Bittersweet Symphony

For many on the ACU campus, the moment in college life that is filled with the most apprehension and anticipation is the night social club bids are distributed. There is laughing, crying, screams of joy and jumping up and down, (well, at least in the girls dorms..it's a scary place to be) heartbreak, and disappointment.
A much lesser known, but equally, if not more, bittersweet night is the night that the ACU Wind Ensemble audition results are posted. And for these people, this night doesn't come once, but four times (or more) in their college career. With around 30 people waiting, the list went up at 11 pm after many had been waiting or checking in most of the day. The reactions, though, differed somewhat from those of bidnight. The most common emotions were relief (combined with concern for those who didn't make it) and disappointment.
With the results:
I am excited to be a part of the wind ensemble again.
For those who are in concert band, I know it's going to be an awesome season, there is a lot of talent in that group...have fun with it.

Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. ~1 Cor. 10:31

And one more thing

The unofficial song of the weekend:

White Christmas

kthx Roomate...it is eternally in my head...

Fun Times

Arrgg...Computers take all the fun out of this kind of stuff. I actually had progress on a blog and of course my computer froze. Oh the wonders of technology.

I think I just got done blaming my absence on blogger's block, therefore skipping any interesting occurrences of the last two weeks including Homecoming and the conclusion of pledging.

Fall break is the intended focus of this blog:

Fall break 2004: Sigma Pi Phi roadtrip to Kingsville and Corpus Christi with approximately 35 friends...and of course friends of friends.

Thursday: The leaving
The caravan dwindled to two cars with the change of plans of others in the group. The parking lot median attacked us before we could even leave. Eventually, after the fear of a gas leak that turned out to be just car computer confusion, we were on our way...only about an hour and a half delayed. Several rounds of 20 questions, dinner in Brady, a gas stop in San Antonio, and a few power naps later, we made it to Kingsville. Exit car, enter humid jungle of South Texas, exit humid jungle, enter arctic tundra of the community center where we stayed. Settled in, and finally got to sleep after the football and volleyball were stolen from the boys so they would stop making noise.

Friday: The Beach
Good times including smashing jellyfish, feeding seagulls, burying EC, oyster races, sand castles, waves, and volleyball. Lots of sun and sand, and I escaped with minimal sunburns. Dinner at the Fullbright's...I still don't really know what I ate. I know there was turkey...and sausage...but as to what the sausage was made of, I have no idea. The moon was painted...by most...and many items were packed for our future trip...also to the moon. Can I take Tortuga? Late night activities included Murder in the Dark, random other games, and also some random (much needed) girl talk.

Saturday: The day of indecision
The plan: to split up and do what you want, either the beach, the aquarium, or the mall. My choice, the aquarium...sounded fun to me...yay fish. Lunch was a stop at "Subway Subway Subway!!" Aquarium was fun...cute blowfish looked like a cabbage patch doll, blue lobster was 1 in 5 million, jellyfish are colorful, dolphins are smart, wrestled concrete alligators... Came back, ate good pizza, watched ACU beat A&M Kingsville...for half the game, went to The Grudge, dressed up everybody to go to Whataburger, had a talk.., more "girly" moments, bed.

Sunday: Good church, Good food, more driving
Gotta love small town churches where the football game is brought up in class/service at least five times. Potluck...gimme some fried chicken and a dessert plate and I'm good to go. Drive home, play more 20 questions, drive through some rain, get a phone call from Mark about the broken jaw that wasn't broken...that was a mean joke...Made it home alive.

I survived Corpus Christi 2004.

The End...