i'm pretty sure that pretty much no one reads this anymore....so why am i updating?

hell if i know...

...yep.


anyway, i went to the UC visual and performing arts college fair tuesday night, and got a shitload of info. mainyl because that they practically threw it at me. the following is a true story. no exaggerations. all 100% true.

ok, let's say there was a person that played *insert instrument except trombone here*. ok, so the college representative would be talking to him in a relatively monotone voice, just going through the basics. capmus this, curriculum that, location location location, blah blah blah. the kid leaves. i get up there, and this is actually what happened at most, id not all, of them (i stress that this is in no any way shape or form of exaggeration, which i like to do, so i'm clarifying that this is not one of those exaggerations that i like to do.)

"Hello *fake smile, handshake*, i'm Nathan, and i want to go into music performance for trombone."

"Trombone? excelent! excelent! we have a great musical program, and the trombone professors are all in *insert symphony/orchestra here*. they're all great people, and you'll learn so much from them! most of our trombone section is graduating, so we'd love to have you come to our school."

stuff like this went on for several minutes. while the rep was talking, i was filling out info cards and having more info shoved into my hands, and some places even gave me CD's. i have 3, and a guy is going to mail me one more.

it's sweet to be trombone player. from what everyone said (greatly shortened) is that i'll be accepted to almost every music college i apply to.



so, now i have a crapload of college stuff to sort through, and some cool cd's to listen to while doing it.


for anyone that cares, i'm typing up chapter one of my story. for those of you who don't know, i am writing a story, so check it out at i hope to have the first chapter typed up on or before Sunday, but i'm not making any promises. in the meantime, read the prologue, and give me some critique, please!



see ya