Play Sandstorm!!!!

Last night was Moses Madness and I danced so much I started to sweat. And I really didn't care.
Last night my super crush showed up. And I became giddy from the fact that we were at the same party.
Last night some stupid boys started throwing punches and a fight broke out. And I'm not gonna lie, I got scared. And Maggie got kicked in the face.

But last night was awesome.

In summer, the song sings itself.

This weekend I became a minister. Well, at least according to ulc.org and Nicholas C Snow.
My Friday night consisted of me sitting in my desk chair, alternating my time between an edited Jerry Maguire on TV and an AIM conversation with Nick. Somehow we found ourselves talking about weddings and he started talking about his friends' wedding and how he wants to do the ceremony. In astonishment I asked him if he was a minister to which he replied yes. In fact, he is a wizard...stay with me ya'll. I exclaimed that that was so cool and that I for one want to become a minister just so I can perform weddings. And he sent me to The Universal Life Church Monastery. I clicked on instant ordination and poof! Call me Reverend, baby.

In other news, the sappy girl in me who desperately wants romance in her life bought The Notebook on DVD yesterday. I was trying to save it for Saturday night when I knew I wouldn't have anything to do but I gave in and watched it at about 4:00 in the afternoon. Sigh. I love that movie. After the movie I checked out all the special features...and the deleted scenes...yea nuff said. Go borrow it from someone if you want to know what I'm talking about. It's really hot.

And I've decided that this summer is not going to suck. I'm greatly anticipating June 3 and the release of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants movie. I already have 2 dates for that movie! Awesome.

18 days until my return...and I'm actually looking forward to it.

P.S. I'm convinced that blasts from the past (way past) are always in search of gossip. And when they can't get it, they give up and don't IM you for a couple of months...which is fine.

Let me be who I am

I'm in love.
I've been in love with this one for a long time.
Granted, it's not real love, more like "luff".
A musical love would be an appropriate way of putting it.

I've been listening to Marc Broussard a lot lately. He's from the south (Lafayette, LA) and this little fact makes me want to go to Belmont. Sounds crazy right? I don't know how to explain it. I feel like there's a difference in talent in New York and someplace like Nashville. Eh. Whatever. I love him. I've loved him for so long and the fact that he's finally getting the attention he deserves is awesome.

Natalie and I met him last year at SXSW and he was cool and took pictures with us. But at the same time you could tell he's cocky and knows he rocks.

Ohhhh but he's so sexy when he performs.

To be honest, I'm bored, hence my little Marc Broussard praise. Maggie's out of town this weekend which means I have no one to play with. Haha. "Who are our friends?"

The end.

What do you get when you take 4 bloggers and put a gallon of beer in front of them?

After a week of tears and frustration, I decided that I needed a break from school and skipped class for the first time this year. That's right folks. I, Anna, did not go to Rec Tech lab on friday. Well, I went to turn in my assignment and then left. I came home and did NOTHING and boy did it feel good. Plus, I had to rest up for the events that would be presented to me that evening...

Friday night brought me, Maggie, Nick, and Justin to Cosmic Cantina. We got there and ordered the ridiculous SUPER PITCHER which is basically a gallon of beer. Yea...we got 2 of those. And then being that it was still early in the evening (note:happy hour), my mom called me. Nice. She sounded frustrated cause I couldn't talk because a) I was at a loud restaurant and b) I was drunk. Did she know this? Of course not because "Anna doesn't really like to drink" (as said to my uncle by my mom over spring break). The sound of frustration in her voice made me depressed again which caused me to talk Justin's ear off about my problems and spill his beer all over my pants. Nice. We were joined by Maggie's friends Amanda and Emma.

We left. Proceeded to walk to Sophie's. Justin, Nick and myself became seperated from the others. BUT THEN, they came and they brought Olivia who rocks! She went to see Spamalot and I became really jealous as she told me all about it.

We left Sophie's. We went to Crif Dogs. Joe and Byron were there. I sat next to Joe, he turned to me and said "Fuck Gallatin" and being the emotional person that I am, I almost started to cry. I honestly have the best friends in the world.

Me, Maggie, Amanda, Olivia, and Nick went back to the dorm and had a sleepover. I collapsed in my bed as the others watched Gummo. I went in and out of sleep only to lift up my head and see odd things happening on the tv screen. I was a bit frightened. And then I woke up to the sounds of Nick's voice coming from the kitchen.

Saturday night I watched Brown Sugar on VH1...I really liked that movie. And Taye Diggs is kinda hot.

And I really need to go to the Landmark more often.

And now you're leaving New York for no better place...maybe...

Ok so I was trying my best to resist writing about this but I can't take it anymore and just need to let it all out. I've talked to many of you about the recent events in my life and have asked for your advice. Many of you have seen me cry for the first time since you've known me and you didn't make fun of me and I thank you for hugging me and telling me it's ok. And while it is inevitably my decision and I shouldn't let what others say influence my choice, I'm still asking for advice. And since I can't make a list myself because the meer thought of it makes me cry, I need pros and cons of staying in New York and continuing at NYU versus leaving to go to Belmont in Nashville. This is if I get into the Music Business program here and if I get into the Music Business program at Belmont. Then I will have a huge choice to make. If they don't take me here and I get in there, then I'll probably leave and it will probably kill me but I would be back in 2 years no doubt about it. And you can come visit me in Nashville which is actually a really cool place. I promise you. So yea I have all the pros and cons for each place in my head but they're all mixed up. Blah.

Today I was at Guitar Center waiting for Ian to go on break so we could eat and I was downstairs playing with the keyboards when my phone started ringing. I thought it was Ian wondering where I ran off to and then I saw that it was my Uncle Tony. I haven't seen/talked to him in a long time and I guess my mom told him about my nervous breakdowns/"what am I doing with my life" phase and he wanted to see if I was ok and talk to me about it. Really sweet. But I had to go eat so I couldn't talk to him. He's calling me tomorrow and I'm actually kind of nervous to talk to him. He's gonna tell me to go to Belmont. He likes that place. Ahhh.

On the bright side, I haven't cried yet today :)

AND my mom is mailing me cascarones so we're going to have Fiesta here. Cascarones, salsa, Mexican theme all over...it will be great and you will come and dance and eat. And it will make me happy to share this with you all and not be sad that I'm missing it.

My brother has decided to go to UT Austin. Yay brother! He was actually thinking of going to Vanderbilt and was going to visit but then his friend's mom said that it's full of frat guys who wear their collars popped up and girls with Louis Vuitton bags who probably all think their the Olsen twins. Yea, my brother would have beat the crap out of all of them. But if I went to Nashville and he did too then we could be friends...actually he still wouldn't talk to me...until I turned 21.

Oh man I EQ'd the guitars! It sounds awesome man!

Last night = interesting.

First off, I had my recital last night and I thought it went really well. Thanks to Mike for coming.

After the recital I went back to the dorm to grab something to eat and get ready for a house party in Brooklyn. I met my group of gentleman at Cliff St. and then we made our way to Nick & Jason's for pre-game. We get there, and they decided to watch Showgirls on VH1. It was really funny. Granted it was completely edited with digitally painted on clothes, but that's what made it funny.

We walked to the party which took about an hour and I was ready to go home by the time we got there. But then I decided to stay and it was fun. AND THEN Maggie decided to grace us with her presence so Joe, Byron, and I went to pick her up at the subway. Overall the party was fun. Best part of the night was when Maggie mentioned something about a friend who was friend's with Paul Rothman and then I look and Paul's standing a few feet away from me! It was the most random thing ever. I went searching for Mike to tell him that our lab partner was here. We then went on a search for Mr. Rothman and well we found him and of course he started talking about music tech and his mixing project. And that was my cue to leave the room.

A lot of other stuff happened too. You can refer to Maggie's blog for the subway ride home.

And this entry was kind of lame. I'm sorry. Stop crying you wuss.

To me flirtin' is just like a sport

Maggie and one of her friends are having a bad song exchange right now as I type and well he sent her "Mambo No. 5." And she put it on and we had an impromptu dance party. You can do pretty much every dance move imaginable to that song especially the Pee Wee Herman dance. If you ever get to be present at one of these impromptu dance parties, consider yourself to be very lucky.

Cue cheesy, nostalgic flashback music

Alright so I'm feeling really nostalgic and I need to reflect and remember and all that good stuff. And you have to read. Muahahahahaha. Actually you can "x" out if you like.

So for the past few days I've been talking to Nina via AIM. I haven't really spoken to her a lot since she left back in September. But I guess today really triggered my memory. Today was the most beautiful day in New York. Pretty much the first since before cold hit. At this time last year, I was hanging out in Washington Square Park with Nina drinking smoothies and watching people randomly switching books (later we discovered that they were drug dealing). Both of us had just finished reading The Da Vinci Code and hoped that it was a mystery we could solve. Nerds, I know. If we weren't hanging out in the park or playing frisbee or soccer with Maggie, we would be watching Indiana Jones and wanting to be archeologists saving antiquities one at a time. And I miss it so much. I miss her. I wish she hadn't left. I understand why and I'm so happy she's happy. But sometimes it really sucks without her here.

And it's happening all over again. This year has brought me many friends, just as Spring 2004 did, and summer is approaching and then I have to go home and be away from all of them for 3 months. It makes me sad. I mean we'll come back in the fall (or more so I will come back since it seems everyone lives in the northeast area) and it will be all happy and everyone rejoice! We are re-united! Party! But still. Lame. I wish it didn't cost so much to fly. Well, to/from Texas at least.

Then I was listening to an oldies mix on my itunes and "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell came on and I was immediately brought back to sophomore year of high school when all of my friends and I went to see Remember the Titans and it became one of my favorite movies and that song became our song. I remember being at Jillian's Quinceanera and the dj playing it and all of my friends getting together and singing it. Cheesy I know. But these are just moments that I wish I could rewind to at any time. Anytime I'm feeling sad or upset about anything, I could go back to these moments and enjoy them for just a bit and then I would be ok again. But you can't turn back time. Boo!

Come to my recital.

All day, all night we're singin'

Me: Hey (your name)! What are you doing on Friday April 8 from 6:00-7:30 pm?
You: Hey! Nothing!
Me: Well then you should come to my voice recital!
You: Sweet! When & where is it?
Me: Well like I said before, Friday April 8 from 6:00-7:30 pm in the Steinhardt building, room 879.
You: Awesome! I'll be there!
Me: Cool! Don't be late!

So yea I've got my recital on friday. I'm gonna be uber-nervous and in all honesty probably don't want you to come cause that will make me more nervous. But then I'll be upset if no one comes so yea. Come if you'd like. You will be number 1 on my list of favorite people. And I'm warning you too: I may suck cause when I get nervous I suck. With all that said, come see me sing and then we can go party afterwards.

All the sounds of the earth are like music

If I could find English translations to songs from Carmen, I would have put them instead of a line from "Oh What a Beautiful Mornin'" from Oklahoma. But anyways. Tonight I went to see the New York City Opera's production of Carmen at the New York State Theatre in Lincoln Center. First off, I would just like to state how much I enjoy Lincoln Center and that I definitely don't go there enough. It never ceases to amaze me and I hope that one day I'll get to work there somehow.

So Carmen. For my first opera experience, I would say it was a good one. I talked to my mom this morning and told her I was going to see it and she said that it was a good first timer opera. Thanks to NYU's Ticket Central, I was able to purchase a $33 orchestra seat and when I got there I saw that the seat was actually very good. And the fact that the 2 seats in front of me were empty made the experience that much more enjoyable. Overall the opera was very beautiful. I started to tear up when the overture began because I recognized all the songs. I felt so lame that the curtain hadn't even risen yet and I was already crying. But when the opera started I sucked it up and watched. And then I started to cry when all the little kids came on stage pretending to be soldiers. I was drawn to the smallest kid on stage. He was a little boy probably 6 years old and he was so cute. He was marching along and so into it and I thought this is probably like the pretend game for him except on a stage in front of thousands of people. I think the only complaint I have about it is that there were a few times where the orchestra was drowning out the singers. But for the most part you could hear them fine. It's really a lovely opera and I would recommend it to anyone.

All the cool kids are doing it.

Yes, since I thoroughly enjoy succumbing to peer pressure, I have created a blog. Why? Because all the cool kids are doing it of course. I'm not going to apologize to anyone who has been a dedicated LiveJournal reader of mine because all you have to do is suck it up and click on the new link in my profile. Geez get over it ok!