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Mar. 3rd, 2009 07:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chu_totoroOh, fuck you, Kucer.
I think this is taking things a little too far.
I was originally planning to find some time to apologise, but I don't feel like it anymore.
Unless my dear mother forces me to, in which case doubly fuck you because I hate giving apologies I don't mean.
Thirty minutes in and it's another shitty day. Wonderful.
edit: So I found out that forwarding the letter was part of school procedure and not from Kucer personally, so I am no longer angry at him, just reasonably annoyed by the school. but I must say that still made for a pretty crappy morning.
Otherwise school today was OK.
I kind of miss the days when I wasn't into music. You know, go to school, do whatever, have a blast running around and playing silly games on the computer, go home and practice some piano, that's that. And so much free time! So much, so much, so much time, all the time. None of this bloody orchestra stuff, none of this responsibility, this duty. School was school and home was home, friends were friends and time was mine to spend, all the time in the world. I mean it's not like I was ever one for homework. Homework? Home? Yeah right. And just imagine; if I didn't have all this orchestra, all these instruments, these obligations, I would be so free right now, you have no idea. All the time in the world! God knows what I would be doing then. But it's nice to think about, from time to time. Music is lovely, it's wonderful, but it ties you down - down and down and down. Even summers, even vacations, vacations v-a-c-a-tions, no break, none! You have to be practicing all the time, it's concertsrecitalscompetitionsauditionstriosquartetsorchestrasaccompaniment just a neverending stream, they just keep coming and coming until you say all right, that's enough, give me a break, and then they slow for a bit and you have just enough time to slow with them, start to relax, take a breather, and then it's off and it's off and it's off again and enough is never enough and.
Some days I miss those days before I got into music, y'know?
I think this is taking things a little too far.
I was originally planning to find some time to apologise, but I don't feel like it anymore.
Unless my dear mother forces me to, in which case doubly fuck you because I hate giving apologies I don't mean.
Thirty minutes in and it's another shitty day. Wonderful.
edit: So I found out that forwarding the letter was part of school procedure and not from Kucer personally, so I am no longer angry at him, just reasonably annoyed by the school. but I must say that still made for a pretty crappy morning.
Otherwise school today was OK.
I kind of miss the days when I wasn't into music. You know, go to school, do whatever, have a blast running around and playing silly games on the computer, go home and practice some piano, that's that. And so much free time! So much, so much, so much time, all the time. None of this bloody orchestra stuff, none of this responsibility, this duty. School was school and home was home, friends were friends and time was mine to spend, all the time in the world. I mean it's not like I was ever one for homework. Homework? Home? Yeah right. And just imagine; if I didn't have all this orchestra, all these instruments, these obligations, I would be so free right now, you have no idea. All the time in the world! God knows what I would be doing then. But it's nice to think about, from time to time. Music is lovely, it's wonderful, but it ties you down - down and down and down. Even summers, even vacations, vacations v-a-c-a-tions, no break, none! You have to be practicing all the time, it's concertsrecitalscompetitionsauditionstriosquartetsorchestrasaccompaniment just a neverending stream, they just keep coming and coming until you say all right, that's enough, give me a break, and then they slow for a bit and you have just enough time to slow with them, start to relax, take a breather, and then it's off and it's off and it's off again and enough is never enough and.
Some days I miss those days before I got into music, y'know?
