"That's no moon"

I MISS YOU GUYS!!!

Hello Berwyn,

I haven't been homesick, but I miss all of your faces. It's growing on me that I won't see so many of you for so long. I don't like it. I am having a blast and working all day everyday doing some pretty cool/interesting stuff (cadavers and cutting up stuff), but this is no Berwyn.

I appreciate so many folks trying to keep in touch. I love you guys so much.

I just got Skype as it keeps me entertained when I am at school for 14 hours at a time. So Skype me: My name is David Pearce. My skype name is davidtaylorpearce. It'll make my day. Like really, MAKE MY FUCKING DAY.

Happy birthdays to Steph and Mich. You guys are fucking old. XOXO

Hanna, safe travels and enjoy your vacation, you totes deserve it.

Everyone in school, good luck and don't forget to have fun. I have 20 hour days and am still having a blast, so you better as well or what's the point?

BTW I like how you guys are spreading rumors about me.

LOVE YOU,

-Pearcey-Poo

Camp Fest '09!

Last weekend Berwyn travelled to Phoenicia, NY for a glorious weekend in the woods. After waking up in a lunchin campsite (complete with bears) we hiked, swam, tubed, and chilled in some of the most serene natural settings imaginable. This is the group shot I had been waiting all weekend to capture. ~> CliCk HeRe <~to see the rest of my pictures. Much love berwynites.

This Friday

Hello my Berwyn Lovies! I sent most of you facebook messages but I know many of you dont check or are no longer on the book of face - so heres your message......


are you listening??....


COME TO MY APARTMENT THIS FRIDAY! :)

its a celebration bitches.

9 pm. seven springs village. text or call or really just ask a friend for the deets. See ya then!

- Stephalina

The chorus from ode to joy (Beethoven's 9th, 4th movement)

A wonderful choral from Beethoven's greatest symphony. It makes me thing of Berwyn. You should read it while listening to the piece, which can be found on youtube at:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_5z0m7cs0A

BARITONE

Oh friends, not these tones!

Let us raise our voices in more

pleasing and more joyful sounds!

ODE TO JOY (Friedrich Schiller)

BARITONE, QUARTET, AND CHORUS

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,

Daughter of Elysium,

We enter fire imbibed,

Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Thy magic reunites those

Whom stern custom has parted;

All men will become brothers

Under thy gentle wing.

May he who has had the fortune

To gain a true friend

And he who has won a noble wife

Join in our jubilation!

Yes, even if he calls but one soul

His own in all the world.

But he who has failed in this

Must steal away alone and in tears.

All the world's creatures

Draw joy from nature's breast;

Both the good and the evil

Follow her rose-strewn path.

She gave us kisses and wine

And a friend loyal unto death;

She gave lust for life to the lowliest,

And the Cherub stands before God.

TENOR SOLO AND CHORUS

Joyously, as his suns speed

Through Heaven's glorious order,

Hasten, Brothers, on your way,

Exulting as a knight in victory.

CHORUS

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,

Daughter of Elysium,

We enter fire imbibed,

Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Be embraced, Millions!

This kiss for all the world!

Brothers!, above the starry canopy

A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?

Seek him above the starry canopy.

Above the stars He must dwell.

Be embraced, Millions!

This kiss for all the world!

Brothers!, above the starry canopy

A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?

Seek him above the starry canopy.

Above the stars He must dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,

Daughter of Elysium,

We enter fire imbibed,

Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Be embraced, Millions!

This kiss for all the world!

Brothers!, above the starry canopy

A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?

Seek him above the starry canopy.

Above the stars He must dwell.

Be embraced, Millions!

This kiss for all the world!

Brothers!, above the starry canopy

A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?

Seek him above the starry canopy.

Above the stars He must dwell.

Joy, daughter of Elysium

Thy magic reunites those

Whom stern custom has parted;

All men will become brothers

Under thy gentle wing.

Be embraced, Millions!

This kiss for all the world!

Brothers!, above the starry canopy

A loving father must dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of Gods!,

Daughter of Elysium,

Joy, beatiful spark of Gods!

Much Love,

Curtis