Yay! The audition went really well. Dan Phillips (horn teacher) seemed pleased. I'm happy with it. So I started out the day listen to Dan warm up in his room while looking through the quintet music. They are playing some film music with clips up on a screen, it should be really cool. I got to listen to the quintet rehearse for a little while. They were playing West Side Story when I went up for my piano placement test. I random got into class piano 2 even though I told her I didn't remember anything, lol. I passed the theory test and got into advanced theory 1, woot woot. Then I did the audition. Afterward I went back to the hotel room from which we went to the bookstore to buy a UM tee-shirt.

We left Memphis from where I went to meet Abby in Jackson at the Olive Garden. We had lots of food, and a slice of cake.

yum...

After that we went to look for me some clothes, Abby thinks I have an odd sort of style because I kept looking at shirts/sweaters with funny patterns. Lol. We also went to Kohl's and goofed off. Here is Abby's explanation, she does it well:

"Full and ready to go, we drove over to Old Navy because Kyle needed to get a black sweater. No success, but we did manage to get some funny looks while taking stupid pictures with hats on. We continued our pursuit for a black sweater at Kohl's. You know, if they have something nifty on a mannequin, the clothes on the mannequin should be nearby. They weren't, so we migrated to the clearance section. We managed to find something among things that were on the clearance rack for a reason. Kyle noticed that the racks were labeled by size, and blurted out, "Look! Two small racks!!!" while a couple women walked by. ahahahahaha.

We made our way back to bedding and found fun pillows. He took a retarded picture of me with a pillow of bunnies in the carrotmobile. Then we found the pez-shaped pillows. PEZ!!!!  and a strange-looking elephant. and one that looked like a bottlecaps wrapper. Then we went to kitchenware (why, I don't know) and browsed around. Somewhere in all this we wound up in the boxer section. The whole time we were at the restaurant we kept trying to get him to smile with his teeth showing....... I finally did, when we were wandering aimlessly and he saw this metallic pink boxers that were reminiscent of princess glitter. They were highly amusing. Not that pink metallic boxers captured forever in a photo are embarrassing or anything..........mwahahaha. Hey, if me and the carrotmobile pillow got immortalized, so were Kyle and the pink boxers."

Pictures:

Abby and her car, lol.

Me and funny pillows, hehe.

The end!!!

So I'm sitting here in the hotel lobby studying for the music theory exam in the morning. Radu said that we should go ahead and to the 3rd movement because it sounds 80% better than it did on Monday.

:some creepy man just looked at me:

I'm sitting in the hotel lobby by a window, looking out at the university. It's so calm looking, very relaxing. I'm going to go clean my horn later.

Dan Phillips (horn teacher) wants me to come to the brass quintet rehearsal at 8:30 in the morning tomorrow, so I have to get up around 7 and warm-up. The audition day starts at like 9, but I'm the first to audition at 10. After that I'll have the music theory exam and then I get to leave and go meet Abby at Olive Garden in Jackson.

Wish me luck!!!

So today the faculty jazz ensemble from Cumberland Univserity came and played for us. They were so cool! You could tell the drummer and the sax guy were jazz musicians. The drummer had dreadlocks (sp?) and he would randomly yell Yeah, that's hot! during the music, it was funny. The sax player had a shaved head with a really long goatie, like 4 inches, I was jealous. He played the alto and tenor saxes at the same time, it was really cool. His quote was "save a gig for jazz" for the iPod owners, lol. It was interesting listening to them talk about what influenced them.

Prof. Mueller from UM called today because he wants to bring the brass quintet up from Memphis and play for us. That's exciting...lesson with Dan (if there is time)!

I went with Maegan after school to look for a bird. It was fun, she's funny. Her dog is dumb.

I talked with Brad (this short, half-Jewish clarinet player from SCMI last summer) today. He's a fun dude. We talked about music and how short guys who don't tan were the hottest things ever (because we're both short and don't tan well). Ha. It's kinda not fun that we didn't hang out while we were there, we just kinda looked at each other all the time, lol.

Do you like the music on my blog (and profile for myspace users)?

I'm job shadowing Mr. Kinney on Thursday, it will be fun. I get to dress up and feel pretty in the clothes I baught last week. I also get another lesson with Radu (that's right, two in a row!) to make the 3rd movement sound better. I'm nervous about my audition Saturday, but not really. Mr. Rhody told Prof. Mueller that I was weird, lol.

Right now I'm watching Ellen and she's too funny. I think she's prank calling people right now, it's funny. I kinda want to call the band directors one day and pretend I'm the IRS or something, lol. That would be funny. I should roll the office one day...but then I'd have to clean it up. Just kidding.

I tried to go to sleep at like, 9:30 but it didn't work. I watched Ms. Congeniality 2. It was funny.

My thoughts are so loud right now that I can't sleep. I'm sure that if you comment on my blog on a regular basis you know why. I don't like when I can't have contact with people. And it's not like I can tell them how I feel for fear of them taking it the wrong way. Oh well, I guess the fates are testing me or something. But yeah, shouldn't I want to talk to someone for more than 10 minutes a day?

Our band concert is tomorrow, it will be nice getting to move on to grade 6 music, difficult music is fun. I have my lesson with Radu tomorrow. That kinda breaks up any time that I'd get to see AJ tomorrow. Maybe after the concert he wouldn't mind meeting me at Starbucks or some other place of hot beverages. Hopefully.

So the church choir and "churchestra" had a mini-concert tonight, it went well. Many of the songs had gorgeous horn solos in them, it was exciting. I wore the clothes that I baught from old navy and I felt really pretty. :-)

So Radu calls me (my Romanian horn teacher) to tell me what time my lesson is tomorrow and for Thursday and at the end he goes Oh by the way, change your voicemail message, with the horn thing (I'm playing Mozart 4) because it's bad. I can't have one of my students sounding bad in public. It was really funny. I called him back and was like "YOU DON'T LIKE IT?!" and he just laughed at me and called me dumb. Lol.

The end.

Band concert tomorrow!!!

 I got my tires rotated on Wednesday, that made me happy. I got to go eat w/ Molly Todd and AJ at Las Palmas. It was yummy. :-)

Yesturday my mom gave me some money to go buy a silent brass system, some dress clothes, and food money. I had Chinese, duh. I later went to MYO and the lil oboe player gave me the coolest sticker!

I was like WOOT WOOT! I then got to spend 15 minutes with Mrs. Mullen running through my concerto, talking about tempos and whatnot. Radu canceled my lesson, and I was kinda happy. I had been playing for like...12 hours and I'm sure I wouldn't have sounded that nice. So next monday he wants me to get there a little earlier so we can have an hour instead of 30 minutes. I love Radu, he's so cool. I called and talked to him Wendesday for like 10 minutes just because. :-)

I was going to go see the Nashville Symphony tonight, but they changed the way that I get tickets (free) without telling me, so I got screwed. I'll have to wait till the next one that I want to see...I think it's Debussy Island and Sea so yeah, that's like next month though. So I'm going to go clothes shopping instead. I have to look nice for job shadowing and college auditions.

I didn't know that next week was the first weekend of Febuary! Where has all the time went! I have an audition next Saturday for UM and I really hope I do well. I'm sure I well, because I feel prepared, but the fact that it is a big school is just giving me butterflies. I don't know, I know they want me to go there and I want to go there...so I'm sure they will be generous.

The head band director at Belmont told me he likes the way I play the horn. :-)

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Chapter 6 - MAHLERIA
(Blastmodium Postmodernemotionalis)

Based on the research of Dr.William Beh
Phd.(FWMU), Phd.(SFA), MA(TFI), BA(FSSO)

Based on the research of Dr.William Beh
Phd.(FWMU), Phd.(SFA), MA(TFI), BA(FSSO)

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6.1 Inktroduction




Mahleria is one of the most serious health problems facing humanity. At least 10 million of the world's music audience is known to be infected. Hundreds of thousands more "Closet Mahlerians" are believed to be infected, the rate growing every year.

The disease is mainly confined to the affluent areas of Europe, America and East Asia. The problems are aggravated by inadequate listening diets. The situation has complexified over the years with the increase in resistance to alternative musics used to combat the disease-carrying parasite.

Mahleria is caused mainly by the vector Compact Discs of the genus Blastmodium Postmodernemotionalis. Three species of Blastmodium can produce the disease in its various forms - Blastmodium Egogigantis, Blastmodium Miserablis and Blastmodium Mahleria. B. Egogigantis is the most dangerous: untreated it can lead to Fatal Cerebral Mahleria, in which the victim becomes zombie-like, hanging around concert halls with bagloads of CDs, staring balefully at potential converts and especially conductors deemed to have made mistakes.

Compact Discs are transmitted by the Blastmodium subspecies of the Concertgoer family. For some reason, mainly males carry the parasite. Like all other concertgoers, they breed primarily in concert halls, CD shops and music newsgroups. Sensitivity to pesticides, including high CD prices, is variable.

Parasites in a victim progressively break down other cells responsible for supporting other composers. This induces bouts of CDlust in the infected individual, as well as that feverish look in their eyes. In Cerebral Mahleria, the infected cells obstruct the blood vessels in the brain. This dangerous syptom can only be alleviated by listening to Mahler symphonies, which liberate the blood flow.

Mahleria can sometimes be cured by anti-mahlerial drugs in the form of Baroque music, Haydn's early symphonies, Sibelius' inner logic and Bach's The Art of Fugue. The symptoms, pained descriptions of the composer's life, extensive vocabularies for the synonyms of misery, and hovering near letter "M" at record stores quickly disappear once the parasite is killed.

In certain regions, however, the parasites have developed resistance to normal anti-Mahlerial drugs. Patients in these areas require treatment with more powerful drugs, such as Madonna, Stevie Wonder and Elvis Presley. Cases of severe disease including cerebral Mahleria require cold turkey treatment with the most hideous drug ever invented by humanity - Richard Clayderman.

The public is advised to be very quick when shopping for CDs in infected areas, especially those of you looking for "Lully" and "Martinu" CDs. If threatened, it may be helpful to whip out a hammer and say in a calm but firm voice: "Don't come near me or I'll strike the last hammer blow."

A detailed knowledge of the ecology of the local vector is essential for controlling the disease. To begin with, it is useful to understand members of the subspecies.

6.2 Engendered Species
The average Mahlerian comes in a variety of species, much like any other type of concert-goer. This is a list of the more colourful ones:

The Know-It-Alls (Resistansis Futilium)
If the mandolin in the fourth movement of the Seventh Symphony misses a note in the sixteenth bar, these people will notice, let you know they noticed and will attempt to disgrace you for not having noticed. Do not engage them in discussion: it's what they want, they won't even listen to you and you cannot win. Pretend (or not) you have a stomachache and run. They'll let you go as soon as their next victim appears.

The Seen-It-Alls (Prehistoricum Dinosaurus)
These people will try to convince you that you, the unfortunate newbie to Mahler, cannot possibly understand the meaning of real, great Mahlerian performance, since you have never heard a 'live' performance of the Eighth, let alone, for example, Barbirolli do the Ninth with the Berlin Philharmonic in 1964. Don't let them get to you. They will also say the same thing to anyone else, even the conductor, given the opportunity. Unlike the Know-It-Alls, these people are not deliberately trying to be arrogant; they are just mourning their lost years. Smile indulgently and look upon them with as much pity as you can.

The Wannabes (Obscenis Ignoramus)
Conducting one's speakers in the home can be quite fun, but certain enjoyable things done by oneself in private are best left private. When these people wave their arms around in the concert hall, they are merely exhibiting an ungarnished act of self-aggrandizement and the acme of pretentiousness, since if they were any good they would be already up there on the podium and not seated among the hoi polloi. These people have to be shamed publicly at the intermission. You can, for example, suggest loudly mistakes in their conducting ("...sehr langsam merely means very slow, not dead!") or even tell them to "go home and practice some more first".

The "We Came For Mahler" Crowd (Artus Fartus)
Now, these are the people for whom Mahler is more of a religion than an art form, and would rather sprain a muscle or two than admit otherwise. Any reference to his works as "classical music" will elicit violence, tooth and claw, from them. The good thing is that since these people use their nostrils to look at other people who are beneath conversation, they will not bother you much at the intermission. They can sometimes be identified by the battered, oversized Dover scores they carry under their arms.

The "Romantics" (Hypochrondus Maximus)
These people should be avoided at all costs, if only because they are chronically always in a romantic depression (also known as "artistic" depression), despite not really having anything to be depressed about. Readily identified by their black Giordano turtlenecks and constant dramatic wiping of their foreheads with the back of their hands, they are well read, consider themselves poets ("yes, quite, but aren't we all?") and will readily imagine themselves to be suffering (and sometimes dying) from a fatal heart condition, curiously not unlike the one which killed Mahler.

The Evangelists (Zealotum Cultus Mahlerea)
These are people for whom Mahler is absolutely a religion: they are convinced that there is only one composer worth listening to and Mahler is his name. They will feel violated if you even attempt to mention another name in their presence, and have collections of every single Mahler, and only Mahler, recording ever released, plus even more bootleg recordings made on Walkmans and exchanged between themselves. Since the invention of DVD, they will only watch Death in Venice in Soundtrack Only mode. Worse, they will not stop trying to convince you that their religion is the right one, the only one, citing examples ranging from how big Mahler gets ("...and you'll need a cast of over a thousand people !") to how popular Mahler is. There is also a factory beer ad which will send them into paroxysms of ecstasy, especially the portion when the conductor jumps in the air. To them, if there is a composer who could part the Red C, Mahler is him.

Pretend that you have been won over to their faith and have accepted Mahler as the one and only prophet, then try to escape at the first opportunity.

The F.A.M. Syndrome (Kaplaneria Psychosis)
These people suffer from extreme psychosis, also known as the "Fanatic About Mahler" Syndrome. (Also informally called "Flying Around the Maypole", "Foaming At the Mouth", etc.) They will have wet dreams about quitting their jobs, acquiring Mahler's original manuscripts and taking conducting lessons for a whole year, just for the pleasure of conducting a Mahler symphony with orchestras around the world. The extraordinarily wealthy ones, as in "I have so much money I don't even know what to do with what's left with after I've finished spending what I want to spend", have been known to actually make it happen. But such people are, fortunately, very rare indeed.

The Sing-Alongs (Podex Perfectus)
There is no legal jurisprudence in the world, or at least in those parts of the world with decent symphony orchestras, who would convict you for the culpable homicide of one of these, provided that you have given them at least one warning - a fierce stare is acceptable while the performance is in progress - before killing them. Some places will even give you a public service medal for your contribution to the arts.

The Know-It-Alls (Resistansis Futilium)
If the mandolin in the fourth movement of the Seventh Symphony misses a note in the sixteenth bar, these people will notice, let you know they noticed and will attempt to disgrace you for not having noticed. Do not engage them in discussion: it's what they want, they won't even listen to you and you cannot win. Pretend (or not) you have a stomachache and run. They'll let you go as soon as their next victim appears.

The Seen-It-Alls (Prehistoricum Dinosaurus)
These people will try to convince you that you, the unfortunate newbie to Mahler, cannot possibly understand the meaning of real, great Mahlerian performance, since you have never heard a 'live' performance of the Eighth, let alone, for example, Barbirolli do the Ninth with the Berlin Philharmonic in 1964. Don't let them get to you. They will also say the same thing to anyone else, even the conductor, given the opportunity. Unlike the Know-It-Alls, these people are not deliberately trying to be arrogant; they are just mourning their lost years. Smile indulgently and look upon them with as much pity as you can.

The Wannabes (Obscenis Ignoramus)
Conducting one's speakers in the home can be quite fun, but certain enjoyable things done by oneself in private are best left private. When these people wave their arms around in the concert hall, they are merely exhibiting an ungarnished act of self-aggrandizement and the acme of pretentiousness, since if they were any good they would be already up there on the podium and not seated among the hoi polloi. These people have to be shamed publicly at the intermission. You can, for example, suggest loudly mistakes in their conducting ("...sehr langsam merely means very slow, not dead!") or even tell them to "go home and practice some more first".

The "We Came For Mahler" Crowd (Artus Fartus)
Now, these are the people for whom Mahler is more of a religion than an art form, and would rather sprain a muscle or two than admit otherwise. Any reference to his works as "classical music" will elicit violence, tooth and claw, from them. The good thing is that since these people use their nostrils to look at other people who are beneath conversation, they will not bother you much at the intermission. They can sometimes be identified by the battered, oversized Dover scores they carry under their arms.

The "Romantics" (Hypochrondus Maximus)
These people should be avoided at all costs, if only because they are chronically always in a romantic depression (also known as "artistic" depression), despite not really having anything to be depressed about. Readily identified by their black Giordano turtlenecks and constant dramatic wiping of their foreheads with the back of their hands, they are well read, consider themselves poets ("yes, quite, but aren't we all?") and will readily imagine themselves to be suffering (and sometimes dying) from a fatal heart condition, curiously not unlike the one which killed Mahler.

The Evangelists (Zealotum Cultus Mahlerea)
These are people for whom Mahler is absolutely a religion: they are convinced that there is only one composer worth listening to and Mahler is his name. They will feel violated if you even attempt to mention another name in their presence, and have collections of every single Mahler, and only Mahler, recording ever released, plus even more bootleg recordings made on Walkmans and exchanged between themselves. Since the invention of DVD, they will only watch Death in Venice in Soundtrack Only mode. Worse, they will not stop trying to convince you that their religion is the right one, the only one, citing examples ranging from how big Mahler gets ("...and you'll need a cast of over a thousand people !") to how popular Mahler is. There is also a factory beer ad which will send them into paroxysms of ecstasy, especially the portion when the conductor jumps in the air. To them, if there is a composer who could part the Red C, Mahler is him.

Pretend that you have been won over to their faith and have accepted Mahler as the one and only prophet, then try to escape at the first opportunity.

The F.A.M. Syndrome (Kaplaneria Psychosis)
These people suffer from extreme psychosis, also known as the "Fanatic About Mahler" Syndrome. (Also informally called "Flying Around the Maypole", "Foaming At the Mouth", etc.) They will have wet dreams about quitting their jobs, acquiring Mahler's original manuscripts and taking conducting lessons for a whole year, just for the pleasure of conducting a Mahler symphony with orchestras around the world. The extraordinarily wealthy ones, as in "I have so much money I don't even know what to do with what's left with after I've finished spending what I want to spend", have been known to actually make it happen. But such people are, fortunately, very rare indeed.

The Sing-Alongs (Podex Perfectus)
There is no legal jurisprudence in the world, or at least in those parts of the world with decent symphony orchestras, who would convict you for the culpable homicide of one of these, provided that you have given them at least one warning - a fierce stare is acceptable while the performance is in progress - before killing them. Some places will even give you a public service medal for your contribution to the arts.

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AH! I don't like rain.

It has been raining all day. I don't like rain! It's all cold and nasty. Good thing I have my big rainbow umbrella to keep me dry!

Friday's symposium went well. Mike had me play parts of the Strauss concerto for all the brass kids showing that it doesn't take long to "get good" if you do everything correctly. I went and worked with the horns for a little while, we talked about hand position, understanding parcials, tuning, and worked on some music. Calvin and the brass quintet came around 11:30 and I got to hang out with him. He's so much fun :) and the tuba player is just as cool. They played some of Handel's Water Music on horns made out of plactic tubes, funnels, and their mouthpieces, it was really funny. That made my day. Not fun part: cleaning up the auditorium and bandroom. I later went home for some Chinese food. :-)

Saturday was fun, I went and got my haircut, hung out with people, and did really boring stuff. Jersey Mikes makes me happy. Today I had an MYO rehearsal. Sadly, MYO is really boring and if it wasn't for the concerto competition, I would probably quit. I guess I'm just not feeling the music. Oh, to be in Curb...

Tomorrow will be my first horn lesson of 2006. Yay! I think he will be pleased with how the 3rd movement sounds. I'm excited. I will also get to see AJ for the first time in 3 days. He works too much.

So, Abby (my future UM friend) has talked me into writing a horn quartet (no. 1) for the young composer night @ SCMI this year. I'm so proud of my 12 measures so far that I've written during 6th period and put on finale. It sounds really cool...random, but very fun. I think by the time school starts next week, I'll have alteast 1 1/2 movements of it. Yay!

Today at school Ruth and I played duets during first period, it made me happy that I got to spend time doing stuff with her like we did last year. It would be fun to do non-horn stuff with her. (OMG! Did I just utter that I want to do something unrelated to horn?!)

So tomorrow I get to spend my day with around 200 6th grade children for the symposium my school is doing. I might have to do the masterclass for the 3 horn players, hehe, they'll be so cute. If I don't, I'll kill if they have a trumpet player do it. They really need to hear the tonal concepts of the horn so they know what they should sound like. I know I'll probably be playing with them some, while running around with everyone else. Calvin Smith is going to come with his brass quintet and hang out, I'll try to scrung up some duets so we can play like we did at Governor's School.

I learned today that Erin likes to kick the door of my practice room when she makes an error. Haha! She's so random...

I ate dinner w/ AJ and his friends today. They're so much fun. And all of them are prospective UM students for next year...I know of 3(?) who are forsure going there. It's going to be so much fun.

CSI calls....

So I'm watching Phantom of the Opera in Spanish and it's funny. I dunno why...everything is translated correctly...but it's funny how the voices are. anyway...

My mom is getting me the silent brass system because I like to practice in the garage late at night. Lol. So I can now practice a little bit before my auditions in the hotel room...even though I'll have warmup time and all that good stuff.

I can't believe it is actually snowing right now. We all know that it isn't going to stick...but the fact that we have snow makes me happy.

No MYO on Thursday, woot woot! I will come home and take a nap after jazz band...or go eat Asian food...which is it? Maybe both...

So yeah, that last post was one of those I hate life  moments, but gracias to Hannah for showing me my errors.

Sorry if that made anyone mad, but hey, we all have to let off steam, I guess I just didn't choose the correct one.

:runs and hides in the corner:

Anyway, the concert went well. I was pleased.

So last night's rehearsal was normal, we sightread everything. It wasn't that difficult, I was kinda bored. I went and listened to first band for a second, it was depressing. My governor's school amigos in 2nd band were like "I want to go back to GS where we were good, and had high chairs." It was good seeing everyone again. The first band horn peope were mad that I wasn't going to all-state. I'm upset at Ruth, she acts like she doesn't know me unless she needs me for something. I hate the trendy crowd in my band. They're stupid.

Today was better, we played around in the music more. The horns are quiet, but I get them talking sometimes. I want to cry, the music is fun and all, but it's not hard enough that I have to actually work to make it sound good (that wasn't meant to sound cocky) it's just too easy. And first band is playing some great music, I wish I didn't go 2nd in the auditioning day, that's why I'm not in 1st band. But yeah, the principle horn at Governor's School should not be sitting 6th chair in 2nd band. Oh well, it will be different once I'm in college and I'm away from all this stuff. College doesn't matter, they know I'm good there just from my reputation. I may be one of the best horn players as far as performing goes, but I guess I suck at auditions. They should rethink how you do midstate auditions, everyone can play the excerpts. I think they should let you play your own solo, like professional auditions, that's how you can tell who should really get the high chairs, but how advanced their solo is.

I don't know...I guess I'm just being stupid.

So I haven't posted in a while, I thought I would.

Sunday I went to church and played, normal. We played this pretty song for the choir special. I came home and took a nap for like...3 hours then ate lunch. I pretty much stayed on the computer the rest of the day, I was like...tired but not sleepy, you know? Oh well.

Today was a pretty normal Monday. Test in English, worksheets in Theory...we're learning about triads in 1st and 2nd inverstions, fun stuff, huh? We good notes in Government. I like Mrs. Dorris, she's a fun teacher. We played Mr. Medford's music in band today, I'm not really too passionate about his music.

In 5th period I spent a lot of time in my practice room, because I have auditions comming up and the 3rd movement isn't the greatest...but it was really good today, I'm happy with the progress I made today. Mr Rhody brought me a package and it was the Nocturno from Midsummer's Night Dream! I was exctied. I hope that he does it with concert band so I can play the amazing horn solo...otherwise it would be Ruth and Jordan...boo, lol. Nah, I'm just upset that they parts aren't in E...because none of the horns at my school know how to tranpose and it kills me that I have to do it all the time. Oh well, sucks for them when they have to do it at sight for the first time. E is an easy key to transpose, so it's not that bad.

I went and ate at Camino Real with AJ and his friends again today, it was fun. I think next time I'm going to conform to the group and get a plate of rice. Lol, it's fun. Afterward we (AJ and I) drove to Smyrna to drop off movies at Hollywood Video, then came back. Since then I've watched CSI, Family Guy, Ellen, and now Tyra Banks. Lol, I have no life...

Jazz band tomorrow...horn choir Wednesday...set up/rehearse for mid-state (blah, second band) Thursday...more rehearsal/sushi with Lindsey on Friday...concert and movie (?) on Saturday...

Tootles!

Ok, so I went and saw the movie Hostel tonight. It's about these guys who backpack through Europe and end up in some place in Slovakya for like, girls and stuff. The end up all getting totured. Everyone in the entire town is in on it, so it's really hard to leave, but only 1 guy gets away safely. But yeah, don't get see it. It's really stupid. If you remember, I thought that I was going to like, be so scared and stuff. I was just like "omg, that's not scary at all" and the women sitting next to me pretty much laughed the entire time...along with the rest of the audience.

Moral: don't go see stupid movies

I feel like such a sucky hornist comming off from breaks. Like, I practice over breaks, yeah, but I guess I don't practice enough for the amount of playing that I do during the school year. I should change that. Like, in a normal day I have the horn on my face for 5 or 6 hours, and during the break I only play for half that time. Oh well, I'm not concerned about my low range, because I just got where I could play below low C a two weeks ago, so that still needs to be developed, but my high range that I used to be praised for is slowing comming back, and I need it back now. Lol. Oh well, I just have to get back into my normal routine and all will be good.

I updated my website today, so you should look. To view, click here.

Yeah, today was rather uneventful...even though it was...evenful. In English we did definitions for Macbeth...which I'm excited about.We took a test over V7 chords in music theory...I took a nap. In Government we took notes. She's a really fun teacher, I'm going to enjoy her class. In band we played some nifty music. It was modern, so I liked it.

I copied music during 5th period for jazz band, I played some Gustav Holst music, it was good. Mr. Medford scared the pee out of me! He came in there (I left to door open) and said "I think I'm going to buy this music for us." I literally jumped up on the copy machine. It was sooo funny. He laughed at me and walked away. He scared me one time while I was sleeping, I didn't talk to him for a few minutes. I played on the merimba (sp?) during 6th period w/ Beth, it was fun. I was playing Faure melody (his Pavane) and she was improving a harmony part, it actually sounded pretty good.

In jazz band Vinnie just told us about how he got drunk at this gig he played on TV, it was really funny. Vinnie is one of those guys you should talk about anything with, and he wouldn't judge you. It'd be so cool to have him as an uncle...actually...I think I called him "uncle V" one time. He told me never to call him that again. Lol.

MYO was so boring tonight! I almost fell asleep. I really with I did Curb, it'd be so much more fun. Why? I'd get to see Sarah Todd and Hannah Tilton all the time...so I'd be in an amazing horn section, and I'd get to see all of my Goveror's school amigos. Oh well, my loss.

It made me so happy when I went to get my Chinese food tonight. I played a game with the lil Chinese girl, she's so cute. And the lil boy was playing games on some little toy. I <3 Asians.