School starts for me in SIX DAYS!!
AGHGHGGHGHGHGGH!
What happened to my summer?
What happened???????????????????????????????????
(I am NOT ready OR happy for this, if you can't tell.)
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
DUBAI (Reuters) - A one-legged Emirati father of 78 is lining up his next two wives in a bid to reach his target of 100 children by 2015, Emirates Today reported on Monday.
Daad Mohammed Murad Abdul Rahman, 60, has already had 15 brides although he has to divorce them as he goes along to remain within the legal limit of four wives at a time.
"In 2015 I will be 68 years old and will have 100 children," the local tabloid quoted Abdul Rahman as saying.
"After that I will stop marrying. I have to have at least three more marriages to hit the century."
The United Arab Emirates newspaper splashed its front page with a picture of Abdul Rahman surrounded by his children, the eldest of whom is 36 years old and the youngest of whom is 20 days old. Two of his current three wives are also pregnant.
Abdul Rahman said his large family lived in 15 houses. He supports them with his military pension and the help of the government of Ajman, one of seven emirates that comprise the UAE, which includes the Gulf trade and tourism hub of Dubai.
Islam allows men to marry up to four women at a time, though most marry only one. The UAE is a Muslim country but is home to migrants from around the world.
Daad Mohammed Murad Abdul Rahman, 60, has already had 15 brides although he has to divorce them as he goes along to remain within the legal limit of four wives at a time.
"In 2015 I will be 68 years old and will have 100 children," the local tabloid quoted Abdul Rahman as saying.
"After that I will stop marrying. I have to have at least three more marriages to hit the century."
The United Arab Emirates newspaper splashed its front page with a picture of Abdul Rahman surrounded by his children, the eldest of whom is 36 years old and the youngest of whom is 20 days old. Two of his current three wives are also pregnant.
Abdul Rahman said his large family lived in 15 houses. He supports them with his military pension and the help of the government of Ajman, one of seven emirates that comprise the UAE, which includes the Gulf trade and tourism hub of Dubai.
Islam allows men to marry up to four women at a time, though most marry only one. The UAE is a Muslim country but is home to migrants from around the world.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Not Much To Say
Except:
Yesterday, I ran into John Williams. I was backstage at Ozawa, and literally almost mowed him down. Then I realized who it was, and did this awkward giggle thing. Good lord.
Tonight the BSO are doing Bluebeard's Castle (remember that from 20th cent. history?) and Brahms 1. I heart Brahms 1.
We (David and I) are having dinner tonight with the Messingers (I asked to bring him, told them he was from Eastman, and of course they were estatic), my lovely sponsors for the past two summers who bought the building with Javas in it so the Eastman Community Music School could have a building and actual Eastman students wouldn't have to fight them for the Annex 7th floor rooms on Saturday morning. Very nice gift.
I love Beethoven 9.
And I love all of you!
Yesterday, I ran into John Williams. I was backstage at Ozawa, and literally almost mowed him down. Then I realized who it was, and did this awkward giggle thing. Good lord.
Tonight the BSO are doing Bluebeard's Castle (remember that from 20th cent. history?) and Brahms 1. I heart Brahms 1.
We (David and I) are having dinner tonight with the Messingers (I asked to bring him, told them he was from Eastman, and of course they were estatic), my lovely sponsors for the past two summers who bought the building with Javas in it so the Eastman Community Music School could have a building and actual Eastman students wouldn't have to fight them for the Annex 7th floor rooms on Saturday morning. Very nice gift.
I love Beethoven 9.
And I love all of you!
Monday, August 13, 2007
Gavid Derstein
I am in the computer lab.
The amazing and talented David Gerstein is also here.
And would like me to post a blog entry about himself.
So here it is.
I am at Tanglewood, and David picked me up yesterday.
Today we had rehearsal, and David took me to it.
Just now, David and I drove to Target.
David broke ANOThER pair of sunglasses yesterday while fleeing from a bee at high speed.
I think David is waiting for me to finish theis computer thing so we can go do something else instead.
Ok. Goodbye.
(PS - Things are well here. I have my own room, which is wonderful, and the weather has been perfect. And we're doing Beethoven 9.)
The amazing and talented David Gerstein is also here.
And would like me to post a blog entry about himself.
So here it is.
I am at Tanglewood, and David picked me up yesterday.
Today we had rehearsal, and David took me to it.
Just now, David and I drove to Target.
David broke ANOThER pair of sunglasses yesterday while fleeing from a bee at high speed.
I think David is waiting for me to finish theis computer thing so we can go do something else instead.
Ok. Goodbye.
(PS - Things are well here. I have my own room, which is wonderful, and the weather has been perfect. And we're doing Beethoven 9.)
Sunday, August 05, 2007
A more full update.
Thankfully, today was MUCH cooler in Boston than it has been for the past couple days. It has been terrible here - I miss Vermont and its clean, sweetsmelling air and lovely breezes and gorgeous mountains very much. The Vivaldi on Thursday went very very well, and I wore my senior recital outfit - but - and don't be disappointed - wore a black tank top UNDERNEATH the scandalous top. I figure I was lucky enough for nothing to pop out the first time - will never wear it to perform without something underneath ever again. It still looked quite nice, if I do say so myself. That is still my favorite outfit of all time.
I can't believe its August already. Where did the summer go? It seems like only yesterday I was all excited about all the free time I'd have, all the time off to REALLY practice well, the trip to Phoenix and Milwaukee, and the studio class Heidi and I were going to have with some other BU people here for the summer to make sure we really practiced. I probably don't have to tell you that the grand proportion practicing and studio class never happened. I did practice, and have basically figured out the Brahms concerto, but not nearly the way I wanted to, nor did I have one lesson with Peter in June. He's been gone since then, so I'll probably see him a week before school starts, the first time since mid-May.
This past weekend has been depressing. Friday I got home from Vermont and basically just felt pretty down about a lot of things, prompted by the fact that my first boyfriend ever, Tim, got married on Friday. He had asked me LAST July to play for it, and I never called him officially to tell him no OR responded to the invitation (which honestly I feel bad about, but it would have just been weird to be there - boyfriend #2 of mine was the best man). I just looked through some photos on facebook, and it looked like a very nice wedding. I'm not quite sure why I'm depressed about it - we broke up before my junior year of high school, so long ago, and we would have never worked, although we did become very good friends while I was still in high school and at Eastman - I saw him every time I went home, and always had a good time. I am, though, very happy for him - his wife, Staci, is beautiful and sweet (met her at Mayfair - can't ever enter that mall without seeing ONE person from Wisco).
However, the MORE depressing thing about this weekend was the gig I played for yesterday. It was TWO HOURS AWAY - we were a half hour away from TMC - and outdoors. The sun was in my eyes the whole time we played, and twice my music blew over even though I had about 5 clips on it - thats how hard the wind was blowing. Then we played the cocktail hour in a tent that must have been set up right over a large mosquito birthing area, because I now have (and I counted) 9 bites below my ankles (one on my left pinky-toe), 2 on my right arm, 1 on my left, and 1 on my neck that when I scratch looks like a hicky. Lovely. The cellist was awful and kept getting lost through Haydn flute trios. (sigh) Sometimes I feel like a music whore - will do ANYTHING for a check. That is NOT a good thing.
Third depressing thing this weekend - getting hit on at the cafe at the train stop corner yesterday morning. The first time this particular person tried was in May - his son-in-law is a rapper and this guy wants me to teach him music theory and play for some of his songs. I am too happy to announce to the world that I am a violinist - I am so proud of it, but then this kind of thing happens. BOOOOO.
However, my weekend is looking up - I just stopped at Blockbuster on my way home, picked up a movie, and took it to the counter. The worker there informs me that its not on their inventory for some reason, so I get it for free, and have to bring it back on Thursday. Hooray! The movie gods are in my favor. Also, Heidi came by this morning and dropped off a huge fan for the next Boston heat wave, as well as a VERY nice coffee maker. Whoo-hoo!
Time for dinner.
Thankfully, today was MUCH cooler in Boston than it has been for the past couple days. It has been terrible here - I miss Vermont and its clean, sweetsmelling air and lovely breezes and gorgeous mountains very much. The Vivaldi on Thursday went very very well, and I wore my senior recital outfit - but - and don't be disappointed - wore a black tank top UNDERNEATH the scandalous top. I figure I was lucky enough for nothing to pop out the first time - will never wear it to perform without something underneath ever again. It still looked quite nice, if I do say so myself. That is still my favorite outfit of all time.
I can't believe its August already. Where did the summer go? It seems like only yesterday I was all excited about all the free time I'd have, all the time off to REALLY practice well, the trip to Phoenix and Milwaukee, and the studio class Heidi and I were going to have with some other BU people here for the summer to make sure we really practiced. I probably don't have to tell you that the grand proportion practicing and studio class never happened. I did practice, and have basically figured out the Brahms concerto, but not nearly the way I wanted to, nor did I have one lesson with Peter in June. He's been gone since then, so I'll probably see him a week before school starts, the first time since mid-May.
This past weekend has been depressing. Friday I got home from Vermont and basically just felt pretty down about a lot of things, prompted by the fact that my first boyfriend ever, Tim, got married on Friday. He had asked me LAST July to play for it, and I never called him officially to tell him no OR responded to the invitation (which honestly I feel bad about, but it would have just been weird to be there - boyfriend #2 of mine was the best man). I just looked through some photos on facebook, and it looked like a very nice wedding. I'm not quite sure why I'm depressed about it - we broke up before my junior year of high school, so long ago, and we would have never worked, although we did become very good friends while I was still in high school and at Eastman - I saw him every time I went home, and always had a good time. I am, though, very happy for him - his wife, Staci, is beautiful and sweet (met her at Mayfair - can't ever enter that mall without seeing ONE person from Wisco).
However, the MORE depressing thing about this weekend was the gig I played for yesterday. It was TWO HOURS AWAY - we were a half hour away from TMC - and outdoors. The sun was in my eyes the whole time we played, and twice my music blew over even though I had about 5 clips on it - thats how hard the wind was blowing. Then we played the cocktail hour in a tent that must have been set up right over a large mosquito birthing area, because I now have (and I counted) 9 bites below my ankles (one on my left pinky-toe), 2 on my right arm, 1 on my left, and 1 on my neck that when I scratch looks like a hicky. Lovely. The cellist was awful and kept getting lost through Haydn flute trios. (sigh) Sometimes I feel like a music whore - will do ANYTHING for a check. That is NOT a good thing.
Third depressing thing this weekend - getting hit on at the cafe at the train stop corner yesterday morning. The first time this particular person tried was in May - his son-in-law is a rapper and this guy wants me to teach him music theory and play for some of his songs. I am too happy to announce to the world that I am a violinist - I am so proud of it, but then this kind of thing happens. BOOOOO.
However, my weekend is looking up - I just stopped at Blockbuster on my way home, picked up a movie, and took it to the counter. The worker there informs me that its not on their inventory for some reason, so I get it for free, and have to bring it back on Thursday. Hooray! The movie gods are in my favor. Also, Heidi came by this morning and dropped off a huge fan for the next Boston heat wave, as well as a VERY nice coffee maker. Whoo-hoo!
Time for dinner.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
This is an update a long time in coming. It won't even be a full update, since I have rehearsal in a half hour.
I'm currently in Vermont, the second time in two weeks, to play Vivaldi 4 Violin Concerto at the Manchester Music Festival. The concert is tomorrow night, and I am soloist #4. I got here Monday, and have been treated wonderfully and graciously ever since. I love it up here - the people are wonderful, its nice to get away from the city, and it takes me away from my slightly more boring summer life. Last week I was here too to play for their orchestra concert. Next week though I will be back in Boston for good.
I can't believe August is already here. This month has two big changes - my niece Adelaide is turning 4 on the 6th, and my baby sister Hannah is turning the big 2-0 on the 12th. No more teenagers for the Braun family. Sad day.
There shall be more update soon. That is a promise.
I'm currently in Vermont, the second time in two weeks, to play Vivaldi 4 Violin Concerto at the Manchester Music Festival. The concert is tomorrow night, and I am soloist #4. I got here Monday, and have been treated wonderfully and graciously ever since. I love it up here - the people are wonderful, its nice to get away from the city, and it takes me away from my slightly more boring summer life. Last week I was here too to play for their orchestra concert. Next week though I will be back in Boston for good.
I can't believe August is already here. This month has two big changes - my niece Adelaide is turning 4 on the 6th, and my baby sister Hannah is turning the big 2-0 on the 12th. No more teenagers for the Braun family. Sad day.
There shall be more update soon. That is a promise.
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