Saturday, August 14, 2004

So life continues to get interesting and exciting. My roommate of last year currently has three large shiny stones sitting on a certain finger on her left hand, and a dormmate from second year will be half of a married couple by April or May. Wow. All within the last two weeks!
The whole Redeemer thing is refusing to turn out well, so I have two weeks left of working at the wonderful little sweatshop. Only two more Fridays to go. And then- Gilmour!! Oh I'm so excited. It promises to be good times.
I have been contemplating reintroducing music lessons into my life. This is a rather large step for me, because when I quit piano lessons in grade six, I was dreading the lessons each week and the practising even more. Ever since I was a little tyke, I've been absolutely fascinated with the violin, so naturally this was my first thought for lessons. However. Given the facts that a) I have no money, b) I have no violin, c) I won't be able to take lessons for longer than a year at this point, and D) I have no money, the violin is pretty much eliminated from the list. When I was in grade seven and eight, I played the trumpet. But. I don't like the whole "loud" aspect to the brass instruments, at least not for myself. No trumpet. When I see a piano, I am usually prone to sitting on the bench in front of it and playing one of the four songs that I still know, and every time I touch the keys and hear the sound that comes out, I wish that I could play it better than I do, and I wish that I had never quit piano in the first place. However, what I don't like about the piano is that it's fairly immobile. You can't really bring your piano over to a friend's house for the evening. I would also have to basically start over again, completely. I took the Gr 4 RCM examination right before I quit, and passed with honours. It's quite embarassing to say at this point that I have little to no idea what the time signatures stand for anymore, and that's pretty basic stuff. So, my brother gave me the guitar that my mom gave him, and I've been playing --or rather, attempting to play- that lately. Nate and Mikey have both taught me a few little things on it, and I'm beginning to wonder if I should, like everyone else and their brother, learn to play the guitar. I've always loved the quality of music on a guitar, and it is fairly portable. So. this begs the question. Lesson on Piano or Guitar? Both would be incredibly useful.
I'm in dire need of new speakers for my computer. The Amen from Ere Zig God is making them crackle when the volume is only at 1/4. Sigh.

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