Thursday, 11:28 PM
Recital went great! While I was walking up I just thought, "You know what? I rock," and I wasn't nervous at all...until halfway through when I started shaking so bad that my long notes in the middle sounded like a singing goat, but I hope it passed for vibrato.
After the recital, me and Leah and Paige (who likes and can play Jethro Tull flute solos) went lookin gfor a computer and found one. We watched some Death Note and some YouTube. We watched a beatboxing flautist and a dancing cat and somebody drawing a car with Paint. Pretty awesome. I dare everyone to Google "beatboxing flute" and not be amazed. Then they should find The Kitty Cat Dance and be overcome by cuteness.
Then we looked stuff on Found.com for hours until...now. (Bunnee!!!) Then we went back to the dorm just in time for everybody to get yelled at. Somebody was nasty to the campus police.
Obsessed with Chopin now. Just becasue he wrote the funeral march. I vow some day to arrange that for double reed ensemble. (Or oboe, violin, and French horn, Sophia! You'll get to play something EVIL!)
And oh! The Westmoreland Youth Symphony Orchestra does not have half a dozen alternate oboes; in fact, they're missing one. Tryouts are at the end of August. Wish me luck.
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