The one thing that I love about being in this school: The faculty and staff.
I appreciate how they are always so available for students.
You can have lunch and friendly conversations with them outside of class.
They are always so willing to help, to listen, and share their personal experiences.
The best part is they don't treat you like a child-- you are an adult and a professional in their eyes.
Props to Augsburg's faculty and staff!
Cabbage Wabbage
Monday, September 8, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Repertoire
This semester is going to be busy busy busy.
I have to figure out my music for my voice recital, and then pieces to play for piano lessons.
It's exciting but I have a feeling this will be my toughest semester.
For now, I've been working on Bellini and Mahler.
I might have to take a look at Schumann and Faure...
Anyhow, gotta catch up with homework.
Cabbage Wabbage
I have to figure out my music for my voice recital, and then pieces to play for piano lessons.
It's exciting but I have a feeling this will be my toughest semester.
For now, I've been working on Bellini and Mahler.
I might have to take a look at Schumann and Faure...
Anyhow, gotta catch up with homework.
Cabbage Wabbage
Sundays
What is it about Sundays that makes you feel like you have all the rights in the world to be lazy?
Kick off your shoes, sit on the couch like a big fat potato and munch on snacks all day long.
Sunday is the day to replenish your strength.
....
Really?
NO. NOT at ALL.
Just as much as you want your Sundays to be the day for rest, reality's banging on your head--screaming "DREAM ON" right into your ears.
Homework loads, grocery, laundry, planning, practicing, music searching. Yes, everything that I would've loved to be done with during the week gets pushed and squeezed right into my Sundays. Rush, rush , rush! Hurry, hurry, hurry! I'm just about to get a heart attack!
Someday, I should wish upon a star for the Sundays that I have been dreaming of ever since my first year of college.
Yes...that would be lovely!
Cabbage Wabbage
Kick off your shoes, sit on the couch like a big fat potato and munch on snacks all day long.
Sunday is the day to replenish your strength.
....
Really?
NO. NOT at ALL.
Just as much as you want your Sundays to be the day for rest, reality's banging on your head--screaming "DREAM ON" right into your ears.
Homework loads, grocery, laundry, planning, practicing, music searching. Yes, everything that I would've loved to be done with during the week gets pushed and squeezed right into my Sundays. Rush, rush , rush! Hurry, hurry, hurry! I'm just about to get a heart attack!
Someday, I should wish upon a star for the Sundays that I have been dreaming of ever since my first year of college.
Yes...that would be lovely!
Cabbage Wabbage
Honors Keystone
I'm loving my class.
I know some might think that it's a total bull shit, but it's actually furthering my perceptions in life.
We are reading Happiness (A History) by McMahon.
Lately, I've been reflecting on my past, comparing it to my present.
I am in complete odds with myself. And this book could not have passed my way at a better time.
I'm beginning to see that happiness comes within my choices.
I've always thought that I was cursed for life. I was born in the wrong family, with the wrong set of talents, mentality, and personality.
I'm not good at math.
I'm not exceptionally intelligent and studious.
I disagree with many of my family's religious standards.
Most of the time, I am unhappy with what I have, and what I have been given by God.
I find life confusing, and it ruptures beyond my control.
This Happy book showed me how I'm not alone.
And it suggests different ways for me to confront my "unhappiness".
It drives me to question more about my pursuit of happiness.
What does "happiness" mean?
Is it when you feel complete as a person?
Is it when you've finally achieved your personal goals?
Is it just a temporary "high"?
Can you make it last?
Or do you only crave for more after each happy moments?
Can you ever reach the purest true sense of happiness?
more to come!!
Cabbage Wabbage
I know some might think that it's a total bull shit, but it's actually furthering my perceptions in life.
We are reading Happiness (A History) by McMahon.
Lately, I've been reflecting on my past, comparing it to my present.
I am in complete odds with myself. And this book could not have passed my way at a better time.
I'm beginning to see that happiness comes within my choices.
I've always thought that I was cursed for life. I was born in the wrong family, with the wrong set of talents, mentality, and personality.
I'm not good at math.
I'm not exceptionally intelligent and studious.
I disagree with many of my family's religious standards.
Most of the time, I am unhappy with what I have, and what I have been given by God.
I find life confusing, and it ruptures beyond my control.
This Happy book showed me how I'm not alone.
And it suggests different ways for me to confront my "unhappiness".
It drives me to question more about my pursuit of happiness.
What does "happiness" mean?
Is it when you feel complete as a person?
Is it when you've finally achieved your personal goals?
Is it just a temporary "high"?
Can you make it last?
Or do you only crave for more after each happy moments?
Can you ever reach the purest true sense of happiness?
more to come!!
Cabbage Wabbage
Aviand
Ever since school started, we have received endless complaints.
It is interesting how humans are great at requesting to be accommodated, but are not willing to accommodate.
We demand changes without knowing what we exactly want.
Without understanding the long term goal of the change, no change can ever satisfy any customer.
So, what I'm trying to say here is...
You've asked for the change. And you've got the change.
So stop complaining, because the change has already happened,
And it happened because you asked for it.
Alright, that's all.
Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
Cabbage Wabbage
It is interesting how humans are great at requesting to be accommodated, but are not willing to accommodate.
We demand changes without knowing what we exactly want.
Without understanding the long term goal of the change, no change can ever satisfy any customer.
So, what I'm trying to say here is...
You've asked for the change. And you've got the change.
So stop complaining, because the change has already happened,
And it happened because you asked for it.
Alright, that's all.
Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
Cabbage Wabbage
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
First Day!!
So far so good.
Many shifts and changes.
But I guess it is the first day. Everyone is trying to understand their own pattern and speed.
It's soo good to see old friends.
But I'm not too sure if I wanna meet anymore new people for this year.
There is a HUGE mob of first year students this year.
Which kills the fun of meeting new folks.
Anyhow,
one more class to go.
Piano lesson with Jill Dawe.
I've heard so much about her, but have never been taught by her ever.
I'm excited!
Cabbage Wabbage
Many shifts and changes.
But I guess it is the first day. Everyone is trying to understand their own pattern and speed.
It's soo good to see old friends.
But I'm not too sure if I wanna meet anymore new people for this year.
There is a HUGE mob of first year students this year.
Which kills the fun of meeting new folks.
Anyhow,
one more class to go.
Piano lesson with Jill Dawe.
I've heard so much about her, but have never been taught by her ever.
I'm excited!
Cabbage Wabbage
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
New Semester!
Here we go again. A brand new year.
New goals?
Think context. Think with the end in mind.
Think goal.
Think.
Don't just feel.
Allow rationals.
Be in control.
Be efficient.
Be kind to the world.
Let lose of the grip.
And smile.
Life is good.
Life is too damn short.
So make it great.
Cabbage Wabbage
New goals?
Think context. Think with the end in mind.
Think goal.
Think.
Don't just feel.
Allow rationals.
Be in control.
Be efficient.
Be kind to the world.
Let lose of the grip.
And smile.
Life is good.
Life is too damn short.
So make it great.
Cabbage Wabbage
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