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| alfredo (piatti) saucewhy would anyone want to be a high school principal? eww. i'd hate to be a professional assbag. chamber orchestra performed at the senior awards ceremony. when we finished our songs mr. bertsch turns to nelson and says "are you done yet?" don't know if you know this todd ol' boy, but YOU asked US to play at your crummy ceremony. as if that wasn't rude enough, when he got up to the podium to thank us, he pretended that he couldn't remember what group we were. "i would like to thank the *looks at program* fargo south *looks at program* chamber orchestra..." i'm not saying chamber orchestra is even that great...but i think we deserve a little (a lot) more than we get as far as respect. we have a few pretty good musicians. really. he's the best professional assbag i know. he should get an award. chamber will most definitely play at the assbag awards ceremony.
okay okay something positive. i definitely have something..
i can play the piatti caprices for 5 minutes at 60bpm! i totally zoned out this morning and just kept doing that stupid technical exercise. it usually hurts my hand but today it didn't. yay progress! i am in love with every exericise dr. anderson gives me. my favourite thing in the world is to play my cello for hours on end until my fingers bleed. i dig it. i really do.
ooooh and i saw the house that i'll be living in next year. my room has some pretty sweet forest green carpet! and i have a closet! i haven't had a closet in like....whoa four years!
have a good night.
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| well would you look at that!i'm sort of annoyed with things lately. i hate the amount of stress in my life. more than that, i hate how i deal with the amount of stress in my life. i seem to sweep most of my troubles under the rug and then they come back and bite me in the ass. the deficiency notices came out last week. caitlin is "deficient" in three classes! not failing anything..just not doing well. an example of how i avoid stress: practicing cello to ungodly hours of the night, just so that i can say that i have a reason for not doing any of my homework. i don't think i've -really- done homework for a couple years. unless it's reading. i really like reading.
and it's not like i've practiced my senior concerto...at all. when i sit down to practice i'm always spending more time on things pertaining to technique or bach suites or concertos that i probably wont' perform until i'm a senior in college.
you know what makes me really self-conscious? dressing up and looking "nice" makes me feel more self-conscious than anything. it really really does. i hate putting makeup on and doing my hair. it's so exhausting. and it forces me to look in the mirror more than i like. i feel the ugliest when people tell me i look "cute".
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| state music. whaat?the duet and octet went all right. not the best we've played, but i wouldn't consider it a failure.
the judge was weirdly nice to me in both the duet and the octet. "such a lovely relaxed right arm!" "you play with such passion! you are in the zone!"
certain people rolled their eyes when i was praised by the judge. that was really cute. here's the deal kids: when someone gets complimented instead of you, either nod your head and smile, or don't do anything at all. it's rude to roll your eyes and hiss. take my advice. shrugging it off makes your life easier and it's better for your spirit. so basically....just be happy for people. especially if they're on your side.
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| state music is on friday
i may go to jamestown thursday night and hang with my pal ruth, stay at her house and then come to the school friday morning.
i really want to do well at state. octet, let's work hard this week. just get into it kiddies. then we'll automatically do much better. i realise that it's just state music, but let's work hard anyway. it's good experience.
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| school's almost out.
just one more month of being cranky and tired everyday.
not much has changed since we last met. i still hate english, i'm still not going to the graduation ceremony (because it's dumb), i'm still curious as to who my friends are (if i have any at all), and i'm practicing at ungodly hours of the day for ungodly hours at a time. i think it's wearing me out.
i'm going to rapid city this weekend. i'm all hot and bothered about it too.
econ is a bust. i haven't done anything with that stock market game. i don't really get what i'm supposed to do. . .people keep telling me but i've yet to understand.
i should go now. bored. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . | | |
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