Well, here we are: August. What a beautiful mess I've created. How did it get to the point where summer is mostly over and everyone decides to leave for vacation so I barely get to see anyone?
The "to do's" list is starting to write itself for what I need to do in preparation for Calgary. To recap what has happened so far: let everything sink in - semi-check; mixed emotions - check; farewells - they've begun; mentally visualize list of items I need to bring - check. I think that is about all that I've done so far. As you can see, the progress is slower than watching Rosie O'Donnell walk across the stage.
I am still of the most clueless when it comes to gathering required materials and information for post-secondary education. I'm struggling to know how to find out what textbooks I need, how much tuition I need to pay, and how much of a toll it will take on me to take such long bus rides to and from school. Speaking of bus rides, I am very disappointed to find out that the time it will take me to get to and from school has just expanded about, I would guess, half an hour. As if my ride was not already long enough. I heard that Calgary has decided to close down a bus station that would get me to school; so I need to make one other transfer. It seems that things are just looking so fantastic from here on out. I honestly don't know how I can possibly survive. Honestly.
Anyways, I don't know why I'm blogging about this next topic; but, I decided to do so. Some people know that I play guitar. Over the last couple years, I've learned a technique that helps me play without using a guitar pick. I don't really like using picks too much because I always drop them, they wear out, and they cost money. So this technique requires the use of my fingers. So you're probably thinking: wow, finger picking - how original. The average person with average guitar knowledge would think that you actually use your fingers to finger pick - and they are not wrong. But the tone that you get from finger picking is very soft, and it's hard to play loudly when the music builds. So the technique I've learned encompasses the use of finger nails to sharpen up the tone (at the same time, louder) and strumming. If you've strummed a guitar with a finger and with a finger nail, you will know the difference. So, in order to do this well, you need long finger nails. So here is where it gets gross, and I get comments on it all the time. Yes, I have very long finger nails on my right hand; but not anymore because I cut them. If any of this intrigues you in anyway and want to know more, I'd be more than happy to explain; I just don't want to take up too much room talking about something that could be boring the heck out of my (not) very big audience of readers.
Why did I cut my finger nails? I've decided to give up playing the guitar for the month of August. There are a couple reasons. Something has been clouding my mind lately, and I haven't found much motivation to play. Also, I need to send in my guitar to get fixed up before I leave. Despite my love for guitars, they haven't treated me very well; or, contrarily, I haven't treated mine very well. I have run into problems with both my guitars that needed to be sent back to the shop to get fixed, and yes, I need to send my Taylor in to have something fixed. I just hope that I don't have to pay any money. If I do need to pay, then it will hurt me, but also teach me that love hurts. Yeah I did.
Uhh, anyways, I think I'll be okay with everything put into consideration. I managed to get through my dark days of high school, so I think I'll be able to get through starting a new life.
Hopefully.
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