Le Visage de Bonheur

I just discovered something new about myself.  I'm not sure exactly how to say this, but when I'm playing guitar my personality, the very essence of me, becomes embodied in the music.  Somehow my emotions, my general characteristics, myself becomes the music.  Obviously not perfectly so, but just now through the music I realized that I am momentarily at peace.  This is so amazing to be sitting here not worried about the past, present or future; all the questions and uncertanties melted away.  Life will happen when it happens; it will be neither on time nor late - it will just be.  It's great to just be.  In French the other day, we were talking about "le visage de bonheur" (the face of happiness) and basically that phrase is describing something that truly makes you happy; for me, it's primarily music.  My soul, it seems, feeds and grows on the intertwining of melodic lines; it paints a picture in my head of solitude without loneliness, sound without quiet, and the tranquil place beside the still waters.

So, that being said, I will leave you with the question, what is your "visage de bonheur"?

Oh, I almost forgot.  Next semester I will not be in the States; I'm going to be studying in France! woo hoo!!

in honor of the day devoted to love... saint-valentin.  have a good un

It has been a long while since last I wrote, and so here is my dissertation.

It's interesting how much people change in such a short amount of time.  It seems that every time I look in the mirror I see someone different - not necessarily bad different, just different; however, this last introspection left me with the realization that I had become someone I don't wanna be.  Therein, I decided to work on these faults I have noticed; so the caustic language is being toned down and I have started going to this wonderful church where the worship is amazing.  I am going to try to get plugged in at Carver Park and renew my walk with Christ.  It's been a while since I've truly taken a stroll with Jesus and quite frankly, it feels good spend time with Him.

In other news, I recently met a girl who is quite amazing, but I don't think she's interested in a relationship... at least with me... which I guess is ok.  I am slowly resigning myself to the fact that I will never find the ever-elusive woman of my dreams and am beginning to think she doesn't exist.  By the way, despite the depressing tone one might expect this paragraph to express, it is actually written with a light heart (with a touch of nostalgia).

As for school, I am doing fairly well.  I have almost secured 9 hrs of A's and at least B's in the other two courses.  Intermediate micro is by far my favorite class thus far in my college career and it makes me excited about school.

Finally, I will be gone for Wednesday and Thursday of Thanksgiving, but if any of y'all wanna do something that weekend hit up my cell or drop me an e-mail.

What Grinds My Gears

What if teddy bears don't like to be held or cuddled; what if they like their personal space?  All people ever do is hug and squish and cuddle with their teddy bears; the bears have to be worn out after all these years.  We should give these poor bears a break and some much needed time off.  Give teddy bears all around the world the respect they deserve and let them go on holiday for a week or so; allow them to fluff their stuffing every once in a while.  Don't be tyrannical and monopolize the bears life; just because you own them doesn't mean that they have no self-respect or the desire to be something greater than just your plaything.  Where are your morals?  ...treating these bears worse than common animals; you ought to be ashamed.  And that's what grinds my gears.

Currently Watching Finding Neverland (Widescreen Edition) see related

sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bored

sooooooooooooooooooo long since i've updated... sooooooooooooo many finals. so much to do.  im not doing anything. i should transfer to unt and become a classical guitarist... cause all i do is play guitar.

that is all. good bye.

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