Sunday Afternoon

It's Sunday afternoon, the 8th of May today. I should be writing my last Paideia paper of my life, but I'm in a rut where I can't think. Is that writer's block? I don't know, whatever. I saw Kingdom of Heaven last night. You know, it was good, but it wasn't what I had expected. I expected a lot more battle, so I was surprised when there was not really a whole lot of it. The siege of Jerusalem was quite short. There's only so much you can show in a siege though, when you're incredibly outnumbered. It was cool to see all the trebuchets. I wish I had a trebuchet. They took great care not to offend either Muslims or Christians, I'll tell you that much. I talked to my French friend Camille today, so that was fun. I do like that girl, she's very nice. There's just something awesome about talking to someone on the other side of the planet. It's just cool. Welp, only about a week and a half until Episode III. I'm getting excited. The pastor at my church might come and see it at midnight with us, which would be really awesome. Man, it's going to be such a good movie, I can't wait. I wonder if I'll cry at the end. I don't usually cry at movies, but it's happened. I cried at Titanic, I'm not going to lie. It was sad. So, I move most of my crap out of here in less than a week. Basically, I have 4 more days of school, 4 finals, then I am out of here. For a couple days at least. Then I come on back, play for graduation and stuff, and return home. Only to go right to Japan for 18 days, or something like that. Pretty hardcore. I hope it will be fun, I think it will. I always get a little paranoid about flying though. I always have all these worst case scenarios running through my head. So, on Friday, I called and apologized to the person offended by this blog. Although I didn't actually get them on the phone, I left a message. And you know, I just felt so much lighter after I called, so much better. My conscience just felt cleared after I said I was sorry, and I was truly sorry. It's strange how something so simple, that we make out to be so difficult, is just so helpful in making you feel better. I haven't heard back from this individual, but I guess it's out of my hands now. I can't wait to not have to do homework all summer, holy crap. I have a jury this week, which basically means I play a trombone solo, and get graded on it. I think it will go well though, I'm pretty confident. Well, that's about it for today.