So I should be working on my paper for my Creative Writing class. Well, I should be asleep. I'm waiting for my laundry to finish drying (I hate wrinkled clothes because you left them in the drier all night). I was checking out the blogs of the people I know. It's funny how interesting we all think our lives are. They're really not. I mean they seem that way to us, but we're living it. When we start to tell someone else about it, it just gets boring.
It's kind of hypocritical, then, that I would be posting more to my blog. Yeah, perhaps. But I think that my life really is just that much more interesting than yours. Just kidding. No, I'm completely bored.
So I had an epiphany that's been years in the making this last week. I played in a master class on Friday by one of my teacher's classmates from Juilliard, Amy Porter. She is an incredible player and teacher. She had some really good comments and suggestions for me. The stuff she said is similar to what my teacher has been telling me for the last week or so, but it finally clicked. Then in my lesson today, I finally got what she's been trying to get me to do since I started here. Perhaps what Dr. C-money was trying to get me to do all through my undergrad too! It was amazing! I sounded awesome!
Later tonight I practiced again and tried to recreate the phenomena to great success. Suddenly its like, "Wow, I can play the flute. This is what its supposed to sound like!"
I guess that's not that interesting, but I was really excited. So I'm getting ready for my recital in November and things are going quite well.
There's nothing more to report, I guess. My whole life for the past few weeks has been the flute, and flute events, and flute studio outings (to a D-backs game, which we won, which was AWESOME!).
I've also been writing some short stories for my creative writing class. Some of them are pretty good, I think (my teacher says so too), but I think I will keep those embarrassing exercises to myself for now. All I can say is that taking that class has been a great release from music and an incredibly entertaining and educational experience in completely unpredictable ways.
Well, that's it for now. No cool pictures, funny stories, or witty anecdotes. You'll have to come back again later.
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I'm glad you had a breakthrough with your flute playing. I'd love to hear you play sometime.
I'm guessing my blog was one of the ones you found boring last night, but just in case it wasn't, here it is so I can bore you some more: http://jenniferandmatt.blogspot.com
Good luck with your paper for Creative Writing.
Not sure I agree with you. Most of the blogs I follow are pretty interesting. Only a few of them are pretty dull - like the people that post twice a year. :)
Some quotes for you. :-)
The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and all time.
-- George Bernard Shaw
Whatever you may be sure of, be sure of this, that you are dreadfully like other people.
-- James Russell Lowell
So Jake and I tried to do your hangman thingy. And we thought that "Garbage bin" was a clue! So when the word turned out to be "defense" we were like, "What does that have to do with garbage bin?" We were thinking "recycler" "container". How dumb are we. :-)
I agree people's lives are only interesting to themselves--with the exception of course, the occasional witty comment.
For how incredibly boring your post was I rather liked it.
Don't worry Melece, I thought "garbage bin" was a clue for awhile too.
I won! "refracted" Two points LeeAnne!
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