2 Tales of a Practice Room

So, two days ago I was practicing in the practice room. I usually being a piano book with me when I go so that if I get super frustrated with something on the clarinet, I can calm down and play the piano a little bit. I got a little furstrated and so I turned to the piano and flipped to "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" and just started playing. I felt better so I turned back to my clarinet and resumed my practicing. A couple seconds later, this lady walks into my practice room. She said, "Were you just playing the piano?"
"Yes," I said.
"Can you feel the love tonight was one of my favorite songs as a girl." I said nothing and smiled thinking, okay.. that's nice.
"I just want you to know that the way you played it made me realize that I want that song to be my wedding song." She exclaimed. "See, you could've gone all day without knowing that you helped someone. You just played it so great!"
I just said, "Oh Thanks" and offered my congratulations.
She then walked out the door. And that's my little story. I thought it was a little wierd, but it was nice I suppose.

Sometimes I mess with the people practicing beside me. I know it's a little rude, but it just makes life more fun. I heard another clarinetist practicing just across the wall. I started playing the same thing as she was. Turns out it was one of my friends Celeste! She is hilarious, and I love her. So everytime we have those practice rooms scheduled, Tuesdays and Thursdays, we always practice together now! It's only a little bit unproductive. :)

Wayne Kimball

The weekend yet again! I made it. Phew! It was a long one, and yet, at the same time, really short. The days themselves seem like they last forever, but the week as a whole has gone by really fast if that makes any sence whatsoever. It's been an interesting week. .. just yeah.
I've been extreamely busy with homework and color guard practice. I hope I don't die! That would be a little tragic. Just a little bit ;) I'm so behind on my homework and practice. I hope I can get at least a little caught up this weekend. I love all of my classes though, and that is a wonderful thing. At least I'm doing homework for classes that I enjoy. I think the only homework that could die and I wouldn't care would be math. The class period in and of itself it great! I love the teacher, the peers I sit next to, and I really don't mind learning some of the things taught in class. It's just the repetative homework that gets me. I don't know what it is about math that literally puts me to sleep, but it happens. You know how you aren't supposed to do anything but homework during homework time? as in watching tv, or something like that. Well, I can do that with all of my other subjects except math. With math, I have to be doing something else while I'm doing it because otherwise I end up nodding off and falling asleep. No joke.
I seriously can't remember anything that's happened to me this week except the regular stuff. Just classes...
Oh! I went to the art show in the Sori Gallery. I think the art was done by Wayne Kimball or something. I don't know. But it was really weird. I like art generally, it was just really hard to see what this guy was trying to get at. He was using magazine clippings. He also used the same images over and over again, but in different arrangements. It all was really weird to me. I don't know. But it was interesting to go see the show. It was nice.

Well, yeah. That was my week.  And this is probably the best of his art there. Really weird stuff, I'm tellin ya!