Today is a weird day. It's not particularly good or particularly bad, but, just... weird.
For instance, I played the third movement of Tchaikovsky all the way through, which I have to play for my senior recital in about a month. It was not very good, which makes me nervous. But playing it back, I have a really great sound quality and musicality... so it doesn't sound as terrible as I thought it did. Because my musicality made up for a lot of it. hahahahahahahahahafdslololololololol.
so. That's weird. I don't know how to feel about it. I wasn't tired at the end, which is awesome. But I'm nervous, because I want my senior recital to be like, "OH MY GOD SHE IS MARVELOUS!" rather than "OH MY GOD SHE HAS GREAT SOUND but she should really work more on her technique, I wonder how often she practices. hhhmmmmmm."
I also have a feeling this summer is going to fly by. Every weekend I have either a grad party, or I'll be out of the country, and in between, I'll be babysitting and partying, both full time. Not much sleep is scheduled for my summer. Oh, right, and I plan on practicing like, five hours a dayish. Maybe only three. Three will suffice. I've been doing 2-3 all school year. Three will suffice.
Then again, maybe it'll go really slowly and achingly. Because babysitting, though awesomely rewarding and fun most of the time, can be agonizingly tiring and annoying as shit.
I need money. Bad. BAAAAAAAAAAAD. I need new strings before college (which I've decided I'm going to get Dominants, not Evah Pirazzi's so that they a. last longer and b. cost less), probably a bow rehair, hopefully a head rehair (see what I did there?), and you know. Denmark/Germany money.
I can't wait. This damn well be the best summer ever, or else it's just going to be a lot of,
"I hope I'm not broke, I hope I'm not broke, I hope I'm not broooooooke!"
