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| So, Bonnie and I have been talking about our junior recital next year, which will undoubtedly be amazing. One of the things was, of course, the possibility of violin duets. Well, we've already knocked two off the three well-known violin duet composers off our lists: we'll probably both be playing Bach, and Bonnie has Vivaldi's Winter going, so the only thing we could think of is Bartok. He kicks butt, don't get me wrong, but his duets are short. So I was going to look into finding more duets, and there's a lot of variety in literature just from the Ohio Music Libraries. I'm leaning towards Spohr or maybe even Prokofiev. I did find a piece written in memory of dear ol' Shoshy, maybe that'll be cool. I'll have to see the score/parts first.
On a tangent of recitals, I know I'll be playing Mozart 2 at my recital. While looking for duets I randomly stumbled on Ehnes cadenzas for Mozart 1 and 2, so I ordered it. If the cadenza is cooler than the one I have now, I'll use that one instead. But then I'd have to memorize more. Eh, a constant battle. I'm also heading downtown tomorrow to look at some more music. Here's to hoping I find some.
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I completely forgot I had this.
So, spring break. I think this past winter quarter has been my favorite quarter so far. Nothing terrible and devastating happened to me, and I went through a semi-successful relationship (as in, I still talk to her even though she left me for another guy, but that's beside the point...). My eye does wander, though, admittedly...
Speaking of which, I had an awkward dream last night. It was hell night of pledging (on the other side), and I was pumped up for it, but all of a sudden I felt tired and I slept on a couch through the whole thing, and Peter woke me up and acted semi-worried and offered to walk me to my room. So we walked across Otterbein (but we took a real weird "let's go through Battelle" long-cut but it's a dream and it happens) talking and stuff, and we get to the front door of Mayne and he says, "Hope you feel better," and gives me a kiss on the cheek and walks away. Then I woke up. It was awkward to say the least. I never think of him like that, but is it a subconscious thing? I doubt it.
It's real late, I'll update this later...
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| A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and
time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the
past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk
home alone.
She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few
blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked
God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley,
which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However,
halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though
he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking
for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round
her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached
the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home
safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl
had been
raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have
been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to
help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She
felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing tolook at a lineup to see
if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the
man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told
he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The
officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything
they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one
question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the
policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had
two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you
believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98% of teenagers
will not stand up for God?
Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly believe in God..,
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what.....and if you stand up 4 him he will stand up for you.
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| WARNING: This is a rant, an ironic rant about drama, because more than likely this will cause drama.
Everyone that is in/went to high school knows the drama. The
whole "so-and-so said this" and "gossip about this person behind their
back" acts that everyone hates. Well, it doesn't stop in
college. Freshman year is full of it. But there are certain
departments and certain people that will never let it go. And
this year, I made the mistake of getting into one of these
circles. So in my sixth year of high school, I succumbed to drama.
Which is why I desperately NEED this break... I need to get away from
this crap, so I can come back and deal with it later, because right
now, I'm so worn out that I've started playing the drama game, and that
really isn't what I do. I've tried to set it right, but when dealing
with drama queens, it's never a good idea to even bother.
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| Well, it's the end of week nine.
I'm getting a little stressed about my conducting final, I don't know
how I'll pull it together in a week. Theory and ear training
should be ok... But the sudden onslaught of concerts to perform
at is making me nauseous. I want my weekends back, dammit!!!
"I'm still hurting. As much as you want me to know that I wasn't the
only one in pain, I still don't give a shit how you feel, and nothing
that you're doing now is making me feel any better. So really,
stop trying. You built yourself back up without my help, let me
do the same without you interfering. Really, just back off if you
still want to be friends. Let me be the one to start the repairs,
because naive people never do the right thing at the right time."
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