Something's mighty, mighty wrong

I'm coming to you from uni today as I sit filling in time between classes, reworking the first piece I wrote when I started this course. I hate it like I hate most things that sit stagnant on my external hard drive for too long. It's that time in the semester where due dates, once vague and tiny off in the distance, are actually becoming quite real, and I'm throwing myself completely into this course without any kind of caution. It's amazing and I'm having an incredible and fun time but today I caught myself - I'm meeting up with an old teacher tomorrow for coffee and my head just kind of went 'OK, so gym, yep, working, do this this and this, coffee - what do I have to prepare for coffee?' So my head is a funny full place at the moment.

Last night after class a couple of classmates and I went out for happy hour drinks and pizza. I spoke to a boyfriend of a friend about life, in that absurdly summarised way that strangers do; we asked about his passions and he said that he had none, which seems to be  a pretty common thing. A lot of people don't have something that they are totally and completely consumed by. He asked my friend and I what our passions were, besides music, and we were just kind of like 'well...uh...listening to music' and honestly stumbled over words and thoughts to come up with anything else.

Personally I don't think it's so bad to be chained by love for something because in the end it is just love, in a pure unadulterated form, nothing complicated like in real life. I normally hate things that are pure and perfect but this is the only exception. Music is just there, it's there all the time, so much so that I don't even realise how it's woven itself into my every orifice.

It's nice to have a passion, just over your shoulder, in your head, all the time. I mean, I don't know what it's like to NOT have one because I've always loved sound and art and all those wonderful things, so I'm totally biased. But I like it anyway. It's nice on days like today when my eyelashes fell off on the train and I totally dessimated a test on Logic Pro 9 and I just dragged myself into the recording lab to get some work done and a guy just asked me to do a voiceover in his project and I'm too nice and too tired to say no.