Wednesday, November 29, 2006 @2:55 AM
the skies darkened ominuously. little droplets of rain started to pour as brobdingnickynag loomed over me. "
here."i stared at what he had handed me. it was just 6 pieces of paper folded in half, but it felt so heavy.
i hesistantly unfolded the papers.
omg. it was
it.IT.
IT!! (rachmaninoff, to transpose)
i vainly attempted to hide my fear, and asked nicky to put the scores in my bag.
it'll be a piece of cake, i thought.
pam never says die. right?!
my ass.
here i am sitting in front of the computer like a bloody owl, 3 am in the morning
and i'm at variation 26, and there are 33 variations in all
and i have 6 hours to finish the last 7 variations, considering i dont sleep.
damn you rachmaninoff you biggest mknn of the (previous) century, did you have to write so many variations?! even what's his name...
PAGANINI also not so longwinded.
maybe if i used pencil and manuscript and write out the transposition, not so bad. but i'm using finale to do it, so nicky doesn't have to squint to decipher my towgays.
and finale, i tell you
is
one
massivepiece of smelly brown disintegrating ew.
i took half a bloody hour to successfully apply one pathetic crescendo.
and oh my marder, talk about putting in the staccatos. my index finger seriously doesn't feel like a part of me anymore. wonder if there's a waiting list for prosthetic fingers in pakistan.. ):
i can preserve my sanity..
i can refrain from swearing too much before i learn how to drive..
i can be wide awake during band later..
yah man i'd give anything to be alert. :l
and not go back to phoo ing like a girl again.
hmm.
0405: why so many weird words. unpoco vivocity. piu vivocity. lentol soup. andan-tinnoed sardines. l'itesso tEMpO.
0442: somebody give me a neck massage....
0523: i finished 32nd movement! (:
0536: :D!! ehhh shit. dont know how to send this to the printer.
