Unraveling

So over the last two weeks

-my chorus sang at NYU in front of some big teachers at music schools to determine if we deserve a medal. When I say it like that it sounds kinda trivial doesn't it? This is my first year going to NYSSMA ( the organization that does the judging). I never thought it would be possible that we could do this. Last year the same group couldn't even start a major work let alone be judged on it. So I'm glad my class got it together and we could do this. We won a silver medal. Go for gold next year guys.

-I found out that my physics teacher is a dean. I found this out when she told me she ran a cut scan on me. I cut 150 classes according to her. Funny though, none of which were in her class. Talk about not minding ones own business. I understand a teachers readiness to help a student in need, but it had already been taken care of. And quite frankly, I've never felt comfortable talking to her. So when she tries to confront me about this situation she gets bullsh*t answers. I was hoping she'd leave me alone. No such luck. At least school's almost over.

-my chorus conductor, Dibo, walks up to the front of the room. "Anyone who wants to be in chamber chorus next year sit in the front row. You will take a sightreading test right now." At this point I'm nervous as hell. Since Dibo has gotten to know me better this year, he knows how well I can sightread. I expected to get some long crazy 6/8 metre piece to sing for him. If I mess it up I won't be able to at least sing another song to make up for it. Eventually I get called into the hallway. He shows me a piece. Common metre. Some jumps but nothing too far. I guess he decided to go light. Of course start and the next minute goes by so fast. I feel like I must have messed up some thing. "You nailed it." I think I screamed. The next class my name was on the chamber roster. I think I've been waiting for that moment for a while. My goal since my last chamber audition was to grow as a musician now. When I first met Dibo I couldn't sightread, play piano. My only one up on anyone else was I wanted to learn, I had great intonation, and I had already come out of my shell. I guess the entire year I had something to prove to myself, but I realized being in chamber doesn't make me anymore awesome than I already was at that moment. I just had to embrace it.

-my friend Eli and I traded guitars. I was sitting in a Burger King the day I took it home. I pulled it from the case and a quarter from my pocket. In the course of 15 minutes I think I bonded with this instrument. I'm not very good but I did some nice sounding stuff in that 15 minutes.

-I made a little section of target my new hangout. It's comfortable, cozy, kinda intimate and quiet. Now if I can just avoid getting kicked out.

-i started reading A Thousand Splendid Suns. It's driven me into hatred of adults and now marriage. Way to go Khaled Hosseini!

-i had to write a memoir for english class . So I wrote it about a very special girl and how she changed my life, if only indirectly. I worry about her sometimes though. Pip was better off without Stella, but was she better off without him?


Here's hoping to a better week


This is what Soulja Boy is doing to our youth:


Also if anyone hasn't noticed all the musical references yet (duh) my post will all be named after a song. Have fun trying to understand these ^_^.