Never realized how much I hate calling people on the phone until I had to call the place that offered me a job to make sure the paperwork went through or will go though. I’m pretty much shaking. I hate getting nervous over stupid stuff.
I'm Bethany. Freshman in college. Music major. I'm just trying to figure everything out. This is full of my random thoughts, happenings, pictures from travels, videos, poems, random writing and whatnot.
15 job applications later and I get to sit and wait for the phone calls…hopefully this won’t take too long.
"Most importantly, if you can at all avoid it, don’t be normal. Strive, burn and do everything you can to avoid being the industry standard. Even the highest industry standard. Be greater than anything anyone else has ever dreamed of you. Don’t settle for pats on the back, salary increases, a nod-and-a-smile. Instead, rage against the tepidness of the mundane with every fiber of whatever makes you, you. Change this place."
— i wrote this for you (via notinmybrain)
So I’m washing my clothes at the family friend’s house I am currently living in and they have really fancy everything. Their washer sounds like a mini airplane taking off. It’s so odd.
"You have to look at what you have right in front of you, at what it could be, and stop measuring it against what you’ve lost."
— Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You (via simply-quotes)
So officially moved out of the dorms and into a family friend’s house for the summer. Totally home alone with their two dogs. The dogs are precious but slightly obnoxious and really clingy. I tried to practice, but that ended in them barking up a storm at me, so I guess I will just wait until they come back to do that. Bah, I just really hope they get here soonish, so I can practice.
Juries were fantastic, could not have gone better…so glad to be done with them, especially since a cork on my flute decided to fall off while I was warming up. Nothing like a giant scare right before I perform for the woodwind faculty.
My roommate and I bought really cheap facial masks before hell week. It feels so nice. But this week is called dead week, which actually means first finals week and juries. Definitely not excited. I’ll just be happy when it’s over and I can breathe again.
