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Sep 08, 2006 21:23

and then, i stole into one of the piano rooms on campus (which i have access to b/c of the voice lessons i am taking), and played until my eyes became red. some, songs that i have been playing since i was 8. (suzuki method.) others, songs that my fingers made for me to listen to -- songs about people, and how i relate to them. but perhaps "relate" ( Read more... )

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daregale September 9 2006, 03:26:34 UTC
Hmm, I just got back from the chapel. You must have left before I got there.

Interesting thoughts about time. . .

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jzer September 9 2006, 12:04:37 UTC
i should try that back to school thing. i want to teach...

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melanjolly September 9 2006, 22:25:54 UTC
Hey, you sound good. =)

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doctor_aquinas September 10 2006, 02:36:19 UTC
Sartre is my homeboy. Not particularly because I like his philosophy (or his literature, for that manner), but because he was so intellectually honest about how depressing and sad his own godless world was. "L'enfer est les autres," "L'homme est condamné à être libre," and all that. No sugarcoating it.

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