He played the Saint-Saens concerto (it was beautiful, just like him) and it only lasted for, like, 20 minutes. Damnation! We sat in the front row. Next to me was an Asian UW student who struck up a conversation. He's an electrical engineering major, graduating this quarter, plays violin, knew Dr. Cobbs from All State. He seemed nice but we never exchanged names; that's the end of that. The orchestra also played a piece by Sibelius (Finnish, like Charlotte), a Profokiev (sp?) symphony, and a weird, modern Russian piece which was too odd to describe.
I got invited to join Phi Beta Kappa. It's $85, but I think it's a really good resume item, especially since my resume is very unpadded (not that I have a resume, but if I made one).
Also, I think I agreed to meet my professor tomorrow in a cafe in a bookstore on 65th. I hate talking to professors. Oh no! Oh no! And it would be OK in his office, but in a cafe there's the expectation of talking. Small talk. With an intimidating professor. I'm scared!! I'd like to tell him what few ideas I have for my paper, have him give me ideas, and then leave.
On Friday I'm going to go to the HUB and watch Liz play DDR. Actually, I think Liz is presuming I'm going to play but I'm not good with that stuff. "That stuff" meaning... physical activity, heh. I was thinking of joining Curves because surely it's better to be around insecure, "curvy" (read: fat) older women than fit younguns? At least I can feel slightly superior... slightly... Back to DDR, I hope S****** will come without R***. They are getting altogether too codependent. S****** should learn from Bridget Jones and pull back so that R*** will be able to stretch like a Martian rubber band. Actually I'm just being selfish; I miss Sinclaire.
The British election is tomorrow. My parents forgot to vote by mail.
Four weeks until Carnegie Hall! I told my friend from Israel class today; I had previously told her that I was really bad at violin. Now she thinks I'm (a) a liar for saying I was bad and (b) a really good violinist. Heh. "Carnegie Hall" does have a certain ring to it, I suppose, where "Tacoma Youth Symphony" does not.
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