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Ahhh long time no update. School starts the 23rd and things are starting to look bleak again...
Nehways, Tiffany W. and Neeru came over Friday evening for yet another sleepover. :O Spent the evening mostly playing FFX and Kingdom Hearts. I finally saw the ending of FFX! :O After all this time... I finally get around to the ending. (well, Tiff pushed me into playing for the ending... XD) W00t. My Yuna kicks ass. Tiff let me borrow her KH! :DDD I <3 you! ^__^
Then we cleaned up and got ready for bed... except we didn't really go to sleep yet. First we talked about some random stuff. Then Tiff asked to see my Pokemon cards. It turns out we ended up picking out a couple cards and signing them as a symbol of the three musketeers' friendship. Yes, we are such dorks. Then I pulled out my dad's camera and tried to take pictures... Only we had to figure out the timing thing so that everyone would be in it. MASS CHAOS. XD I so HAVE to scan them once they come out.
After we ran out of film, Neeru and I started singing Utada Hikaru karaoke. (And this was at like... 2:30 AM XD) We did Hikari together, but Neeru was familiar with Colors so she did that one too. Tiff decided to keep quiet. >:B One day I shall make you sing Dareka no Negai ga Kanau Koro! Then we went to bed. Wee. Next morn I helped out Neeru with her frames layout and we got Tiff to sing a little of Hikari.
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That was the good part of my weekend. Almost immediately after, my mom and dad cornered me and gave me a talking to. It was because my violin teacher had said that I hadn't been very focused during the last few weeks, but I explained that there wasn't enough communication going on between us. Since I'm now supposed to "use my skills to learn myself," I have to get through the pieces myself. When I perform for the teacher on our next lesson, I might have interpreted the song incorrectly, or differently than he wanted me to. He would ask me why I did something wrong, and I would correct it, usually without telling him that I had practiced it differently.
This lesson, there was a particular scale I was having a lot of trouble with. I was assigned the scale two weeks ago but forgot to practice it. My teacher got mad at me for forgetting, naturally, but it was my fault so I understood. This week, he got mad at me again because I wasn't getting the fingerings correct. Well, I had done my best with my interpretation, but I had missed some things. I think he must've thought I didn't practice again. Then I did the Wolhfart (sp?) piece which I played part of it in 1st position rather than in 3rd because it seemed more natural to me. He corrected me and I tried to play it in 3rd when I was used to playing it in 1st. I messed up a bit, as it was doing it in 3rd for the first time. He probably thought I never practiced again. So he told my mom that I ought to be more focused after class.
My mom always makes it a big deal when my teacher complains, but this time expecially so. He had complained about a month ago too, but that time it was really because I didn't practice much that week. This time my parents get all worked up and are talking about it all weekend, and not behind my back. They take care to talk in Taiwanese, but it's not like I don't understand everything they're saying. So my parents give me a lovely speech, along with another college pep talk.
Community service is a huge thing with colleges, according to everyone my parents know. I'm thinking of joining CSF this year now. I should've joined last year, but I was just too lazy. But since it's one of the more big service clubs, I'll be sure to join. I'm debating whether or not to join martial arts club this year as well. It's a huge commitment, but it's fun and you get stuff out of it if you stay committed. Art club sounds cool too...
So, my parents tell me that I should only take violin for another year because I have to focus on doing community service. Since everyone is already preparing and everything, I might as well. They mention my next door neighbor, who is always doing math that he's probably doing college level math right now.
Okay, even if he IS doing college level math, it does not mean that he doesn't have a huge ego and fights fiercely with his parents. I think comparing me with him is just wrong. He IS doing math, but that's all he does! All summer, he's just been doing math day in and day out. He probably has no choice, since his parents make him, but he's still rude and has a gigantic ego. Colleges don't accept you just because you do math.
Having heard enough and not wanting to hear more, I took a nap this afternoon. A nap. I never take naps. But today had been an especially trying day. I was tired of hearing I was useless again and again even though I might be. The nap did my brain good, but my mood was still in need of some uplifting. It didn't help that I woke up due to the extreme amount of screaming going on next door. It seems that the guy's dad wants him to do even more math than he has already done, and the kid was getting frustrated with doing it all. They scream like hell, and it's not lovely. To make things even more interesting, my brother comes in and finds me awake unwillinglly awake due to the screaming next door. I think my brother suffers from something that doesn't allow him to stop talking. He gets in loads of trouble at school for talking and that's all he does when he's bored. So he starts talking and talking and talking about nothing in particular and occaisionally asks question that I answer with a "uhuh" or "mhm" or he will keep asking it, louder and louder till he gets an answer. O___O
So then I get up and practice my violin. Practicing the violin has never been so... depressing? (I don't know if that would be the word to use since I was more pissed than depressed) But I made sure I put my all into practicing. Hrimaly and Wolhfart alike.
WOLHFART... his violin studies are on my MUST BURN BOOKS list. You do not know how much I hate that dead man...
Nehways, Tiffany W. and Neeru came over Friday evening for yet another sleepover. :O Spent the evening mostly playing FFX and Kingdom Hearts. I finally saw the ending of FFX! :O After all this time... I finally get around to the ending. (well, Tiff pushed me into playing for the ending... XD) W00t. My Yuna kicks ass. Tiff let me borrow her KH! :DDD I <3 you! ^__^
Then we cleaned up and got ready for bed... except we didn't really go to sleep yet. First we talked about some random stuff. Then Tiff asked to see my Pokemon cards. It turns out we ended up picking out a couple cards and signing them as a symbol of the three musketeers' friendship. Yes, we are such dorks. Then I pulled out my dad's camera and tried to take pictures... Only we had to figure out the timing thing so that everyone would be in it. MASS CHAOS. XD I so HAVE to scan them once they come out.
After we ran out of film, Neeru and I started singing Utada Hikaru karaoke. (And this was at like... 2:30 AM XD) We did Hikari together, but Neeru was familiar with Colors so she did that one too. Tiff decided to keep quiet. >:B One day I shall make you sing Dareka no Negai ga Kanau Koro! Then we went to bed. Wee. Next morn I helped out Neeru with her frames layout and we got Tiff to sing a little of Hikari.
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That was the good part of my weekend. Almost immediately after, my mom and dad cornered me and gave me a talking to. It was because my violin teacher had said that I hadn't been very focused during the last few weeks, but I explained that there wasn't enough communication going on between us. Since I'm now supposed to "use my skills to learn myself," I have to get through the pieces myself. When I perform for the teacher on our next lesson, I might have interpreted the song incorrectly, or differently than he wanted me to. He would ask me why I did something wrong, and I would correct it, usually without telling him that I had practiced it differently.
This lesson, there was a particular scale I was having a lot of trouble with. I was assigned the scale two weeks ago but forgot to practice it. My teacher got mad at me for forgetting, naturally, but it was my fault so I understood. This week, he got mad at me again because I wasn't getting the fingerings correct. Well, I had done my best with my interpretation, but I had missed some things. I think he must've thought I didn't practice again. Then I did the Wolhfart (sp?) piece which I played part of it in 1st position rather than in 3rd because it seemed more natural to me. He corrected me and I tried to play it in 3rd when I was used to playing it in 1st. I messed up a bit, as it was doing it in 3rd for the first time. He probably thought I never practiced again. So he told my mom that I ought to be more focused after class.
My mom always makes it a big deal when my teacher complains, but this time expecially so. He had complained about a month ago too, but that time it was really because I didn't practice much that week. This time my parents get all worked up and are talking about it all weekend, and not behind my back. They take care to talk in Taiwanese, but it's not like I don't understand everything they're saying. So my parents give me a lovely speech, along with another college pep talk.
Community service is a huge thing with colleges, according to everyone my parents know. I'm thinking of joining CSF this year now. I should've joined last year, but I was just too lazy. But since it's one of the more big service clubs, I'll be sure to join. I'm debating whether or not to join martial arts club this year as well. It's a huge commitment, but it's fun and you get stuff out of it if you stay committed. Art club sounds cool too...
So, my parents tell me that I should only take violin for another year because I have to focus on doing community service. Since everyone is already preparing and everything, I might as well. They mention my next door neighbor, who is always doing math that he's probably doing college level math right now.
Okay, even if he IS doing college level math, it does not mean that he doesn't have a huge ego and fights fiercely with his parents. I think comparing me with him is just wrong. He IS doing math, but that's all he does! All summer, he's just been doing math day in and day out. He probably has no choice, since his parents make him, but he's still rude and has a gigantic ego. Colleges don't accept you just because you do math.
Having heard enough and not wanting to hear more, I took a nap this afternoon. A nap. I never take naps. But today had been an especially trying day. I was tired of hearing I was useless again and again even though I might be. The nap did my brain good, but my mood was still in need of some uplifting. It didn't help that I woke up due to the extreme amount of screaming going on next door. It seems that the guy's dad wants him to do even more math than he has already done, and the kid was getting frustrated with doing it all. They scream like hell, and it's not lovely. To make things even more interesting, my brother comes in and finds me awake unwillinglly awake due to the screaming next door. I think my brother suffers from something that doesn't allow him to stop talking. He gets in loads of trouble at school for talking and that's all he does when he's bored. So he starts talking and talking and talking about nothing in particular and occaisionally asks question that I answer with a "uhuh" or "mhm" or he will keep asking it, louder and louder till he gets an answer. O___O
So then I get up and practice my violin. Practicing the violin has never been so... depressing? (I don't know if that would be the word to use since I was more pissed than depressed) But I made sure I put my all into practicing. Hrimaly and Wolhfart alike.
WOLHFART... his violin studies are on my MUST BURN BOOKS list. You do not know how much I hate that dead man...