Season's Edge

I don't know what I've gotten myself into, for the third time. Yeah, it's that time of year again, the point at which summer ends, and the drum corps season begins. In a sense I don't know why I'm writing this entry, for as my friend Mr. Ryan Gaumont knows, the activity sounds pretty damn harsh and pointless to the uninitiated. Yeah, I'm going to be out in the AZ sun from 9 in the morning to 10 at night. Yeah, I'm going to be sleeping on high school gym floors for weeks at a time. And yes, dear reader, after tour starts I won't be showering alone until mid-August. It's easy to get pessimistic when you look at it that way. Believe me, I do it each year. So why did I come back? What is it that draws me back onto a field where I've snapped at people, sworn at the staff under my breath (and over it, periodically), sweated out gallons of water and more often than not felt miserable?

For this year, I don't know yet. But I will. Maybe the correct term is "morbid anticipation."

Banal Entry No. 1

It's lucky for all involved that the whiny and overlong draft of the "wrapping up the year" entry turned out to be completely useless. So instead of that, I'll hit up some of the things that have been going on recently:

Firstly, I got a job working at my dad's warehouse in central Phoenix, loading and unloading tires all day. Yeah, it's the first manual labor position I've held, but hopefully the last too. A welcome surprise: The workers at the warehouse are the nicest guys in the world, and I fit in fast with my residual knowledge of Spanish.

Secondly, I'm moved into my apartment with Brett Farias and having a blast so far. It's a nice change all around and a ton closer to ASU. Everything is falling into place for a really great summer.

and finally, I won't have to beg and plead for my scholarship! I got the GPA and am quite relieved in general. I had no idea it was such a big weight until that worry burden was lifted.


Now that some of this stuff has cleared, I have a good two weeks till everydays begin to get my new room in order, get back to writing music, and connect with good friends both new and old. Today is a good day.

As the year draws to a close

Spent the night studying for the Calc II final. Not particularly optimistic, but we'll see what happens. After Monday, school will be finished, and I'll have some sort of rumination about the first year of college to share. As a matter of fact, this whole entry is essentially a placeholder- expect something of substance to replace this drivel shortly. On the plate for these next few days (maybe less one or two depending on the charms of fatigue) : The previously-mentioned death final, slightly more than an hour away, the final essay for a devilish incarnation of the Human Event, training at the new job, the final exam in Astronomy, and an Academy rehearsal. Oh, this weekend also starts the (hopefully not) tedious and horrible process of moving all of my junk from one apartment to the other. More on that later as well, lots of things to discuss in detail but very little brainpower allocated to do so right now. Hysteria is setting in and I am suddenly unconcerned about everything!