Life's Soundtrack

As I sit here, listening to music, directing videos and making musicals in my head, I make the soundtrack of a lifetime. The characters are always the same, almost completely fictional and incredibly complicated, and unbelievably fantastic. The emotion of each song is so powerful that it makes each character so much more real. The jaded, emotional scarred hero, the strong, brave heroine, the plucky sidekick who never abandons his friends, all are embedded within each melody. As you pile on the songs each character's backstory fills in. You realize that the sidekick has been with the hero since the beginning, through thick and thin. You notice that the heroine may not be as strong as you thought at first, and even she can get depressed and give up. You start to figure out why the hero is so jaded, and that, even though he hasn't been home in years, he still doesn't want to disappoint his mother. As the hero and heroine fight with each other, you realize the depth of their love, even if the circumstances of their relationship are only created by the algorithm that my iPod uses to shuffle. You hear the conversations had backstage as they discuss who will sing each song (all of my stories revolve around the dysfunction and success of a band) and what each one means. Sometimes a crazy ex shows up, or the heroine gets engaged to someone else. The best part is that every time I listen, the story changes. Sometimes the hero leaves the band to go become a lifeguard (I wanna be a lifeguard by Blotto) and sometimes the heroine realizes the dysfunction of her relationships (Landslide by Fleetwood Mac) and sometimes, the hero and the sidekick just rock out the entire time (anything by Bon Jovi). So when you're sitting there, wondering why I'm so not in the world when I have my headphones in, it's not that I'm not paying attention, it's that the soap opera in my head is rewriting itself.

"You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream."

                          C.S. Lewis

SNOW DAY

It snowed today. There was no school. There were no pancakes. I feel betrayed. So if the cookie dough goes missing, it wasn't me.

In other news, I AM PACKED! (mostly) I refused to leave the building (I don't do cold weather) but we watched movies and basically had a wonderful time even though we couldn't go play in the snow because apparently it was too "wet" to make a snowman. I don't know. Ask a yankee. Apparently there are different kinds of snow.

HI KELLIE. <3

PANCAKES

It's supposed to snow tomorrow. If it snows we get pancakes. I WANT PANCAKES.

Sunshine

The wind bites as I pull my coat close and head for my next class. A few more days and I'll be back in Texas, a much warmer climate. But, though I brace myself against the wind and the coming winter storm, right now it is sunny. And it makes my day that much better.

New Experiences

I just taught my roommate how to put on tights. Things that I never thought I would have to do.