I can't get the fiddle to make noise!! (I got the violin in the mail today) I must be totally retarded or something. Everyone at work today kept telling me to play something, but all I could do was laugh and say "heh, ohhh". Also, I have been realizing more and more lately how weird people think I am. My mom told me that my uncle said he would like to spend a day in my world because it must be similar to some sort of acid trip. At first I laughed but then I realized that, hey, everyone thinks I'm weird. That kind of sucks. I mean, one one hand it make it's difficult to feel like I can even relate to anyone I know or don't know for that matter, or if I am the only one who thinks they type of thoughts I think and feels the type of feelings I feel. It's sort of an isolation-type feeling. But on the other hand it's exciting to know that I, for some reason, cause people to pause and think about things that they would normally never think to think about :)
Now, I am going to go take a picture of my refrigerator. The inside and the outside. You can learn a lot about a person from the looks and contents of their refrigerator.
Musings of a idealistic, music-obsessed 8 year old trapped in a 25-year-old's body.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Whazam!
Guess what?
I ordered my first fiddle!!!
I got it from an online company, the instrument, the rosin, and a carrying case for the superb price of $32!
I have been thinking about this for a long time, and although I wanted to continue on my instrument learning journey with a dulcimer, I really, really want to learn how to play Four Winds and this is the perfect thing to get me going.
Love, love, love.
I ordered my first fiddle!!!
I got it from an online company, the instrument, the rosin, and a carrying case for the superb price of $32!
I have been thinking about this for a long time, and although I wanted to continue on my instrument learning journey with a dulcimer, I really, really want to learn how to play Four Winds and this is the perfect thing to get me going.
Love, love, love.
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