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This is a story...: Someone had to say it...
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This is a story. Monday, February 23, 2009. Someone had to say it. Well someone slap me with a wet squirrel! Michael Puryear, my Music Publishing professor. This got me thinking. What the heck is up with some of the phrases that we use in every day conversation? I'm not afraid to look stupid. Up until about a year or so ago, I had no idea I had been wrongly saying phrases my entire life:. Up and at 'em! 160;became "Up and Adam! 160;Which obviously made very little sense to me before I figured that one out.
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This is a story...: December 2009
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This is a story. Sunday, December 13, 2009. So It's been a while. Got a lot going on. But then comes London: adventure? Getting lost in the "tube"? Probably all of the above. I have no idea what I'm going to be doing there, but hey.why not right? All I know is I'm gearing up for some wet and cold weather and bringing a stack of books with me. Should be a good time. It would be nice to make some new friends and see the world.well.part of it, at least. Posted by Brooke Wilder. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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This is a story...: Wanted: Warm Fuzzies
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This is a story. Monday, June 15, 2009. Sometimes, I wish I could go back and enjoy music the way I did when I was 12. Of course I still love music today, but the way I hear and experience it is different.I don't care to "meet the band" anymore (with the exception of Andrew McMahon or Ben Gibbard. I'd go for a handshake in hopes that some vibe of genius would pass onto me). They're just people who write songs, sing them, and people like it. I don't know what my point is, so feel free to quit reading.
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This is a story...: February 2009
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This is a story. Saturday, February 28, 2009. Genius Strikes on Friday Nights! So I was watching Garden State tonight because I have nothing better to do on a Friday night when my friends are busy, and I was thinking about the guy in the movie who gets completely loaded off of his invention of silent velcro. Now silent velcro is a pretty good idea. Sometimes I wonder what kind of ridiculous invention I could come up with and make a ton of money off of. Let's start with the Clapper. It would be totallly a...
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This is a story...: The present is a funny place to live.
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This is a story. Thursday, March 12, 2009. The present is a funny place to live. It's a weird feeling when you realize you've outgrown your past and haven't quite figured out the future. When you've outgrown your home, your friends, your childhood wishes. It's just plain weird. I don't know if I should be upset or excited. Spring break has been really interesting for me. I feel like in a matter of 2 days, I figured out everything I had unknowingly been trying to figure out for the past year and a half.
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This is a story...: Genius Strikes on Friday Nights!
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This is a story. Saturday, February 28, 2009. Genius Strikes on Friday Nights! So I was watching Garden State tonight because I have nothing better to do on a Friday night when my friends are busy, and I was thinking about the guy in the movie who gets completely loaded off of his invention of silent velcro. Now silent velcro is a pretty good idea. Sometimes I wonder what kind of ridiculous invention I could come up with and make a ton of money off of. Let's start with the Clapper. It would be totallly a...
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This is a story...: I'm Quitting Quitting.
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This is a story. Sunday, July 26, 2009. I think I want to take up ballroom dancing. While channel surfing tonight, I landed on a new show called "Dancing Tweens" (please note the play on the Abba song). Now, I currently am watching 8 year old Isabella dancing with her handsome 11 year old partner Mark.and they make me feel like I suck at life. Why did my parents let me quit dance? And what was I thinking quitting piano lessons? Posted by Brooke Wilder. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Ideas are Far...
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This is a story...: Ch-ch-changes
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This is a story. Sunday, December 13, 2009. So It's been a while. Got a lot going on. But then comes London: adventure? Getting lost in the "tube"? Probably all of the above. I have no idea what I'm going to be doing there, but hey.why not right? All I know is I'm gearing up for some wet and cold weather and bringing a stack of books with me. Should be a good time. It would be nice to make some new friends and see the world.well.part of it, at least. Posted by Brooke Wilder. A girl named heather.
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This is a story...: March 2009
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This is a story. Thursday, March 12, 2009. The present is a funny place to live. It's a weird feeling when you realize you've outgrown your past and haven't quite figured out the future. When you've outgrown your home, your friends, your childhood wishes. It's just plain weird. I don't know if I should be upset or excited. Spring break has been really interesting for me. I feel like in a matter of 2 days, I figured out everything I had unknowingly been trying to figure out for the past year and a half.