My Dog Died...
 
A funny thing happened recently. I was arguing with CB in the music room about... stuff, and just feeling really insecure and nervous. When he left though, Matt came in, and we talked. We skipped the rest of our classes that day and just talked. We talked about friendship, our childhood, love and life. I came to have a deeper understanding for Matt and his troubles, and I believe he had a better understanding of my life, and the things I've struggled with.

One thing that came out of the conversation was a realization of mine. I realized that if I want to accomplish my dreams and become a concert pianist I really need to buckle down and practice, and really focus on just my passion and nothing else. I don't want to end up like Matt and waste time on meaningless crushes, like some blockhead I know.

I also just got my acceptance letter from the Juilliard School of Music! I'll be attending the school next fall.

So in the end everything really did turn out alright for me!
 
Help needed. 07/11/2009
 

If one were to go to a small "get together" and it was a pretty big deal, what would one wear? Hypothetically...

Also, people still listen to tapes, right?

 
 

Today was... interesting.

You know when you have all these ideas bottled up in your head and everything sounds fine? Well I realized once you say it out loud, only then you can really truly understand the complete idea.

So many things have been said, so many rumors have been flying around, it's hard to separate what's the truth and what had been completely fabricated.

My old friends are throwing a party. I wasn't invited... don't know why I would be. Sounds stupid, they won't even have good music...

When people keep telling you how they view, who they think you are, it's hard not think "Is that true? Is that really who I am?" I don't know...

Sorry. My thoughts a bit scattered right now, today gave me a lot to think about.

I need to be better at telling jokes...

 
A Voice... 06/28/2009
 

I wonder if Chopin started writing music to be heard by others...

And what about all the people who compose or write or speak and aren't heard? They deserve their voices to be recognized, accepted, and taken in to consideration...

I like playing other composers works, you feel what they felt when they first wrote it. When I play, I want others to have the same feeling, and maybe we can share that moment or mood or whatever...

But no one really ever listened...

 
A Thought... 06/27/2009
 
I wonder if Beethoven hated school...