I haven't blogged since... ooh -- junior / senior year of high school..? It's not old news though seeing as I'm a veteran of this craze since I was 11 years old, it makes sense I would return. Time to bring it back!
Lately, I live in Natchitoches. Yes, Longview for me has officially retired as a part time home which I'll be staying at for the next two days. It seems like my mom is always finding some kind of reason to make me come back. I guess she can't help that her last child is in her twenties and is nearing the day where her current "permanent" address will no longer be permanent.
Since I've returned for the first time this summer, I learned of all kinds of news. The following bullets highlight such "important / interesting" news the locals / my mom has informed me of:
- Two houses down my street from me lived a lady Mrs. Traylor. She walked her dogs daily, lived alone, and put up the cutest Halloween decorations every year. She died-- parked on the side of the road and shot herself. She was only 52 years old. Yet, I imagine everyone's first assumptions to her death would be because she was lonely-- even with her dogs.
"She looked so happy. You would never guess someone like her would want to do that to them self. " - my mom
- I visited my best friend Kaitlin and her mom for the first time in weeks. Some guy gave them a "new doorbell." They're not for sure where, but it's cool as hell! It has 8 different ringtones: Beethoven's 5th, Take Me Out to the Ball Game, Happy Birthday, and Yellow Rose of Texas just to name a few. (that last one is so King of Hill lol) It was really quiet over there now that I think about it. I keep forgetting her dog died recently. He would bark every time I came by since 5th grade. Her name was Sabel and she looked like Lassie.
- My grandma made the paper for being a cancer survivor and apparently my dad got shirts made for the doctor and nurses and few other employees with their names on it and cliche pink cancer ribbons printed on them..? So random. New local celebrities I guess.
And to believe-- that was yesterday's news. What does May 20th have in store?
However, in a nutshell / 10 bullets or less;
My Summer So Far:
- I live in a house / duplex / castle; (however narrow your mindset is, I guess) in Natchitoches. Either way, it'll be my new home that I'll be paying for through multiple jobs I guess with Charlie Bass as my roommate. He's such a reasonable slash good roommate. I'm thankful. This was made official when the lease was signed yesterday :)
- Last night we played hide and seek with the neighbors (Ryan and Coop) on their side of the house -- lights off, can't use your phone for light, haunted house style. Yes, people faked hiding places at times to just to hear Charlie Bass scream. It was great. Gotta love the neighBROS ;)
- Also, yesterday I finally had a good talk with someone I've been wanting to talk / hang out with for a while. Her name is Marla. She's amazing and she's probably grouped in with the small handful of people I look up to "music profession wise." Even though she's not majoring in music anymore, she still had some good advice / insight with the whole "music education scene." We surprisingly equally level out on a lot of topics and sadly recognized the flaws of the music ed department at NSU. Oh, and she's a fan of my new summer jam My Girls by Animal Collective. It's always exciting finding someone who enjoys a certain song as much as you do to where you both do the same dance move at the exact same time because of a certain entrance of a beat or chord progression. (Nerd-Alert! Nerd-Alert! Not to toot my own alarm..)
- I love reminders that I'm a music major.
Today:
Me: "Kaitlin, listen to this song. It's my new jam!"
Kaitlin: "Uhh.. I don't know if I'm fillin this."
Me: "Just wait, it gets better. Wait for the beat to kick in."
Kaitlin: "Ehh, I don't know. Remember, I don't listen to music the way you do; I don't think of it like, "Oh, yeah! That tempo is where it's at! Mmmn, that beat-- I just listen to the words." (haha, so true) - Sang, went, and *participated* in an Episcopalian church this last Sunday. For the love of dear S-A-I..
- Sat by a pool while the people I went with swam. (seeing as I can't swim, this should definitely be marked as important) It could have been worst though: I could have been Kirbye; walking into a gated pool area, FULLY CLOTHED -- with a towel. No, wait. There was worst there: try a family of people, fully clothed, with matching "OP" Wal (star) Mart hair caps -- IN THE POOL. I met them both halfway: soffe shorts, a swim suit top, and a t-shirt. I'm not trippin, they won't remember me.
- Had a short staring contest with a raccoon that appeared at my living room window
- Expirenced Kistache (the somewhat local natural / forestry side of Natchitoches) for the first time with a few friends. Another trip where knowing how to swim could have heightened the "fun."
whoa, this was not suppose to be this long. PRINT PREVIEW, PRINT, X-Out.
