There are many times in a day that I worry about the path I've chosen. The college I'm going to, the major I have chosen, the things I plan to do after college. As of now, I have chosen music.

Some may not know this, but choosing to be a music major is risky business. The major is very demanding and requires a lot of credit hours along with hours of practice on whatever instrument is your primary focus. For me, this is the voice.

But besides my hesitance and doubt, God has proven always faithful leaving me with little moments of reminders. Little moments where I feel as though music is a part of my very soul. One of these moments occurred yesterday while I was playing the piano. I had been playing for about a half an hour and I seemed to playing everything beautifully and I found myself grinning from ear to ear as I played some of my favorite songs. Later that day I downloaded some of the music from Pride & Prejudice and one of the songs was so beautiful, that it literally brought tears to my eyes.

It's moments like those that I know I should not worry about the path I have chosen, for He is with me all along and I will be okay. All I have to do is listen and hear His earnest whispers.

nostalgia nostalgia nostalgia!

I have about 3 weeks left of care free summer in good ole' North Canton. And I was doing a really good job of not thinking about this too much until my dear pal Ryan, thought it would be a great idea to remind me of our short time and got me into sad scared Kathryn mode. :(
I just don't know how to go about thinking about such a big thing. Most people know that I'm not big on change. And that's just the fact that I still have all my stuffed animals, have horse bed attire and figurines on my walls at age 18, and pretty much always have my hair the same. So if I'm not big on the little changes then how the heck am I supposed to deal with the gigantic ones!?
Don't get me wrong, I'm super excited to go to school. I love meeting new people and trying new things, I just like having my constants. I like the comfort of my lovely house and my best friends about 7 minutes away at the furthest. Luckily for me, my darling best friend Laura is going to be fairly close to me at college since she will be attending Toledo University, which is about 30 minutes away! EEP! (Unfortunately however, we are now at rival schools..oops lol)
Oh! So I'm already packing clothes for college. Like the ones I don't currently wear from day day. (like jeans and hoodies and stuff to protect me from the crazy wind up there at BGSU) And I have this problem, where I can't think of what I might need! I have a big fear of moving in and realizing that I only have enough room for like, one of my boxes of clothes. YIKES! Not to mention my guitar and 2 (yes 2!) saxophones that I will be storing in my room along with a mini fridge!
AH SOOOOO! A nice random thought is that Laur got us tickets for the Tim Mcgraw and Lady Antebellum concert at Blossom on August 5th! SUPER EEEEE! Yea I can just see you people shaking your heads in disgust. Psh, country what junk! All I have to say is GET OVER IT. :) When people start hating on country I like to point out that I like EVERY KIND of music (but not gross obnoxious rap that talks about nasty things like pole dancing) and I am a woman of many interests, and they should respect my love for country!
Okay time to keep cleaning my room and packing for college?! Ah stop that.
-Kat

I can learn from t.v. shows?

So this darling girl names Chelsea wants me to blog again. :) And it's probably a good thing because I've had a lot on my mind lately.
So lets start with something not serious. This summer I started to watch the television show Lost. One of my closest friends has been a fanatic for years so I decided to give it a try. I am now hooked. I've completed two and a half seasons and still have another 2 and a half to go.
For those of you who have never seen Lost, it is basically a story about survivors of a plane crash on an unknown island. What I love most about Lost is the first impressions the show gives you of the characters in the first few episodes. And slowly, through flashbacks and different situations, you discover that those characters are not at all what you expected them to be. I guess you could say that is symbolic of how people in the real world make assumptions about one another. From watching this show, I have begun to appreciate how wrong I can be about a person that I might "judge" at first.
Another thing I love about Lost, is that many of the characters that were complete strangers to each other when the plane crashed, end up having strange connections to one another. The idea of life being a "small world after all" is blatantly present in the plot line and characterization of Lost.
Yet another reason why I love this show, is the symbolism of hope that is displayed repeatedly through out the show. I have come to find that a lot of the characters on the island have been given second changes and hope from the lives they led else where. The island, being completely cut off from the "real world" can sometimes be a sanctuary for these people (that is when the island is not bringing terror and tragedy to the people).
I guess the reason I wanted to share why I love this show is to justify the amount of time I have spent watching it. It's kind of frightening how addicted one can get from watching a television show. But in the end, I know that in some sort of weird way, I am learning a lot about life from this show. So maybe wasting my time is worth while after all?