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jaalaIt turns out that if I had a) phoned from the physiotherapy clinic or b) phoned the professor's office about ten minutes earlier, he would have been there and would have waited a bit longer. (Gah!) As it is, he replied to my email this morning to say that he doesn't have time to meet with me, but will grade the assignment if I hand it in. I might have done better in a verbal presentation, but at least it's worth something. On the slight upside, I got to finish it a bit more completely; I labelled just about every chord, every passing tone, every appogiatura, and every goshdarned neighbour note on those 13 pages of piano & flute music.
I handed it in with a note from my doctor about my sleep disorder tendencies and related stuff and an apologetic cover letter, in an effort to convince him that I do in fact "give a damn" about the class. It probably won't help my mark, might not even help Dr. E's opinion of me, but at least it feels like I've cleared the air a bit.
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My jury on Saturday went so-so. For a variety of reasons, I made it to the conservatory on time but only a little bit early, so I didn't get to warm up properly. When I practice, I stretch and warm up for at least half an hour. Aside from sore muscles and stiffness and the obvious consequences, it went okay. I played for a good five minutes before I started to get nervous and shaking set in, so that was nice. My hands went too stiff to play all the noodly bits in the Romantic piece--no huge surprise there.
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And now, adding another note while I wait for the server to become available. I saw Chicago (the movie) as a Friday Toonie Movie (shown at midnight for $2). I figured (almost certainly correctly) that I'd be too full of nerves to sleep before 2am anyway. I enjoyed it. It was a lot of fun for a Canadian film and television buff like me, because I could spot the Toronto actors. (Colm Feore! Yay!) I was disappointed we didn't get to see (and hear!) more of Catherine Zeta-Jones. I wasn't sure whether to find Richard Gere's numbers amusing or painful. Renee Zellweger is too skinny and her pouting was a tad comical, but she managed pretty well.
I handed it in with a note from my doctor about my sleep disorder tendencies and related stuff and an apologetic cover letter, in an effort to convince him that I do in fact "give a damn" about the class. It probably won't help my mark, might not even help Dr. E's opinion of me, but at least it feels like I've cleared the air a bit.
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My jury on Saturday went so-so. For a variety of reasons, I made it to the conservatory on time but only a little bit early, so I didn't get to warm up properly. When I practice, I stretch and warm up for at least half an hour. Aside from sore muscles and stiffness and the obvious consequences, it went okay. I played for a good five minutes before I started to get nervous and shaking set in, so that was nice. My hands went too stiff to play all the noodly bits in the Romantic piece--no huge surprise there.
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And now, adding another note while I wait for the server to become available. I saw Chicago (the movie) as a Friday Toonie Movie (shown at midnight for $2). I figured (almost certainly correctly) that I'd be too full of nerves to sleep before 2am anyway. I enjoyed it. It was a lot of fun for a Canadian film and television buff like me, because I could spot the Toronto actors. (Colm Feore! Yay!) I was disappointed we didn't get to see (and hear!) more of Catherine Zeta-Jones. I wasn't sure whether to find Richard Gere's numbers amusing or painful. Renee Zellweger is too skinny and her pouting was a tad comical, but she managed pretty well.
