Relax?

I'm in my slightly more than cluttered room right now late at night. The room is only slightly lit by a sink florescent a few feet diagonal left from me. I hate florescent lights. The air gets humid in here from time to time, and I've yet to figure out why, but it makes the room seem more like a cellar rather than my home. But the clutter, as I've mentioned before, is a direct result of mental clutter. I've been so busy doing so many things, that I haven't had time to sit down and regroup, but it's not so bad. I'm probably going to take care of it all tomorrow.

But today was as eventful as days get around here. I ended up applying for Live Sound, Studio Recording Techniques, and Studio Maintenance classes today with Matt. We also officially switched majors to Audio Engineering Technologies from Music Business, though our classes have been shaped around the AET major for a while now. I also went to get phaze two of my physical complete at Vanderbilt today. It was all fine until... let's just say "cough cough"... and leave it at that.

After that "fun" little routine I went over to the appartments and studied Intellectual Properties with Adam for our big exam. After a while I just get to a certain point where I don't care anymore how I do. I go in knowing that I'll do the best I can and that I know if I do bad, I can recover, and I just take it. It was eight pages of short answer questions, and I didn't really do all that well, but whatever. I have time to recover and I'm not worried because for the past 14 years of my education, I have never failed my standards (which are a little higher than an F).

I spent the rest of the evening hanging out with Chubbs. He's been working himself to death lately and he really needs to get some rest, but he won't. He loves his job too much. It was a rough day for him though. I walked in the studio and there was cartage and equipment set up in what seemed like mountains. Whatever they did today was HUGE, but it sounded good according to the rough mixes Chubbs was working on. We then went to dinner and then went back to the Pembroke House to work on the stuff I recorded last Saturday. I was pleased with it, though it is nowhere NEAR the quality of a professional. I was just excited to get a good sound off of 70% of the drum kit. Once I get a method down for that, the rest should be simple. But I'm learning all sorts of stuff through my own studio time and the internship. I'm excited about that.

Right now I feel pretty calm. I was thinking about my future a little bit today, but then I decided to change my thoughts. I don't really want to think about my future right now. I've got too many things that need my attention here and now rather than off in the distance. I have faith that God will make all that happen without me and my clumsy efforts. But I feel good. I'm glad that things are the way they are right now, even though they are a little bit difficult. After all, I do so love a challenge. I'm also glad that I don't have anybody "special" in my life. Maybe that's because I've never had a good experience, but whenever I think about it, or see other couples walking around and holding hands... I get this sick feeling in my stomach. Could it be that I have joined the ranks of Everyman? Could I be afraid of committment? All I must say is WHO CARES! Life is good. Hope you are doing well. Peace and love.