Filed under: Dreams, Essays/School, Events, My Day | Tags: amazing, eastman, eastman school of music, pycckuu, russian, today
In the Russian, that means “What do you call yourself?”
I’m asking today. Today, kak bac 3obyt?
It answers, amazing.
And today calls itself amazing because
I just got accepted to Eastman School of Music.
Filed under: Events, My Day, Random Thoughts | Tags: almost, audition, basement, buffalo, buffalo sabres, clean, eastman, eastman school of music, esm, fifty, grass, hockey, homework, kim, move, moving, pretend, room, sabres, sabres hockey, smells, snow, spring, springtime, sunshine, temperature, western new york, winter
I want all of this snow to be gone, today. I’m seriously on board with the idea that the only reason I love Western New York winters is the fact that hockey season encompasses all of these stupid freezing months.
Uhg. But! It smells like spring outside. One might wonder how I know what spring smells like.
When you live in the country and pay attention, and look forward to sunshine as much as I do, you freaking just know.
I almost want to go for a walk today, despite the snow that still pollutes the ground in frigid layers. I could probably pretend there’s grass, if I wanted.
But I don’t; I have to clean my room, and I’ve done No Homework over this short week of break. I suppose I made up for not doing anything by auditioning at Eastman– that’s how I’m regulating my guilt (haha).
I’m almost excited to clean today, though. It’s like a rite of springtime: Kim Moves Back to Room.
My room’s in the basement, you see, and during crap temperatures it normally stays around, oh, fifty. Not exactly appealing for warm-blooded mammals like myself. So I’ve been bunking on the couch, and yes, that sucks.
Today, I move back in. It’s a certifiable disaster zone, but I’ll fix it. And it’ll almost be like spring.
Kick Drum Heart 