excite... right
So... My dad's birthday is the 21st. My mom is throwing this huge thing the next day (saturday) for him with a whole bunch of friends, family, and coworkers. One of the guests is his mother. This woman is the quintessential sociopath from Gehenna. She has never treated me like a grandson because to her, I'm not her grandson but treats my brother (well, treated... until someone new came along) like a prince. I know she's not going to be the only person there but I haven't seen her in years and I vowed never to see her again. Maybe I can get away from speaking to her except to brag on my plans for the future.
On another note, Mr. Fleitz wants me to get away from the Allegro ma non Tropo from Beethoven's sonata no. 8 and play an Adagio. I'm playing the second movement of the Tempest sonata (17.) It's one of my favorites and he says that it's going to be really good when I get finished with it. I think so... I need a break from the insanity of Pathetìque.
I also want brownies... but not just any brownies. Dammit!
On another note, Mr. Fleitz wants me to get away from the Allegro ma non Tropo from Beethoven's sonata no. 8 and play an Adagio. I'm playing the second movement of the Tempest sonata (17.) It's one of my favorites and he says that it's going to be really good when I get finished with it. I think so... I need a break from the insanity of Pathetìque.
I also want brownies... but not just any brownies. Dammit!