I may be losing my ability to come up with veritable French words, conjugate them and their complements indirects correctly, and utter sense-making sentences. Even in English, though, actually, so I'm more worried that the language center in my brain is acting up again, and not that I'm losing all of my education. But who knows, really, with me. Not me, that's for sure.
On a brighter, positive, and positively harmonic note, I am done my Grade 10 piano. For those of you who do not understand the utter relief and overall ecstatic gaiety that is now me and my non-piano-practicing state, I do not pity you. Pity instead those who have known and seen me in this state. It's not pretty. Hopefully by the time I see my dear departed boyfriend again, I will have regained a little composure (to be, of course, lost again at the sight of him after a whole month of his untimely absence.) Seriously, I also pity the people around when we see each other again. You may get knocked over by all our...friendly....handshaking.
But this does mean I get to go to Hawaii on Thursday. The whole piano-done-life's-purpose-complete thing. It grants me a ticket there, and hopefully not one back. Maybe I can trade my return ticket for a few one-way kayaks for my dear friends, one of whom almost died today. Who knew, cashews were in rice pudding. I figure the least I can do is buy her a kayak and a paddle in which to propel herself towards paradise on earth.
So far, this summer hasn't been that great. There's not been much to say for it, really, except the few good moments in between all the exhausting, boring, cold, and lonely bits. But I will say one thing for summer 2010; my friends have delivered me, we will say, without really knowing the exact meaning of this phrase but figuring it fits what I think it's supposed to mean. Meh. Here are some souvenirs of our recent exploits, where we terrorized the wildlife of what used to be a peaceful city park in our dear home city of Calgary.
And you know, a general suggestion to our dear friend Allison to upload the rest of them with haste.
It would make my day....
Although I only made it to Grade 8 piano, I certainly understand your "overall relief and ecstatic gaiety" as I've experienced it myself after each piano exam... You are done, congratulations on all your hard work! Enjoy your well-deserved holiday and give my love to your family.
ReplyDeleteThanks Devon! Grade 8 was still a stressful year though, I remember that one. We're off to Hawaii now, so 3 cheers!
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