I Don't Speak Latin
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Long time no see!
Well. I haven't been here in a while. Since before the break. I think that this blog is used mainly for venting about stuff.
So last night at about 11:30, I tried to go to bed. But Danielle got another phone call and decided to take it in the living room. Again. A reminder that residence walls are slightly thicker than paper. So I decided to actually say something this time, rather than be one of those people that sit and fume. I went and asked her apologetically if she would mind taking the call in her room. So she says ok and doesn't move, just speaks more quietly. I'm like whatever and go back to my room. I close the door and she starts bitching about me telling her to be quiet and how I was laughing really loudly earlier in the evening. We all know that I laugh loudly, and she says that she didn't tell me to shut up. And then she calls me a bitch. If she has a problem with me or my occasional loudness, she should really just come and tell me. I have no problems with being quiet. I really don't! I totally understand if she has work to do etc. But DON'T BITCH BEHIND MY BACK!
On another note, I went to see the highly anticipated concert combining Choristes and Percussion Ensemble, called PULSE. It was incredible. They started off the concert in the "surround-sound" formation, and sang a song that I know whose title I have forgotten. The song has two soloists, with the rest of the choir either droning or making wildlife noises. Bonnie was standing right behind me and howling. That may sound really funny... but the effect was WOW.
Percussion Ensemble played *i think* Crown of Thorns. It started with the curtain down and lights down, then the curtain went up and light very dim. The percussionists were all standing still and then jill walked in and they played.. and they were really really good!!
I'm out :)
So last night at about 11:30, I tried to go to bed. But Danielle got another phone call and decided to take it in the living room. Again. A reminder that residence walls are slightly thicker than paper. So I decided to actually say something this time, rather than be one of those people that sit and fume. I went and asked her apologetically if she would mind taking the call in her room. So she says ok and doesn't move, just speaks more quietly. I'm like whatever and go back to my room. I close the door and she starts bitching about me telling her to be quiet and how I was laughing really loudly earlier in the evening. We all know that I laugh loudly, and she says that she didn't tell me to shut up. And then she calls me a bitch. If she has a problem with me or my occasional loudness, she should really just come and tell me. I have no problems with being quiet. I really don't! I totally understand if she has work to do etc. But DON'T BITCH BEHIND MY BACK!
On another note, I went to see the highly anticipated concert combining Choristes and Percussion Ensemble, called PULSE. It was incredible. They started off the concert in the "surround-sound" formation, and sang a song that I know whose title I have forgotten. The song has two soloists, with the rest of the choir either droning or making wildlife noises. Bonnie was standing right behind me and howling. That may sound really funny... but the effect was WOW.
Percussion Ensemble played *i think* Crown of Thorns. It started with the curtain down and lights down, then the curtain went up and light very dim. The percussionists were all standing still and then jill walked in and they played.. and they were really really good!!
I'm out :)