Fees

jon laa wrote on February 25th, 2009, 8:23 pm

My dad decided to take the opportunity to ask how much were my music fees in total. Of which I took a long time to count, it’s difficult to get your brains working after spending a whole day looking at scores, and ended up not telling him. That, in my opinion, isn’t entirely a bad thing.

The opportunity came because he ferried me home from the bus stop, it was drizzling and I had my violin with me.

But as I continue to do my mathematics, I realise I can’t sustain myself any longer.

Dropped by esplanade, spent far too much time looking at scores instead of grabbing just what I wanted, and ended up being too tired to do more than one theory question. I figured I will work on it again tomorrow or on friday, I will. There wasn’t stock for shoulder rests, didn’t know they are that popular. Then checked out the prices of replacing the sound post, bridge and the cost of re-hairing a bow. Decided against everything for now.

Now that the theory examination is drawing near, I realise there’s so much I do not know to warren myself a distinction. And at the same time, I realise there’s so much more I’d rather know than what is in the syllabus. Like how the teacher lamented about examinations, I see myself lamenting. Either way, I am equipped with my theory workbook and it should give me enough practices for a merit. Le sigh.

Moving on from all that, I borrowed two violin studies from the library. They were easy and good for me to warm my fingers up. It’s not that schradieck is not good but to play the first exercise at the tempo desirable means I am not given the luxury of time to listen as slowly as I will like to. And so the two violin studies are somewhat useful. I am looking at key signatures at a different light and being kept alert to figure where should my fingers be hitting.

I just played beetle-ball with bailey with a DVD-bat. The ball was obviously a beetle, and all I had to do was to hit the ball with a DVD-bat in the direction of bailey and she scores by killing the beetle. It’s a simple game. No, she doesn’t gobble it up.

Bailey is slow today, I had to play a second game. Le sigh.