RobinInnle's Ridiculed Journal
To die. To sleep no more...

So, time for another journal. Its been quite a while then... Meh. Things are looking up, well I think they are. I do have a lot of holiday homework to get done before going back for Yr12. About 3 English essays and a tonne of stuff for Psychology and Theatre Stds.

And then there is what I shall call my Octet... Even if it really isnt. Our first gig is coming up in January... unfortuently people are running away on us so we'll be down to 5 people but that doesnt matter. For any of you intersted it will be at the Curve Bar at the Arts Centre.. I'll post details as I get them. But so far we are doing 4 pieces...

1. 'Under The Greenwood Tree' - T. Jones (Words. Shakespeare)
2. 'Blow. Blow Thou Winter Winds' - T. Jones (Words. Shakespeare)
3. 'A Spotless Rose' - H. Howells
4. 'Dirait-on' - ?

So a nice mix, or well at least I think it is... You'll have to show up to find out for yourself...

Finally, there are my compositions and my writings. They have been kinda focused on my chamber opera idea, which I have been developing for the last few weeks. It's actually coming along nicely now. Hopefully the first drafts of the Libretto will be up here for perusal. And maybe ever a 'recording' of a few parts later in the year for my own sanity sake. I think I will end up basing it on 'A Equal Music' by Vikram Seth. Oh well... I might get a website up for my compositions sometime in the near future. But as of the New Year I shall suddenly try be focused on my future. Well at least for a year.

"I don't think I'd have it any other way..."
That's how it all began, and it ended.
How beautiful life can be,
Yet no one realizes, how death is such the same,
The same tragedies.
The same lies.
The same deceit.

-'The Ties of Freedom and Insanity' (RobinInnle and silentscreams0413)
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And by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to...

RobinInnle's Ridiculed Journal
To die. To sleep no more...

Mood: Caffine High!
Listening to: All We, Like Sheep - Messiah (Handel)
Reading: An Equal Music - Vikram Seth

Yay! Here ends my days of concert viewing. It was great. Thursday night I went to see the MSO with the school. 'Twas great. I was really lucky - at interval I got give A-reserve tickets by someone who was leaving early! 2 of them worth $105 each! Overall a Brillant Concert.

Friday Night - After musical rehersal Varga and I made our way to Central Hall @ ACU. This was Nick Dinopoulos' operatic debut as Mercury in John Eccles' 'Judgement Of Paris'. Once again, Brilliant despite a few tuning problems... I highly recomend people who are free on Sunday (Tommorow) to go to it esspically if you like Baroque music or that style. Tommorow is the the last chance. The details (for thoses who might be intersted) are:

The Judgement Of Paris
Central Hall, ACU 20-22 Brunswick St, Fitzroy.
Sunday 30th July 2006 - 3:00pm
Adults $25 | Concession $15

Saturday Night - a (again) brilliant performance. This time from the Melbourne Chamber Choir. Sure alot of cathloic music (which some might not be able to withstand) but it was absoultly beatiful. I just wish they could have had more people come. Oh well.

This has been another of my musical rants. I could go on further and rant about how there was a minor disaster today... Or on friday. Or how tired I am. Or my new Sennheizer headphones! yay! heh, oh well.

'Just another week gone by.
Another set of mood swings.
Another set of dark thoughts and moments of bliss. Just another set of memories. Just another chance to screw things up - but suprisingly surviving to tell the tale.
Another Fight. Another chance to set things right.
Another Nightmare, shattered dream.
Another Goodnight...'

And by a sleep to say we end the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to...

RobinInnle's Ridiculed Journal
To die. To sleep no more...

Mood: Waiting...
Listening to: My Favorite Year - Orignal Recording
Reading: An Equal Music - Vikram Seth
Watching: Inu-Yasha

Ok, First entry in a while. Not much to say really. Things are up and down. I'm worried about cirtain friends... the seem to be putting them selves under stress for no really big reason. That worries me. Tom has left us now. Its only Chris, Jarred and myself. Not a good combination. Meh, thats the way this cookie crumbled.

Musical is coming along nicely - even with 5 weeks to go. Alan is about to start on the poster which will be good... And this is my final big thanxies to Kitty who is the bestest for getting me a Subscription...

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And by a sleep to say we end the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to...

RobinInnle's Ridiculed Journal
To die. To sleep no more...

So, time for another journal. One and a 1/2 weeks of holidays to go. I don't know why but I've been up and down for the last few days... I'll feel good then crash and wish I could scratch away at the flesh on my wrists... And out of boredem I've been watching RENT again and again again... I love that musical, and I love the feature film. And everytime I see it I cry... Its so sad. I should probably stop watching it when I feel like shite but I can't... The only other film I want to watch when I get like this is worse... Its Called Home Room. Brilliant Film, but once again its a film that makes me cry... Meh. And now some of you will think I'm a soppy git. And Meh to you...

The Victorian Secondry Student Honour Choir workshop was last week. I loved it. I loved the music, loved catching up with friends I hadn't seen in ages. I just loved it all. And the concert was really good. I wish it lasted longer. But alas, all good things must come to an end.

School is coming back soon. And then I'll be trapt again.


There is no future.
There is no past.
Thank God this,
Moment's not the last

There's only us,
There's only this.
Forget regret or
Life is yours to miss

No other road.
No other way.
No day but today.

I can't control (Will I lose my dignity?)
My destiny (Will someone care?)
I trust my soul (Will I wake tomorrow,)
My only goal (From this nightmare?)

WOMEN/ MEN
Is just to be
Without/ There's only now.
You./ There's only now.
The hand gropes./ Give in to love,
The ear hers./ Or live in fear.
The pulse beats./ No other path.
Life goes on,/ No other way.
But I'm gone.

WOMEN/ MEN
'Cause I die
Without you/ No day but today
I die without you/ No day but today
I die without you/ No day but today
I die without you/ No day but today
I die without you/ No day but today
I die without you/ No day but today

ALL
NO DAY BUT TODAY!!

-Finale B, RENT (Motion Picture Soundtrack)

And by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to...

RobinInnle's Ridiculed Journal
To die. To sleep no more...

So, this is a new journal for a new month. I'm feeling the worse I have in days, weeks months... To top it off I'm being sent to a new psycologist at the Austin Hospital... You know, I dont disagree with the idea that I should go speak to someone, its just I don't wanna talk to someone who will go running to mom telling her about my self-inflicted injuries, or want to (as I have been stoping myself of late). I want my personal space. I don't want to have what little personal space invaded and be watched like I'm going to do somthing stupid every moment of my life. I already have a few friends treating me like that, and as nice as it is to know they care, but it kinda hurts to know they don't trust me.

Once again my self esteem has taken a dive, but thats tollerable. Suposidly, I did not do to badly with my exams. I should spend some time tonight finishing up the final late tasks for english, and get those out of the way... Instead I'm more likely to spend the night unable to sleep, stareing at the walls. Oh well...

...I'm forced to fake
A smile, a laugh everyday of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with

Because of you,
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you,
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you,
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid...

-Kelly Clarkson, Because of You

And by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to...