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The second coming of the Pitbull : ) the joys of my imagination and my life, or lack thereof (ex. friend:"can u go to the concert of ur favorite band in the entire world with me?" me: "i would, but i have mcyc/madrigals/piano/ voice/flute/concerto rehearsal/ tutoring/italy choir/mocktrial") ....oh the humanity

Saturday, May 28, 2005

i forgot to mention: yesterday when i went to pick up my yearbook i ran into mr. frezzo. he pulled me aside and basically apoligized saying that he "knew he hadn't served my voice well" and that despite the fact that i am very musical and have a beautiful instrument his teaching and the small ensemble just didn't do my voice justice. he wished me luck to find a good voice teacher in college who can help my voice grow. i was kind of taken aback. not that it wasn't true, just, i never would have expected him to say something like that to me. almost like when i went to get my IB cord for graduation and mr. thomas shook my hand and said "congratulations, you really deserve it" something about these statements just surprise me, especially considering i don't feel like i'm graduating, and i don't expect my teachers to have any final parting statements like that for me...it was just strange. unlike alot of my friends (excluding alanna) i'm going to miss high school, i'm not a big fan of change. at least i know i won't be disappointed. <3

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