so, I've decided that I don't feel like doing my homework right now...so instead I'm going to update my bloggy thingy since I haven't in quite some time.
So, since I last updated, we here at good ol' RWC had our "winter break". Oh how I needed that break, and man did it ever feel good.
Lucky me got out of classes Thursday and Friday before break to go on Wind Ensemble tour. We drove down to Lancaster (pronounced "lan-kah-ster" not "lang-ca-ster") PA. For those who don't know, for tour, we go around to area churches and schools and play for them, partly for entertainment for them, but mostly it is used as a way to try to persuade students to come to Roberts (good times). We also got the day off on Saturday and let loose in Philly. luckily my brother and sister-in-law live down there, so I got the chance to see them for a couple hours and that was nice. Other than that, tour was pretty normal...exhausting and stressful but somehow fun at the same time.
We got back from tour Tuesday night so I went home. However, I was only home for
a day and a half then I drove out to Liverpool (near Syracuse) to visit Elizabeth. I must say that, that was the high point of my break. I got the chance to get to know her family better (who are a lot of fun) as well as spend sometime with just her. oh, and update: Elizabeth and I are now officially dating! hurray! and I couldn't be happier :-) it was so beautiful, we drove back to school Sunday evening, so as I was driving, we got the chance to watch the sun set on a perfectly clear day without a cloud in the sky. Then, after the sun set, we got to open my sunroof and Elizabeth looked at the stars. (she wouldn't let me look at them while I was driving...)
so, besides that, I don't think I have any other news...if I think of some I'll update later, but I highly doubt it.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
busy weekend
So, it's been yet another week or so and for once stuff actually happened. On Friday was the ARC Blood Drive here. Pain in the butt though, they wouldn't let me give 'double-red' which means you give 2x as many red blood cells and they put back the plasma. Turns out, you can only give 6 units of blood per year and giving double would have put me up to 7. (but I would have been able to do it on saturday...figure that one out) so, in the end, I gave just the normal 1 pint.
Sunday was a fun day, I had the Polar Plunge (yay for jumping into lake Ontario in the dead of winter) and surprisingly, I wasn't that cold but I think that's mostly attributed to the fact that I was running off of adrenaline. I found it amusing, my friends who were watching me do the plunge were actually colder than I was. I even had icicles attached to my legs and that make me laugh.
Well, today was interesting... I had my OPE at School of the Arts and it turns out there was a 36 car pile-up on 390 yesterday and the only person that died was a junior in that school and was actually in a few of the classes that I was observing. It was a hard day for everyone and you could definitely feel it when you walked into the class rooms. There were tears being shed and hugs all around. It's amazing how such a tragedy can bring together such a great number of people.
Here's to a better week
~Phillip Andrew
Sunday was a fun day, I had the Polar Plunge (yay for jumping into lake Ontario in the dead of winter) and surprisingly, I wasn't that cold but I think that's mostly attributed to the fact that I was running off of adrenaline. I found it amusing, my friends who were watching me do the plunge were actually colder than I was. I even had icicles attached to my legs and that make me laugh.
Well, today was interesting... I had my OPE at School of the Arts and it turns out there was a 36 car pile-up on 390 yesterday and the only person that died was a junior in that school and was actually in a few of the classes that I was observing. It was a hard day for everyone and you could definitely feel it when you walked into the class rooms. There were tears being shed and hugs all around. It's amazing how such a tragedy can bring together such a great number of people.
Here's to a better week
~Phillip Andrew
Monday, February 4, 2008
Just Thinking
I know I am not the only person who thinks about death, or how I'm going to die, or what people will think of me after my death. Well, even moreso than usual, I've been thinking about the last part, what people will think of me after my death. Will they say the ever so popular "He was a good man and a good father" or will no one even notice the passing of myself?
I know, this is a random topic, but it kinda isn't. It started after I watched Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium. Mr. Magorium is a toy store owner who it 264 years old (I think...he's somewhere around there) and he talks about when Shakespeare wrote King Lear (I could be wrong about which play) and King Lear dies at the end, all Shakespeare writes is "He Dies" and that even one of the most influential characters of all time, all Shakespeare can say is, "He Dies" Magorium continues to say that, that is what he wants to be written on his tomb stone.
Now, I've been thinking about that thinking, I want to be remembered. Not as a tomb stone but as a person, and an influence. Today, I was reading Psalms 1 and happened to look back a page at Job 42:17 (this is the last verse in the book of Job) and it says "Then he died, an old man who lived a long, full life"
That is how I want to be remembered. A man who died, but, he lived a long and full life to the best of his abilities.
~Phillip Andrew
I know, this is a random topic, but it kinda isn't. It started after I watched Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium. Mr. Magorium is a toy store owner who it 264 years old (I think...he's somewhere around there) and he talks about when Shakespeare wrote King Lear (I could be wrong about which play) and King Lear dies at the end, all Shakespeare writes is "He Dies" and that even one of the most influential characters of all time, all Shakespeare can say is, "He Dies" Magorium continues to say that, that is what he wants to be written on his tomb stone.
Now, I've been thinking about that thinking, I want to be remembered. Not as a tomb stone but as a person, and an influence. Today, I was reading Psalms 1 and happened to look back a page at Job 42:17 (this is the last verse in the book of Job) and it says "Then he died, an old man who lived a long, full life"
That is how I want to be remembered. A man who died, but, he lived a long and full life to the best of his abilities.
~Phillip Andrew
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