Hi y'all! I'm worn out. It's been so busy these past few weeks as everything accumulate to this coming graduation week. Now I think I finally realize the end to a period in my life. As morbid as that may sound, you understand that you go through different stages as your life progresses and this is one of it. I have mixed feelings about it. It's difficult to put into words because there's so many implications moving on. First, as much as I'm excited to finish high school, school is all I have known in my entire life. However, doing senior project has opened my eyes to the possibilities, good and bad, in this world. While it's exciting to now dictate your own life, it feels like you're now precariously hanging between high school and college.
Goodness, I'm tired and stressed. Tomorrow is going to be another jam packed day: graduation parties, Memorial Golf Tournament, track banquet, working on presenting my project, etc... But I'm definitely the kind of person who likes to be busy and be doing things.
This is a short recap of yesterday: I must say, there were too many trucks on the road.

I have effectively demolished this package of graham crackers in the last 18 hours. It's a lot.

I went to bed around 1:30am and got up at 7am naturally. I wish I could have slept in but I also hating sleeping away the day. I had to be at St. Johns to rehearse at 10am for a 11:30 wedding. Like I said before, this gig program literally throw people together who never played together to play at various events. Today was rather eventful. One was a former CMC student and is now a graduate student at Rice University studying music who was intimidating to play with. Another was an undergraduate also studying music and the cellist was a junior in high school. Interesting age difference. Oh yah, breakfast was scramble eggs with muenster cheese and spinach and cherries and almond milk and another couple sheets of graham crackers.


Leaving four days = leaves me with a "to do list"

I got to the Franklin Conservatory Park just fine but once we were in there we could not find the wedding place since there was more then one wedding. The info that they gave us said to start at 11:30am but it was definitely pass that time when we found the right location. Fortunately the wedding was inside cause it was thunderstorming in the morning. And fortunately for us, it was pretty much the only air conditioned room in the whole greenhouse complex. I was thankful indeed since the groom wanted us to play past our contract time. What were we to say no?


After three hours of straight playing, every time I straightened my arm I could feel my tendons pulling in my arm. It was a little painful but the pay is so much better then working at Graeter's and I got to do what I loved to do, that is to play flute.



Don't laugh but we were shocked when we were cued to play with only half the room full. What I mean by half the room full is that there were 19 people watching the whole wedding with two bridesmaids and two groomsmen. I have never seen such a small wedding with literally a 10 minutes ceremony.

We were offered some hor d'oeuvres. It was a heart shaped bread with thick layer of butter and some egg (?) It was much needed to play through lunch for three hours.

See what I mean but thick layer of butter? Ridiculous.

By the way, I disapprove of the braidmaid's dresses. It was greyish blue floor length dress. The ones form last Sunday's wedding were so much better.


I stopped by Whole Foods but in the end I decided against it and just sort of walked around. There's so many people...


Love love love avocado!

I really believe in supporting local farms as oppose to buying commercial products. First it's harmful to the environment to grow crops the way it is so you can have bananas from Chile or milk from Montana. Second just google and trust me why you should support local farmers. It's like the whole organic notion that it's all or nothing. We obviously do not buy local regularly but one purchase do make a difference.


One of my favorite brands of yogurt.

Hot food bar.

Gelato.

I got home about 4pm. It's a wired almost depressing feeling when you're always on the go and when you stop for a minute you're like "whoa".