oh the powers of recall

lately i have been doing little else besides memorizing music for my senior recital. i currently have 50 pages of classical piano music floating around inside my head. it's surreal. only 8 pages more to go before i complete the project. memory is a funny thing. i have been reading about it in a book called Music, the Brain and Ecstasy. Fascinating, actually. I would expound, but i'm feeling kind of woozy. i'm excited about the future, but just as frightened. medically, i'm not sure what's going on. i tend to jump to worse-case-scenario mode and freak myself out. usually i'm wrong, and gladly so. but what if i'm not wrong this time? i shiver at the thought.

i got a new job and i start on monday. shouldn't be too difficult, i hope. teaching beginning piano students how to love music. i am also in charge of teaching the kids how to compose music using computer software. i don't think you understand how excited that makes me. i am a nerd at heart and a true balance of my parents. my father, the logical, die-hard technology wiz plus my mother, the whimsical, artist-in-every-possible-way, equals...me. i love math and i love english. i hate science and history and anything involving sports.

i'm writing a new song. it's been a while since i've put down some lyrics, but i felt compelled due to my current living situation. the current working title is "today not every day". or something like that.

i am going to go do the dishes, because that is my way of paying for rent. and then i'm going to grab a book, and jet off to pick up stix. ciao.