if only opened minds didnt come with opened mouths
this was a bumper sticker on a car that i saw on the way to school this morning. it made me think... "what kind of person is that? what are his beliefs? is he passionate or is he one of those people that just says/does things for the sole purpose of getting a reaction?" this in turn led me to another tangent in my mind.. a few nights ago this guy from school had an away message up that read:
brushing the aids out of my mouth. when i read that, i again sat there looking at my computer wondering why the hell he would have that up, of all things, for all to see. it was sick. not even funny. i guess i got fired up because this guy is really disgusting.. hooks up with any guy that walks and even makes it his mission to sleep with other people's beaus. sick. then i realized how upset i was getting and thought that someone so ignorant wasnt worth even caring about. its just time wasted getting worked up over something that in the scheme of things doesnt matter. my tangent was interrupted by me almost getting hit my a car. my eyes hadnt left that bumper sticker. as i approached the car even more i noticed he had much smaller stickers on there too. there was an hrc sticker.. a cross.. and then a sticker that read:
tolerance is the key. it made me smile. i started to go on another tangent on how he could be the victim of discrimination of what things he could have gone through.. and i just stopped. sometimes, i just think too much. he could have just been a joe-schmoe. an average guy that saw that bumper sticker and liked it. i had forgotten all about it until i got on lj and read through my friends page. i disagreed and agreed with a lot with what was said. Either way, whatever your views or beliefs or what not, i'm glad that people actually care to have their minds so heavily involved with things like that. i was chatting with friends over dinner, all of us of age to vote, and some people hadnt even registered.. some had no idea who was running. i'll admit, i didnt know much before the primaries, but once my dad mailed my absentee ballot to my apt, i made it a point to research things because it
is important. hundreds of thousands of Americans dont vote.. dont voice their opinion.. most of them being in my age range. so whichever candidate you want to see as your president, make sure to vote.
woah that was so incoherent. haha. oh well. im in such a space cadet sort of mood.
so today i sang in studio. i hadnt sung for the girls in a while so it was kinda of exciting.. but fuckin nerve-wrecking as hell. oddly enough, my nerves gave me that extra buoyancy my voice needed to sing Bizet. lol. i really love the girls in my studio. they're only voice students i'm friends with. mainly, because the perf majors are pretty scarce during the day so i dont see em.. but also because the few that i've met are on this high horse that i dont bother to ever be around. im probably the most insecure singer at school.. but i would never let anyone of the others know.. its brutal almost. haha. you gotta have a thick skin and thats what Randi said from the start. She told us: "I give you exactly 1 month to get rid of that naive ego. You were all the best from wherever you came from.. if you werent, you wouldnt be here. However, I will not tolerate it. I will not have my studio resort to the sterotype of stuck up singers. Plus, i need to teach you now that its a small world where theres absolutely no room for egos. I give you 1 month to adjust. From then on, we'll work on building a much need thick skin you need to survive in this world of ours. you will torn apart again and again by people, but you need to learn how to filter out what you want out of the critcisms and take nothing personally. No one said it would be easy." I love Randi. Shes the greatest teacher is so many ways. im very lucky.
i gotta get going with some homework. that, and laundry.. i hate doing laundry more than anything. grrr.
much love.
martita