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So I have a physics final tomorrow and haven't considered it at all today. I'll go to the review session and hope that helps. I'm pretty good on quantum but haven't thought about relativity for a good month or two... not a good thing. Oh well. I needed the sleep more.
The ride back from church informed me exactly how out of shape I am. Granted, it's hilly, but I still should not have to get off and walk. Oh well. Had a bit of a close shave--a woman was turning left at an intersection while I was crossing (there was both a green light and a walk signal for me) and I think she was paying too much attention to the traffic and too little to me. I stopped and she went in front of me, visibly rattled. Oh well. No harm.
St. John's is beginning to feel a lot like home. But then, I was also thinking about Mudd and realized that yes, I would probably miss it to some extent. It was a good thing to see Jonathan. The last two weeks I think I was too wrapped up in me feeling miserable to really consider other folks here too much. Not a good thing--I'll keep it in mind that that happens. Meh.
Last night I read my bit in LotR-a-Thon, and went to the chamber choir concert--Bach's Magnificat and Brahms' 3rd Symphony. Both were very good, though I wasn't entirely impressed with the soprano soloist. She sounded sort of weak--it might have been a trick of the acoustics. The mezzo, though... though I think I tend to enjoy hearing that range more. Less piercing. Anyway, it was still enjoyable. I love listening to a choir; that many voices together have so much power behind them. Brahms was really good too--very flowing and melodic without being dull. I think that enforced idleness, of mind as well as body, is a good thing once in a while. I know my mind was wandering because it was tired, but I don't think it was just that. I think it was a chance to disengage and let my mind come up with what it wanted to think about... Then I went on back to East and found Jonathan. We were going to go to Casemas, but ended up talking for a while instead. And then I was going to go to bed but ended up talking to Jamie and messing around online. And, finally, sleep. And a bike ride to church. At least the sprinkles were only for the last 5 minutes of the ride back. :P
So I was thinking that playing an instrument seems to be a unique position. You're taking in and interpreting someone else's artistic vision, somewhat like reading. You're giving out your own take on that art, so it's not that you're only the medium of expression--you have something to add, too. And that sounds like something that would be really fun.
Ok, I'm going to go eat. I scraped into Pitzer just after they closed and got a bowl of soup and some salad. The dining hall brunch schedule is one of the more inconvenient things on Sunday.
The ride back from church informed me exactly how out of shape I am. Granted, it's hilly, but I still should not have to get off and walk. Oh well. Had a bit of a close shave--a woman was turning left at an intersection while I was crossing (there was both a green light and a walk signal for me) and I think she was paying too much attention to the traffic and too little to me. I stopped and she went in front of me, visibly rattled. Oh well. No harm.
St. John's is beginning to feel a lot like home. But then, I was also thinking about Mudd and realized that yes, I would probably miss it to some extent. It was a good thing to see Jonathan. The last two weeks I think I was too wrapped up in me feeling miserable to really consider other folks here too much. Not a good thing--I'll keep it in mind that that happens. Meh.
Last night I read my bit in LotR-a-Thon, and went to the chamber choir concert--Bach's Magnificat and Brahms' 3rd Symphony. Both were very good, though I wasn't entirely impressed with the soprano soloist. She sounded sort of weak--it might have been a trick of the acoustics. The mezzo, though... though I think I tend to enjoy hearing that range more. Less piercing. Anyway, it was still enjoyable. I love listening to a choir; that many voices together have so much power behind them. Brahms was really good too--very flowing and melodic without being dull. I think that enforced idleness, of mind as well as body, is a good thing once in a while. I know my mind was wandering because it was tired, but I don't think it was just that. I think it was a chance to disengage and let my mind come up with what it wanted to think about... Then I went on back to East and found Jonathan. We were going to go to Casemas, but ended up talking for a while instead. And then I was going to go to bed but ended up talking to Jamie and messing around online. And, finally, sleep. And a bike ride to church. At least the sprinkles were only for the last 5 minutes of the ride back. :P
So I was thinking that playing an instrument seems to be a unique position. You're taking in and interpreting someone else's artistic vision, somewhat like reading. You're giving out your own take on that art, so it's not that you're only the medium of expression--you have something to add, too. And that sounds like something that would be really fun.
Ok, I'm going to go eat. I scraped into Pitzer just after they closed and got a bowl of soup and some salad. The dining hall brunch schedule is one of the more inconvenient things on Sunday.
