Tuesday, April 10, 2007
The weekend from (you know where.)
GOODNESS!!!!!!!! HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!! GOOD GRIEF!!!!!!!! (and any other expression that you feel like using) That would describe my weekend. I am now sitting in the lobby of the University of Memphis, after staying up for 24 hours trying to get an assignment done. As you can guess, I'm tired, and it WASN'T fun. (ok, well it WAS a little fun, but music is ALWAYS fun to me.)
So this all started on Sunday morning. My church decided to have a huge "Kids Easter Service." Sounds great huh? Not so much. There were TONS of little 2 - 11 year olds SCREAMING EVERYWHERE! It was SO nerve racking. Then to top that off, on Monday night after a rather uninteresting night class, I had to collaborate with some classmates on a "fake" band assignment. Basically what happens is: We form a "band." We write a song. We record the song. Then we make press kits and what not and pitch the song to our professor. And the hitch is, If he "signs" us to his label, then we pass, if not, then we get the honor of retaking the course. So I was up, or have been up until this very moment rather, trying to nail down the final details of this little assignment. But it sounds AMAZING to say the least. Even if it is fake. Ok, now that I'm done complaining about how tired I am, let me just say that I am very heartbroken. The easter bunny died this year. By that I mean, I didn't get an Easter basket from ANYONE in my family. It was a very gut wrenching episode. rofl. jk.
Anyway, class is starting. Please pray for an "A" out of all this.
Later,
Billiam
So this all started on Sunday morning. My church decided to have a huge "Kids Easter Service." Sounds great huh? Not so much. There were TONS of little 2 - 11 year olds SCREAMING EVERYWHERE! It was SO nerve racking. Then to top that off, on Monday night after a rather uninteresting night class, I had to collaborate with some classmates on a "fake" band assignment. Basically what happens is: We form a "band." We write a song. We record the song. Then we make press kits and what not and pitch the song to our professor. And the hitch is, If he "signs" us to his label, then we pass, if not, then we get the honor of retaking the course. So I was up, or have been up until this very moment rather, trying to nail down the final details of this little assignment. But it sounds AMAZING to say the least. Even if it is fake. Ok, now that I'm done complaining about how tired I am, let me just say that I am very heartbroken. The easter bunny died this year. By that I mean, I didn't get an Easter basket from ANYONE in my family. It was a very gut wrenching episode. rofl. jk.
Anyway, class is starting. Please pray for an "A" out of all this.
Later,
Billiam
