Break!

So I'm officially home on break.
It's been ok. Ish. Nothing exciting, really. There's homework and practicing that I need to do, along with band/flute choir librarian duties. I need to start my Christmas shopping (forewarning: it's going to be a very, very small one for I am dead broke and my priority is paying Sarah and my parents back, but it's the thought that counts =] ). But present shopping is a very, very happy distraction from life and I love doing it, so I'm going to do SOMETHING.
I went ahead and saw Twilight this afternoon. It was pretty good. (I needed to escape home and people for a little while) I like the books better, and I'm not sure if I'd buy the movie, but I'd at least see it again. The HP trailer in front of it was absolutely SPECTACULAR!
One thing I despised: WHY for the love of life was Bella bitten on the underside of the WRIST instead of the back of the hand?!?!? I could *barely* watch the fight scene, which was a bummer. But oh well. Did anyone else notice Stephenie Meyer's cameo appearance?
My parents keep asking me what my on campus living situation is going to be next year, and I'm getting a little annoyed. Particularly with one parent. Next year I think I'm just going to get a single room, because I don't really have anyone I really want to live with (well, I do, but they're graduating). Unless someone REALLY wants me to live with them, or needs one more person. It didn't work out with the people I lived with last year particularly well, and we all know what freshman year was. I'm fine with a single in Founder's or something. I'd miss Knight's Village, and having a kitchen, but I'm not a fan of random roomates, and really it's not that big of a deal. It'll be a precursor to when I graduate and have an apartment of my own without a roomie. Besides, I think not having a roommate would work best with student teaching and all (no one to wake me up at night, no one to wake up in the morning). I could come and go as I please without being quiet or keeping the lights down, and do whatever I want whenever without worrying about others. I mean, I'll miss having someone there all the time, but really, it's not THAT big of a deal. My mom understands my point of view, but my dad doesn't, to which my reply was "well, I'm closer with people that are older than me than with people my age, which is fine for now, but not for next year. And that doesn't bother me."
But it bothers him.
I don't understand what the concern is. I'll be perfectly fine. I'm going to visit and keep in touch with the people that are graduating, and there are people in my grade that I get along with and will probably do stuff with, I just don't have anyone that I really want to live with.
I'd rather be closer to the people that are older than me than have ok-ish friends in my grade for the sake of "next year." I like these people better. There's a reason I'm closer to them-several, actually, and I'd rather have some amazing friendships for 2 or 3 years than ok ones for 4. It's a quality vs quantity thing in my mind.
Next year will be a bit of an adjustment, but I'll be fine. I'm a bit of an introvert, anyway. That's how I've always been. It just frustrates me when I'm not listened to. When I say it doesn't bother me...it doesn't bother me.
Anyhoo.
I'm kind of looking forward to Tuesday afternoon when I get to see my doctor about my migraines. Hopefully it'll be fairly simple to fix.
Part of me wants to go back to school, because I miss some of my buddies quite a bit. But I don't want anything to do with classes and assignments, so part of me wants to stay here instead. It's also nice to have time at home. But I still miss school people. And my mattress pad. My mattress here isn't as squishy and comfy (it's actually rather noisy, thanks to the slightly loose plasticy mattress cover ma bob that's meant to keep dust out of the mattress and not make my allergies go nutso).
One good thing about being home is the home cooked food that doesn't come prepackaged or from the mensa. YAY!!!! I missed that a LOT.
Now I'm off to go get some cake, baked yesterday for my dad's birthday. Yay cake! =D Devil's food. 'Tis happiness. But 'tis not appropriate for Christmas, though (Devil's food...get it? lol).

Recital! And such.

So it's been a while since my last actual update. Life has been crazy, especially these last couple of weeks. And I mean CRAZY. In fact, so crazy my body has reverted to what it did senior year. In the past two weeks, I've managed to lose five pounds while not altering my eating or exercising habits at all. Which makes me underweight (again) for the first time in a little over a year.
ARGH. ArghargharghARGH!!!
I have my mother's metabolism, and in times of stress that's what it does: kicks into high gear and burns everything off and then some. The fact that I tend to not get much sleep while being stressed doesn't help the fact that I'm burning off more than I'm eating, which is why I think I completely and entirely crashed last night (I could hardly keep my eyes open shortly after 9 and couldn't eat dinner).
But! Now that the recital is done, and my two hell weeks have concluded, life is very happy once more!!
The recital went SPECTACULARLY. Everything (even the tricky parts of the music) just came together and sounded pretty darn good (from what I was hearing at least, I haven't heard the recording yet). I wore my prom dress, and that got quite a few compliments, which was happy. I also love dressing up, so that added some excitement to the sheer terror I was experiencing while getting ready (I really don't handle performance stress at all). While I was waiting to perform during my partner's songs, I had to resist running up and down the hallway in circles while flailing about with all of my might-that's how nervous I was. I just sat there and tried to breathe while fidgeting a ton instead. I have decided that if I had a daemon (like in His Dark Materials-it's part of your soul that takes the form of an animal that is always near you, kind of like a pet but more attached) it would have been some form of a small bird that would have been zooming around and flying in loop-to-loops behind me kind of like Woodstock being fast fowarded.
Afterwards, Sarah took some pictures of me posing with my flute and flowers, which are at the end of the blog. I'm just SO relieved that it's OVER and I don't have to worry about at all! No more worrying about practicing or lessons or *anything*... *happy sigh*







Crazy hair after taking it out of my messy bun...lol...