I'm still awake. That's actually not saying much considering how late I've been staying up lately. I mean it's only 12:13 right now. My staying up-ness isn't so much because I've been studying (although I should be) as much as it is that my sleeping schedule is just jacked up!
It seems that all the stress in my life of late, coupled with my lack of motivation toward school, added to the fact that I don't have early morning classes this semester equals staying up and sleeping in later. It's actually quite sad.
It's hard to break the cycle now that I'm use to this schedule because I don't get tired till way late and I am not a morning person. I'd be tired earlier if I would force myself out of bed earlier, but like that's gonna happen anytime soon.
But that's not the only reason I'm awake right now. I'm actually kind of nervous. I'm nervous for the show tomorrow...scratch that, later today (seeing as how it is technically Wednesday already.) I know I should be grading papers, proof reading a press release, reformatting a flier, logging video, studying for a test, preparing a lesson, cleaning my disaster of a room....the list goes on. But right now I really don't think I could do any of those things that I need to and should be doing. I'm too worried that I'm going to get on stage and freeze....draw a blank....or vomit out the butterflies that I know will be swarming around inside my stomach in search of a way out. If they find and work their way up my throat I really don't know what will happen.
Mostly I just hope that I remember the lyrics. But I'm also hoping that I stay on key, don't look like a complete idiot when I'm unsure of what to do with myself on stage when I'm not actually singing, and am able to keep the audience entertained between songs. I don't know what to say. To be completely honest with everyone, I've never been the leadsinger of a rock band.
It's true, I can sing. I sang many a solo back in the days of highschool choir. I was even the featured soloist in my small ensemble that competed in the Lionel Hampton Jazz Festival my senior year. I also went to State (something that perhaps you thought only athletic teams went to). Well I went twice, and placed second. Yes, my senior year of highschool I placed second in Idaho's state solo competition.
All that is fine and dandy. I remember getting nervous then, and yet somehow I made it through ok and people were impressed with my ability to sing...heck, they even awarded me. But doing all that the only thing I had to worry about was singing. The most I'd ever actually "say" to my audience went something like, "My name is Yancy Zimmerman and I will be singing 'Non Posso Disperar' by Giovanni Bononcini." or perhaps I might have to say, "First Tenor, Number 12."
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Anyways, my train of thought was broken because my roommate came home and wanted to talk. I'm pretty sure this post is long enough so I'll end it here. Maybe if I read in bed I'll actually fall asleep soon. Perhaps I'll run through lyrics.
Tomorrow, when I'm standing on stage, I just need to remind myself to
Breathe In, Breathe Out.
So, this is what WAS holding up one of the sides of the Hammock. It originally looked more like an "S," but as you can see...the weight and strain of multiple people in the hammock along with jumping, etc took its toll on the shoddy piece of cheap hardware.
Let me just say thank you Jared Purrington. I don't know who you are, but apparently a friend of a friend reads/likes the blog of someone who knows you. Again, thank you.
We ended with Flying Over the Atlantic again. People seem to really like it, and it seemed an appropriate lead in to the headlining band since they were playing much softer stuff. I really like this pic.
and some of his friends that he works with: (these guys are awesome)
Roommate and girlfriend...how cute: 
Here's my hott date: (no really, she was hot. That fire was HUGE!)
Look at all the wonderful people that came to support us! We must be loved.
Here we are...so nice and respectable.
Haha...atleast that's what we want you to think. But then when you least expect it...unleash the rock!
Don't worry. The rock isn't that scary. I mean honestly...look at that inviting sign. Come back in and join us. It will be fun.
There you go. Just a couple more steps. Come on in and make yourself comfortable among our friends.
Or you could just stay standing in the back next to Tyler over there on the left. He's cool. But you already knew that from his hair.
I just love how Sean looks in this pic. So cool. And way to go Adam for rockin' it solo style up at the front of the stage. I love you!
This is a good pic. you can actually see all of us.
Ah....bubbles. I liked these next couple of pictures. They're kind of progressive. I mean, we start out pretty chill. We got some nice bubbles doing their thing here.
Then we ditch the bubbles and start singing.
Then we turn it up for full effect. (I look so intense right here.)
Then we decide to throw in some harmonies. Oh yeah. That sounds nice.
We ended up finishing with Flying Over the Atlantic (a favorite of the few who had heard our music before.)
Overall, it was a good show. Let's all thank Xaque for some sweet pictures:
Thanks Xaque!
I'm no David Beckham, but I did enjoy playing intramural soccer last night. We tied 1-1 which I guess is better than losing. So instead of losing to or winning against we simply tied 'Your Mom.' I found the other team's name slightly humorous, but mostly because that's what our wireless internet was called for awhile.
For some reason all the girls liked it. My roommates however...well, let's just say that Taylor told me if I wore eyeliner at our show next month, he would kick me. :)
