...and a great sigh was heard by all.
My exhaustion is finally catching up with the rest of me. Last night was the first night I didn't stay up past midnight cramming for exams*, and only because a full nine hours of sleep is requisite for any musical events. Despite the last minute studying, everything went pretty well.
The string juries, compared to the other musical juries, are surprisingly informal**. I spent the first three minutes talking skiing with one of the professors before settling down*** to play Bach. This was my first jury in two years since the nerve condition developed, and I was a little nervous. My Wellenspiele^ started a little too fast for my shaky hands to feel steady with and there were little errors here and there, but they seemed pretty pleased.
It is so quiet around the apartment, especially after the Thanksgiving/Christmas Transition Party we hosted last night. The living room is gorgeous…two of my roommies made a chandelier out of Christmas lights and hung my paper star from the middle…I just want to stay here longer and enjoy the season, but am heading home tomorrow to make my brother’s last# holiday concert. Anyway, I feel somewhat unsettled, as if I still expect to be cramming a few more notes or a last minute practice session in. I don’t know what to do with myself! Besides clean. And pack. I feel like I can’t relax quite yet, but what do I do?
Breathe. Pray. And get home and start practicing, writing, and making gifts like crazy…once I let myself let go for a little.
By the way, hi to any new friends I’ve made!!! I really need to work up the courage to friend all the lovely people from the exchange I feel like I’ve come to know through their writing, or at least want to hear more from.
*The great Robin McKinley has inspired me to use footnotes‡ instead of parenthetical comments. We’ll see if this works. Anyway, I spent today cramming for geology instead.
**I'm not sure it even influences my grade for the quarter like the vocal and piano juries. In fact, they started coaching the duet that went after me!
***Settling down before a performance? Hah!
^by Edwin Grasse. A scale etude masquerading as a delightfully fluffy piece.
#It is so weird to think that he’s a senior and is going off to college next year!
‡ Speaking of footnotes, yesterday my music history professor caught me as I was leaving the exam and told me she loved my paper, especially my informational footnotes!!!! Considering last week I wanted to never see a footnote again in my life after learning at 10 pm the night before the paper was due that MLA style doesn’t include footnotes and having to reformat everything in Chicago style-may I add, a style I taught myself that night-until two in the morning, I am somewhat surprised to find myself still euphoric. We’ll also see how long I can maintain this before reverting back to my horribly long parentheses.
The string juries, compared to the other musical juries, are surprisingly informal**. I spent the first three minutes talking skiing with one of the professors before settling down*** to play Bach. This was my first jury in two years since the nerve condition developed, and I was a little nervous. My Wellenspiele^ started a little too fast for my shaky hands to feel steady with and there were little errors here and there, but they seemed pretty pleased.
It is so quiet around the apartment, especially after the Thanksgiving/Christmas Transition Party we hosted last night. The living room is gorgeous…two of my roommies made a chandelier out of Christmas lights and hung my paper star from the middle…I just want to stay here longer and enjoy the season, but am heading home tomorrow to make my brother’s last# holiday concert. Anyway, I feel somewhat unsettled, as if I still expect to be cramming a few more notes or a last minute practice session in. I don’t know what to do with myself! Besides clean. And pack. I feel like I can’t relax quite yet, but what do I do?
Breathe. Pray. And get home and start practicing, writing, and making gifts like crazy…once I let myself let go for a little.
By the way, hi to any new friends I’ve made!!! I really need to work up the courage to friend all the lovely people from the exchange I feel like I’ve come to know through their writing, or at least want to hear more from.
*The great Robin McKinley has inspired me to use footnotes‡ instead of parenthetical comments. We’ll see if this works. Anyway, I spent today cramming for geology instead.
**I'm not sure it even influences my grade for the quarter like the vocal and piano juries. In fact, they started coaching the duet that went after me!
***Settling down before a performance? Hah!
^by Edwin Grasse. A scale etude masquerading as a delightfully fluffy piece.
#It is so weird to think that he’s a senior and is going off to college next year!
‡ Speaking of footnotes, yesterday my music history professor caught me as I was leaving the exam and told me she loved my paper, especially my informational footnotes!!!! Considering last week I wanted to never see a footnote again in my life after learning at 10 pm the night before the paper was due that MLA style doesn’t include footnotes and having to reformat everything in Chicago style-may I add, a style I taught myself that night-until two in the morning, I am somewhat surprised to find myself still euphoric. We’ll also see how long I can maintain this before reverting back to my horribly long parentheses.