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After today I'll be officially free! No more piano concert, or piano for that matter. No more boating lessons until 10/11 @night. But I have to get over this speed bump, as well as get over my fear of playing in front of a crowd. My hands literally quake &my head thinks too hard - the music doesn't flow. I'll tell you how it goes later. Think I'll take a bit of a nap then practice some more.
Haha oh fuck, I was browsing through friends' posts &one of them reminded me my locker still needs clearing!! Of &do you remember the flowery wreath crown I made which was mentioned in post25? Haha, now it hangs on our front door - someone fashioned the word "Welcome" from wirey gold tinsel. How funny that it is being used for that purpose! Someone seems to be desperate to not allow my efforts to go to waste. I will take a picture of the silly thing sometime for you.
@838pm:
What a relief. Before I left, I took that much needed nap... slept for a solid hour &a half (God knows why, I got sufficient sleep last night) &woke in a rush to find that I only had 15 minutes to spare before we left for the recital hall. I skipped an entire bar &totally fucked up the end... but it could've been worse! All the while I was thinking to myself as my fingers graced the keys of how happy I was that this was the only thing left standing in between my summer &I. How different the grand piano sounded from our ancient, upright one @home! I wasn't too nervous after the constant reminding that I rarely see these people &after all, who cares. I was as nervous for my brother as I was for myself, no joke. I was happy with how I played; ecstatic that the little post-it note in my head that once read "practice piano for concert" can now be torn up aggressively so I may reach for my ever-nearing summer once again(-:
Haha oh fuck, I was browsing through friends' posts &one of them reminded me my locker still needs clearing!! Of &do you remember the flowery wreath crown I made which was mentioned in post25? Haha, now it hangs on our front door - someone fashioned the word "Welcome" from wirey gold tinsel. How funny that it is being used for that purpose! Someone seems to be desperate to not allow my efforts to go to waste. I will take a picture of the silly thing sometime for you.
@838pm:
What a relief. Before I left, I took that much needed nap... slept for a solid hour &a half (God knows why, I got sufficient sleep last night) &woke in a rush to find that I only had 15 minutes to spare before we left for the recital hall. I skipped an entire bar &totally fucked up the end... but it could've been worse! All the while I was thinking to myself as my fingers graced the keys of how happy I was that this was the only thing left standing in between my summer &I. How different the grand piano sounded from our ancient, upright one @home! I wasn't too nervous after the constant reminding that I rarely see these people &after all, who cares. I was as nervous for my brother as I was for myself, no joke. I was happy with how I played; ecstatic that the little post-it note in my head that once read "practice piano for concert" can now be torn up aggressively so I may reach for my ever-nearing summer once again(-: