Oy vey. 2004-02-02 - 5:09 p.m.
Gih. My piccolo is dying. Do you know why? That's right. The goddamn William Tell Overture. Stupid Rossini. And to think we have to play for The Barber of Seville as well.
:-P
My head is going to explode from all this dying piccolo-induced trauma now.
Whomever said music school was easy needs to be dragged out into the street and pelted with dead piccolos. Amen.
Other than that, I had a really good lesson today. It kind of felt like the upcoming concerto competition might not be as sucktastic as I might think from my end. Until I actually rehearse with my accompanist that is... heh. Woops. We'll see.
That's about it. I'd say there aren't enough hours in a day, but then again, if there were, those would be hours in which I should be practicing and I'm just too damn lazy. Ah yes, such is my downfall. :)