dedicated to those who care.
i really have to thank a few people for being there for me in this past year. it has, so far, been an intersting one, and while many positive things have happened, there have definitely been some negative family issues that have ruined alot. i know i'm typically pessimistic, but for those who really care, it means alot to me.
i miss my boston friends a lot lately, because i realize that although there are few, they are some of the best people i could have ever known. i'm glad i roomed with caro & em this past year...i miss their company, so much, and i never thought it would hit me, but i'm sad i won't be living with them next year. on the other hand, i miss my poshmeister too. poshish, i know you're probably going to read this, so just to let you know I LOVE YOU and i can't wait to live with you next year! matt, i don't know where you are, but i miss you and your pop culture freakishness. and last but not least....omg my jared. i miss you so much. like, i can't ever describe it to you. you don't understand. like. ughhhhhh!!! i miss your commentaries and all the fun times...lol...
i went running with piv today and while he still retains the quality of being one of the most eccentric and weird people i know, i really love him and i am glad to have met him. he's one of the few people who somewhat understands me, yet still thinks i'm nuts. because i am. he's an awesome person and im so happy to know him.
i should dedicate part of this essay to my wonderful boyfriend, mr. brian santero, because he puts up with the biggest amount of shit from me that the world has ever seen. i definitely don't give him enough credit, i don't think. i think he already knows this, but i love him, so very much, and i don't mean half of the insensitive things i say to him when i'm a little pissy, or pmsing. i love you brian =o)
ok well...the man i will see tomorrow, (provided everything goes according to plan) robert sheena, my oboe teacher, is quite possibly one of the nicest people ever. instead of charging me for tomorrow's lesson, he's letting me pre-gouge cane for him during rehearsal at symphony hall, which not only gives me experience doing it but saves $100. he has done everything he could possibly do for me this year, calling in for more money, because he knows i'm having it rough, helping me with reeds, and even talking to me about my personal adaptation to the school. i can't ever thank him enough for doing all he has done. hopefully i will one day repay him by having a successful career.
and last but not least, to joan dawidziak, my old oboe teacher: you have been nothing but a positive influence on my playing and my overall outlook on life. i can safely refer to you as my mentor, and a conscientious one, to say the very least. you have always looked out for me, whether it be through college auditions, fights with peers, emotional/physical issues, or even getting me gigs this year to play for money. i really owe a large part of my success to your neverending support of my career, for its support lacks in areas where it should excel. i will one day hope to live out my career with confidence, something you have always pushed. you've taught me the most valuable lesson that "the music is greater than all of us," and nothing should ever come before its worth.
thanks, all <3 angela
i miss my boston friends a lot lately, because i realize that although there are few, they are some of the best people i could have ever known. i'm glad i roomed with caro & em this past year...i miss their company, so much, and i never thought it would hit me, but i'm sad i won't be living with them next year. on the other hand, i miss my poshmeister too. poshish, i know you're probably going to read this, so just to let you know I LOVE YOU and i can't wait to live with you next year! matt, i don't know where you are, but i miss you and your pop culture freakishness. and last but not least....omg my jared. i miss you so much. like, i can't ever describe it to you. you don't understand. like. ughhhhhh!!! i miss your commentaries and all the fun times...lol...
i went running with piv today and while he still retains the quality of being one of the most eccentric and weird people i know, i really love him and i am glad to have met him. he's one of the few people who somewhat understands me, yet still thinks i'm nuts. because i am. he's an awesome person and im so happy to know him.
i should dedicate part of this essay to my wonderful boyfriend, mr. brian santero, because he puts up with the biggest amount of shit from me that the world has ever seen. i definitely don't give him enough credit, i don't think. i think he already knows this, but i love him, so very much, and i don't mean half of the insensitive things i say to him when i'm a little pissy, or pmsing. i love you brian =o)
ok well...the man i will see tomorrow, (provided everything goes according to plan) robert sheena, my oboe teacher, is quite possibly one of the nicest people ever. instead of charging me for tomorrow's lesson, he's letting me pre-gouge cane for him during rehearsal at symphony hall, which not only gives me experience doing it but saves $100. he has done everything he could possibly do for me this year, calling in for more money, because he knows i'm having it rough, helping me with reeds, and even talking to me about my personal adaptation to the school. i can't ever thank him enough for doing all he has done. hopefully i will one day repay him by having a successful career.
and last but not least, to joan dawidziak, my old oboe teacher: you have been nothing but a positive influence on my playing and my overall outlook on life. i can safely refer to you as my mentor, and a conscientious one, to say the very least. you have always looked out for me, whether it be through college auditions, fights with peers, emotional/physical issues, or even getting me gigs this year to play for money. i really owe a large part of my success to your neverending support of my career, for its support lacks in areas where it should excel. i will one day hope to live out my career with confidence, something you have always pushed. you've taught me the most valuable lesson that "the music is greater than all of us," and nothing should ever come before its worth.
thanks, all <3 angela