

Here I am, in Doha, Qatar, and we're (Dad, Matthew and Paul) are playing a version of Settler's of Catan online. Three of us are on our laptops, and my dad is on his home computer. Nothing like family togetherness. :)

Tomorrow we're off - well, let's specify. The girls are off to be pampered. That will be nice.

I've really enjoyed Qatar so far. I'll be posting more in depth info, and pictures from the trip after I get home. I've forgotten my card reader for the camera. I better go, I need to focus on the game. (Mainly, so I don't miss my turn! - oh, and there is this great massaging chair....)

ciao.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

do i really want to grow up?

Well, I've received an acceptance letter to a school - granted this is IF I graduate, AND send in my letter of intent, three letters of recommendation, AND I have a good audition. But, barring a really bad audition, I have been accepted to UNLV graduate school, DMA program. This to me is a little strange. I'm known to joke about how old I am, but I've never joked that I'm super mature. One part of me knows that once I begin this trek towards another degree - I guess I'll need to act more grown up. However, a few of my friends have or will soon have this degree, and though they are a bit more put together than I, they're still quite normal.

I guess I have this picture of what a 'doctor' should be like. Think, Sherlock Holmes, with a bit of Poirot - super smart and a bit pretentious, with a bit of hubris, that makes them all the more forgivable. You get mad at them, but they're so good at what they do, and don't realize that they are a bit pretentious, that you are constantly forgiving them.

None of the friends I referred to earlier fit into this stereotype, so I'm not quite sure why it still lingers in my mind, but it is there. Another possible image of smartness that I've logged is that of my hero, Dr. Who. He's a doctor. I don't think there's any way possible to compete with a Time Lord, however. Nor two brainy detectives.

Moral of the story: I should be all right. I'm sure I'll have the 'what the heck am I doing' moments, but hopefully they'll grow fewer and farther between.

cheers.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

growing up

I know I am not alone in this painful process. Many of my friends, and the extended circle as well are in the process of graduating, and / or doing the whole application process. One of the schools I hope to audition for has very specific music that we are to prepare. Actually, a Sinfonia from a choice between two of Bach's cantatas. In my search to find the music for said Sinfonia, I've found, and decided to leave you with the Sinfonia, and chorus for BWV 12: Weinen, Klagen, Sorgen, Zagen. I do realize that I have embedded a number of videos lately - mainly because I'm excited I learned how, but I do believe this one is worth listening to.



Translation of text: Weeping, lamenting/Worrying, quaking/Anxiety and distress/are the bread of affliction for Christians/who bear the mark of Jesus.

For those who actually understand German, I'm not sure how marvelous the translation is, but it comes from the Dover edition of the Bach-Gesellschaft Edition.

I have to admit, if growing up means that I can now participate in recreating something beautiful like this, perhaps all the pain and uncertainty are worth it.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

phew!

As we all know that these quizzes never lie, thank goodness I got this right!
Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking

You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.
You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.

You should major in:

Philosophy
Music
Theology
Art
History
Foreign language

Thursday, November 15, 2007

mantra for life

Saw this on a blog I visit. Thought it was shareable.