Harmony

Harmony is such a weird concept...how does it work that certain frequencies sound better when paired with others? I know that the waves coexist better in a harmony...but why? And how on Earth does dissonance sound good in Eric Whitacre's music, but not in other music? That man is a genius I tell you. Harmony...so strange.

Summer Days

School ended, finals are over, and all of my roommates are moved out besides Veronica, and she's staying for the summer. It was so quiet last night...it was so strange to the usual noise of Emily, Chanda, and Jenae. Today one of the new roommates has been moving in, Quyen. Our apartment is certainly going to be a quiet one this summer.
I was talking to a friend yesterday and he was telling me how he had all of these ideas he want to try and implement when he had free time and when he graduates. This came up because I mentioned that I would be bored at home over the summer...I don't really have any hobbies. I like reading, painting, singing, gaming...but I don't really ever have any "projects" per say. I don't really have any goals or ideas or plans. I need to find something to do with my life...any suggestions?
I was thinking that during the summer I should make all of the recipes I've found on stumbleupon that sound delicious. How's that for a start?

Spring :)

“To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich;
to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart;
to study hard;
to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never;
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common –

this is my symphony.”

–William Henry Channing (1810-1884)


I found a website on stumbleupon that is along the lines of My Life is Average, but has a much deeper meaning. It's called Makes Me Think.

I took pictures today of the beautiful walk to my Family History Final today

Glee started again tonight, to the complete bliss of my dear roommate. They played a song by Lionel Richie that I really liked, called "Hello."

I've been alone with you inside my mind 

And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times 

I sometimes see you pass outside my door 

Hello, is it me you're looking for? 

I can see it in your eyes 

I can see it in your smile 

You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide 

'Cause you know just what to say 

And you know just what to do 

And I want to tell you so much, I love you ... 

I long to see the sunlight in your hair 

And tell you time and time again how much I care 

Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow 

Hello, I've just got to let you know 

'Cause I wonder where you are 

And I wonder what you do 

Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you? 

Tell me how to win your heart 

For I haven't got a clue 

But let me start by saying, I love you ... 

Hello, is it me you're looking for? 

'Cause I wonder where you are 

And I wonder what you do 

Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you? 

Tell me how to win your heart 

For I haven't got a clue 

But let me start by saying ... I love you

I really liked that song. Pretty much sums up how I feel. All the time.

Endings and Beginnings

It's the end of my second year at BYU. Tomorrow is the last day of classes, then it's reading days and finals. There are those in my ward that I'll never see again. It's kind of sad, really. I never took the chance to get to know a lot of them, and those I do know I wish I knew better. There were opportunities missed that I regret...a lot. It's too late now. Far too late for what could have been. Endings. I'm done with Women's Chorus. I auditioned today for Sister Applonie, who is screening for the other choirs as well. She told me I should try out for Concert Choir and Singers...so that's what I'm doing. These are my beginnings in the next few weeks. My Concert Choir audition is Thursday, and my Singers audition is a week from tomorrow. I'm terrified...This is the time to use what I've learned in my Psychology of Performance class this semester. Relax. Declare my preparation complete. Sister Applonie said I needed to relax and take deeper breaths...as usual. It is so hard to get past this. Some people have a gift: confidence in performing. I don't have this gift. Another new beginning?
I have a job interview this week. School ending is a new beginning I suppose...the beginning of summer. Funny how that works...every ending is a beginning. People are leaving, but people will come to replace them. If there is one thing I am excellent at is beginnings...and endings. Moving so often does have its benefits.

The truth.

Want to know the real reason I've had such a hard time choosing a major? It's not really because I love everything. I do love learning all of these things, but no major here can provide me with the occupation I have wanted more than anything else my entire life: motherhood. Every time I see a mother and child together, a family or just a baby, I feel this deep, innate yearning for children of my own. More than anything I have ever wanted in my entire life, I want to be a mother.
I know this sounds like a typical BYU girl idea. The thing is, the marriage part is just a means to an end. Don't get me wrong, I want to get married. I'd be happy with that. It's hard to express how much I want children, though. I love my children more than life itself, and they're not even born yet. I feel this love so strongly I can hardly think of anything else. This goes beyond the "motherly instinct." No, this is my true calling in life: motherhood.

Money Money Money

I don't know if I've ever mentioned how much I dislike money. It's not because I'm extremely poor at the moment; I felt this way even when I had money before I started college. There have been many time when I have had to pay for, applied to a job for, or just seen that I would be beyond willing to do for free. Even the job that I'm to school for (I'm studying math education) I would be happy to do for free. I never really feel the need for compensation for what I do. More and more lately, I fail to see the real point of money: we work to make money, to buy things that only cost money because someone else needs that money to buy things that cost money. I would give up money in a heartbeat if I didn't need it to survive in this country.
Sometimes, I can't wait until the Millennium when we get to live the Law of Consecration.

Jenae and I went to the dollar theater today. Last time we went, the manager saw Jenae trying to sneak a soda in. He was angry. The thing is...no one wants to by things from the theater. It costs so much money for something that is worth so little. The whole entertainment industry has taken the fact that people will always want to see movies and go to sporting events that they've jacked up the prices to exorbitant amounts for something that really isn't worth it. Movie stars, musicians, and professional athletes don't deserve what they're making. It makes me so mad when people complain about how much doctors and CEOs make when they actually work for their money. People need to start complaining about the money that the entertainment industry is making. Imagine, if even for only one week, no one watched TV, no one went to movies, no one bought music, no one went to any concerts, no one went to a pro sporting event. The effects on the industry would be enormous. We need to take a stand against this monopoly that we call Hollywood. Robert Downy Jr. deserves no more money than my first grade teacher. He deserves less. It makes more sense to complain about the money these people make than to complain about politicians' paychecks, and I have issues with those. If we could bring down the entertainment industry prices...but it will never happen. America is too starstruck. That's why Obama won. That's why we still go to movies when they cost over $10 a show. That's why we pay hundreds of dollars for concert tickets and the big game. If only...