"I am so much older than I can take . . . "

Ah, well, it has been a while since I've posted. Life has been hectic and insane. I'm drafting and designing for Oklahoma! like crazy until all hours of the night. I haven't been sleeping much. And, as a side note, I haven't touched my planner in weeks.

Things will calm down quite a bit after this week. This Thursday, the 26th, I have to have two monologues chosesn and a book read and written about for my acting class. On the 27th, my huge project/scene for my dramatic literature class is due/will be performed. Guster is the night of the 27th, and I'm stoked. And of course, Oklahoma!, is due by Monday the 30th. All my designs. Everything. I'm a little anxious. Needless to say, I won't be sleeping much this week.

The Killers were amazing. I enjoyed the opening band, too. Usually the opening band bores me not just because the music is bad, but because I am anxiously waiting to see the band I came for. This was not the case last weekend because I really enjoyed the Envy Corps. Check them out. I would just like to say that I have a crush on Brandon Flowers. They played my favorite song. I didn't think they'd play it becuase it wasn't an album track, but they DID! I started jumping up and down and screaming. The crowd was the rowdiest crowd I've ever been in. We were pretty close to the front and in the center, so when the crowd started pushing, we were stuck in the middle. For about 20 mins, I was in full body contact with at least 4 people at all times and never stopped moving. I even ended up on the floor underneath a pile of people when we were shoved exceptionally hard. After a while of that, I moved to the side . . . still crammed, but less so. It rocked. The whole night was great.

Here are some camera phone pictures:

The Envy Corps

Heidi and I waiting between bands.
(And Jared is to the right of Heidi, although you can't see him very well.)

Hello, Killers!

Glamorus Indie Rock And Roll

All These Things That I Have Done.
(I loved it when Brandon Flowers stood on top of the crates.)

Goodbye, lovers.

just another moonlight mile, on down the road

Tonight I bought a planner.  I am empowering myself.

I am getting organized.

I find myself wasting an awful lot of time procrastinating.  As a result, I never have time to finish homework, do all my reading, or putting as much quality thought into my writing assignments as I should.  I find myself constantly scrambling to finish assignments, trying to speed-read literary theory (NOT a good idea), and skipping work on a regular basis.  This results directly in lack of quality in my schoolwork and participation in class, a strain on my work relationships, as well as a lack of sleep.  Problems.  Important problems that need to be addressed.

I told Cambell a week or two ago that I had stretched myself too thin and he laughed at me.  I asked him why he was laughing and he said, "You're just very honest with yourself."  Well, I try to be.  Anyway, we talked about it for a while and discussed the idea of getting a planner and not just writing down assignments, but planning the week out . . . when I'm going to work on what, etc.  I think to make this effective, I'm going to have to go all the way and plan nearly hour-by-hour.  Seriously.  I have major problems and I want to fix them.

So, tonight I bought a planner.  I also bought cottage cheese and it is delicious.

My German professor is pretty hilarious. Last week I scribbled down a quote he said that I thought y'all might chuckle at.

"Americans couldn't 'who' and 'whom' themselves out of a wet paper bag."