September 2006

Insanity. InSaNiTy. INSANITY.

September 23, 2006 09:27

This is the third time in a row I have blogged about insanity. The first time was me going insane over solfege. The second was my history teacher being insane with his homework. I fear, however, that this entry may be the insaniest of the insane.

I had my weekly lesson today. I was very awake-- being that I got up at 8 o'clock instead of the usual 5:30. My teacher was running late, so I had to sit in the living room to wait. When he arrived and the lesson began--:) I got new pieces. Many little encore type things and *drumroll* a new concerto!!!

-calm bubble will now break-

OH -insert name of Saint- OH HEAVEN! OH EARTH! OH THE TREES AND THE SKIES! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!! OH MOZART! OH BACH! OH HANDEL AND MENDELSSOHN! OH CELEOPATRA AND JOAN OF ARC! OH PAULINE AND JOSKA AND BOB BUSHELS AND MAURA! OH CONSTANTINE AND JULIUS AND NAPOLEAN AND WILLIAM! OH EMILY AND KARIN! OH BILL AND KELSEY AND CARLEY AND JESUS AND JIM! OH SARAH! OH MIDORI! OH JOSHUA AND HILARY AND OPRAH AND ANNE-SOPHIE! OH ITZHAK AND JASCHA AND DAVID AND YEHUDI! OH POE AND LONGFELLOW AND DICKENS AND SHAKESPEARE! OH SYDNEY AND COLLEEN AND ALICE AND SIR VLADIMIR! OH COW MASKS AND RARE CONCERTOS AND BRAM! AND BRAHMS! OF ALL THE FRIED CHICKEN AND BEEF-EATING VEGETARIANS IN THE WORLD....

-calms self-

Oh. my. god. Oh my.

I fear my name shall be added on to the Butchers-of-this-Concerto list. But I suppose it's better to get the technique down now, so that there's nothing blocking the music from flowing in 50 years.

That being said, I'm excited. I'll give him my best. I only hope my best will be enough. But it won't be. So that's where those Saints come in.

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Efficiency.

September 19, 2006 13:54

My history teacher is insane. He gives over two hours of homework every night-- on his good days. Read the textbook, Pages 98-203,847. Answer the questions. Write an essay. Learn world history from your own research. Class time is for discussion and map coloring. Aye.

I believe that now's the time to learn efficient time management. Also known as Do-All-Your-Homework-And-Everything-Else-And-Think-When-You're-Practicing. Yes, I believe my history teacher can cause more efficient practice from me. Less time=Less wasted. So load up the homework. Wait, please don't!

P.S. There seems to be a habit of my talking about being insane. I have to stop that. :) And what the heck is solfege? Enlighten me?

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Insanity.

September 16, 2006 11:53

Sometimes, my violin teacher drives me insane. Like when he says the term for the note instead of the letter. Do isn't too bad. And I can link La to A. But when he tells me that so and so line of Bach is the Kruetzer 14 concept, and then tells to me to play Kreutzer 14 so I understand the Kreutzer 14 Concept, and I can't because I can't remember how it Kreutzer 14 goes, so he reminds me by saying the names of the notes, but in Do Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do, and then he discovers I still don't know what he's talking about, so he tells me how important Kruetzer is, and how I should have all of it memorized, and that's what I should do, and The End.

I am driven to the brink of insanity.

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Boo-ya! I didn't get trampled!

September 6, 2006 12:58

Yesterday afternoon, I was talking to Caeli about how the first day of High School would be like. When I told her that my school was one of the largest on Long Island (With over 3,200 students!), she happily told me that I was going to get stepped on, trampled over, and shredded to pieces. :) That made me feel a whole lot better. Then came the question of what you should wear. Realtively simple. I suggested she wear a false beard and sunglasses and/or a tutu.

Ahh! But I survived! And the school survived me! I think we all deserve two thumbs up for that, one thumb if you like wood.

So far:

1. I don't know where I was going. I won't know tommorrow either. Or the next day.
2. I wish I didn't have three science classes. o_O Biology, lab, research seminar
3. I know the orchestra teacher didn't even suggest not taking instruments home.
4. I hope the principal doesn't talk about rules for 11 minutes every morning... on the TV system.
5. If I have to fill out another sheet that says, "Write entire schedule here...."
42. If another teacher asks if I'm related to Alice....
6. Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors are surprisingly nice. Woah.
7. My French teacher is awesome. And I actually UNDERSTAND her when she speaks french!
8. I love it when she randomly asks someone a question in french, and they have no heads of what she's saying. Oh, that confused look!
9. I practically missed the bus that was out on the curb at 6:24 AM.
10. High School is *thinks* not bad. Actually, I kinda like it. I have classes with everyone I know. And teachers who never saw me in a false Santa beard. Now that's intense!

And Karin, I'm tellin you, Sydney's grandma seriously recorded the Brahms! ;) Really! *cough*

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Oh for the sake of hands!

September 1, 2006 12:11

"AHH!! Do you smell THAT!?"
"What is it? What is it!!?I don't smell a thing!"
"It's the heavenly smell of a pile of fresh woodchips!"
"o_O"

Oh, nothing beats the sawing a block of wood in half and feeling the edges that need to be sanded. Ahhhh!

Sometimes I ask myself why I like wood--Why I like the smell and the feel. What do I care about how it's natural color looks against a wall? Or even the color reinforced with a polish a stainer? How about two coatings? Perhaps even a wall of a different color? How can the natural grain be fascinating to me?!?

"AHH!! Do you smell that!?"
"What? Is it another pile of sawdust? o_O?"
"No, it's the heavenly smell of the inside of a violin! It's the smell of the bridge, and the bow!"

P.S. Talk about stupidity. I succesfully installed a curtain rod in my closet (complete with white curtains, mind you). After that, I was too proud and only managed to miss the nail and hammer my thumb. Ouch.

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