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There is nothing like finding a great new song. I've had the privilege of finding several recently, and I found them all on my own. ;) I'm listening to one of them right now actually. The Big Pink's "Velvet".

Jeez, it's so good.

Anyways, once again, I come to Blogger with no point in my writing. I just saw that I hadn't updated in a while so I thought I'd stop by.

Oh, Blogger...
Don't be offended.
I swear I don't see you as a "chore".
Do you believe me?
So we're still friends?
OK, good.

I started looking into masters degrees this afternoon, and so far I have two universities on my "apply" list. Other than the obvious UT Austin, I've decided to look into Columbia University in NY. The east coast has been looking mighty nice recently, so I'm gonna search for other schools in the area.

I'm taking a finance course right now, and as it turns out i really really like it. I was surprised at how much I ended up liking it. It's kind of like accounting's distant cousin that you only see at reunions. You know they're related but only by a technicality.

My professor was talking about the New York Stock Exchange the other day, and it sounded interesting. Not the greed or the self-gain aspect, but the rush of having to run around and beat the bell. I made a mental note to work there one day. I don't know how serious I am about it, but it would be cool.

I feel like this summer has been an incredible season for me. I've really been able to find myself all over again. Before this whole phase, I found myself really attached to labels/people/scenarios. And even though the separation from it all has had its moments where it really hurt, I can't even begin to explain how worth it it has been.

Looks like Sylvia is finally growing up.

the worst

thing about having a sore throat is not being able to sing. I don't mind the pain or discomfort - that I can hack. I just hate the way my chords feel once I start singing. & the runny nose isn't helping much, either.

This sickness came out of nowhere, too. I was watching "He's Just Not That Into You" last night and BAM! out of nowhere my throat starts hurting. It's progressed slowly and now I officially feel like shat.

All of this talk about finance and management has been driving the right side of my brain crazy. I feel so much inspiration and creativity wanting to come forth but my time has to be wasted reading two chapters a day and taking quizzes galore every week. I really want to get started on a photo project I've had in mind for a while. Or even that movie Morris and I were going to film-it's be cool if that got up and running. But alas, life intervenes. and we sometimes tend to be more talk than action I suppose.

Let's not be that way
Let's just do it
That's what she said
...don't you dare.

This week has been really good considering my situation. Umm, it has definitely been different but still good nonetheless. My dad moved back in this week and the transition has thus far been smooth. He seems more like a visitor than a resident but maybe time will change that. He came in to my room last night as I was writing an e-mail to my pen pal and he just sat on my ben and asked questions

"So where are you writing to?"
"China and Canada"
"What? Really?! At the same time?"
"yep. same time"
"That's AMAZING!"

at this point, he just stood there and hovered. I usually hate it when people hover over me, but I didn't mind this time. One, because I was writing in English and I knew he probably couldn't make much sense of what I was typing. And Two, because he showed a genuine interest in wanting to be accepted. Like he was trying too hard or something. I liked the sincerity of it.

Ho Hum Ho HUm

I can't believe I haven't written about the Yeah Yeah Yeahs show. I mean, not that I will, but still. I think that the concert just meant so much to me that I rather keep that part of my heart to myself.

You might be thinking
"But Sylvia. It's just a concert? What else could you tell us about a concert that we haven't already heard?"

And you may be true. I could describe June 3rd as just any other show, but the feelings involved were just so much more than that. It would take too long to explain and I would come across as annoying (not that I'm not already, but that's another story).

Whatever. That day was great, and that's all I have to say about that.
That's it.
Fin