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• Made it to state solo and ensemble for viola
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Thursday, March 8, 2007

And life is good again.. besides the fact both Leah and I are ready to strangle Ms. Graf. She doesn't even know how to teach, and she never works with any of us except for the first violins. Seconds (the ones who need help most) she never pays any attention to until about the day before our performance, at which time she yells at them. As for us outcasts.. I mean.. violas.. she just ignores us. She's even ignoring Leah now. So Leah and I sit there plucking our strings lightly practicing our parts. What's really annoying though is.. hmm.. okay. We'll be playing along and all. Then at about measure 40, the seconds will stumble and mess everyone up. Instead of drilling measures 38-42, where we're actually having the problems, she'll start us at measure 20. FREAKING MEASURE TWENTY. OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN, not even FIXING the problem because she's not even taking the FREAKING time to listen to where we have trouble. So. We played from measure 20 about eight times - for the violas, most of this is rests anyway - and finally Leah and I got so angry we just sat there trying not to yell at her. Grrr.
BUT, other than that.. my day was good :)
Only for those 55 little minutes did we suffer.
I'm so happy though. My lowest grade in any class now is a 98%!!! My highest is a 131. I'm really estatic about that.
Yup, so, I guess I'll be going.
Laters
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