Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Butterflies all having fun, you know what I mean.

I feel good about today :) I had pancakes for breakfast (trying Anugs's recipe) and failed very well at flipping my pancakes - not one of them came out right! I don't like his pancakes as much as mine - they're too bland cos I grew up with pancakes with butter in them. If you're curious, it's 300mL milk to 2 eggs to 1 cup of self raising flour. Let it rest for minimum an hour - a day is better. But anyhow, so I went to my bassoon lesson which went really well :) I sightread the bassoon excerpts for Prokofiev's Classical Symphony which I heard the SSO do last Thursday so that was nice. Alison was really pleased with my playing, which makes me happy. Did some extra practise this week, that's why! I should keep it up, makes me happy. Also, my air useage is getting better. She didn't rat on about me breathing more than I need today which was also good. Been working on it. Also, I can get further through my warmup book that I could before so YAY! We worked on everything but the Mozart today, which was nice but I need to do some more work on the Mozart as it's my yearly piece, heh.

After that, I bought a zipper for Fiona's dress, finally. I'll work on it tomorrow or the next day. Might be riding with Jeansie tomorrow! Yay! I walked for 35-40 minutes across the city which was lovely to the State Library which was JUMPING. SERIOUSLY. WOW. Anyhow, I got 2 and a half exercises of maths done which is good, so now I'm only two and a half exercises behind (plus two or three other exercises from other chapters that I've missed), hooray! I had a chicken sammich for lunch which was deeleesh and I got a coffee halfway through. The only time I'm caffeining it up anymore is at libraries. Woo! I'm proud of being so productive :) And a lovely scottish sounding man was packing up his stuff as I went and asked if I could use the table and he was nice and then an older english man came and read the paper sitting on the other chair and then a middle aged lady who had just been to Dymocks came and sat and read about learning Spanish (I think, I didn't have my glasses on) in the chair. It was very nice and the english man kept an eye on my stuff while I went to the loo and got some coffee. :)

Coming home was nice too, read my book on the train and I felt like I looked really nice today. Symphony in blue! :) If I ever run a fashion blog, if I do what I was wearing today I will name to post that. ^_^ Um, so yeah! This evening I did the zip for Fiona's dress and the facings around the neck - the armholes are pinned but I'll wait until tomorrow to do them because otherwise I'm worried I'll screw them up.

Tonight I also discovered an amazing jazz pianist - Taylor Eigsti. Check him out (youtube is a good shot), he's awesome! Listening through his trio's album 'Taylor's Dream' and it is ahhhmayyyyzing.

Monday, July 2, 2012

The future's coming quickly, so please don't be scared.

Today I sewed and listened to a lot of music and cleaned and yeah.
Got up and had a shower and stuff which was nice and then I settled down with an ironing board, overlocker and a sewing machine to work on the dress I'm making for my friend Fiona. I have to have it done by the 6th, so in 4 days! I overlocked everything I needed to and sewed the front panels together and the back panels together. I put interfacing on the facings and overlocked them too, and I now need a zip to keep going so I'll go to Tessuti's sometime on Wednesday.

The weather has been lovely today. I had the back door wide open for most of the day and my window is still open from the morning. It's been sunny and crisply cold, something that I absolutely adore and loved about Europe last year!

After sewing I CLEANED UP! (major achievement right there) and then emptied the dishwasher, filled it up with dirty dishes, wiped down the kitchen bench, cleaned our very messy stove with warm water and bicarb and then migrated to my room and cleared up the floor and everything so it's lovely again :) I just have to get rid of a pile of books on the floor and then if I clear my chest of drawers (again) and my windowsill, my room will be entirely spick and span! Awesome sauce'm! I think I shall now do that pile of books and have a shot at some bassoon practise :)

List of music I have listened to today:

  • Chameleon Circuit - Chameleon Circuit
  • Lunatics on Pogosticks EP - Lunatics on Pogosticks
  • 2012 (single) - Barnacle Jane and the Cliffhanger
  • Soon Enough, We'll Be Gone (2012 EP) - Oscar Lush
  • Amusing - Chris Rice
  • Dark Side of the Moon - Pink Floyd

Sunday, July 1, 2012

I try to capture every minute

I wrote this last Thursday and then didn't publish it because the internet hated on me. So have fun reading it now!

SHAMELESSLY LISTENING TO ABBA LIKE YEAH. Today was good! I am totally hammered (still) after only five or so hours sleep last night due to being bummed out about some things, but today was good.

Stage band in the morning was nice, Hammy came up to me and said "You look incredibly tired, you okay?" to which I explained that I was hammered due to very little sleep cos I was upset last night and she said "I'm so tired too! I didn't sleep a wink last night!" which we had a laugh about, gently. Stage band sounded good, I'm getting used to this mouthpiece (I changed onto a 4G instead of a 1.5G like normal to help with the direction of my air etc.) which is good, and I made the bari player put her fingers in her ears, now all I need to do is get her to get some earplugs! Not that I can see her bothering...

I had a maths assessment which went pretty well at first then went sharply down hill (couldn't answer ANY of Question seven arrghhh!) and I spent parts of it wanting to cry but I ended up being okay. I ran to recess afterwards and cried on Amimi's shoulder and felt a bit better then. Oh dear, I just realised I didn't sign in from missing roll call. Heh. I'll do that tomorrow or something.

Ancient was good, extension english I wrong my ancient proposal yay! The eisteddfod was good - we got all Golds woo but yeah I think we played alright. I dislike that stage, you lose everyone else and it was lonely without Fish. :( COME BACK FROM GERMANY, SILLY BILLY! XD

Went to MTM afterwards, that was fabulous. The playing was spectacular (as usual) but sitting low in the stalls always sucks balls. All strings, no wind and brass or percussion. CRAP. Although I do like strings, I also like being able to watch everyone and HEAAAR everyone. Meant the piano concerto was fantastic in some respects though. :) Was nice seeing Duncan Spry on tubba. I went and sat in Box Z in the second half in an empty seat I spotted in the first half and man, the sound improved heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps! I could hear everything like I should although I lost the didgeridoo at times, partly cos I naturally didn't listen for it >_< The eucalyptus leaves were a good touch - difficult in different countries I daresay because of customs! I really enjoyed the Prokofiev, yay! Saw the twins too, and Betty and I think I spotted Josh in the stalls too.

I'm home and although I've already played at least 2.5 hours of Pokemon today (waiting for MTM), I'm playing more now that (woo!) I've finished off that damn Miltank.

I've been keeping my room nice and clean which feels good, and I've been trying to be nicer and more tolerant about Mum and that's been difficult but kinda okay. Yeah. Glad that it's the last day of the term tomorrow!

Oh, and Jonesy complimented me on my tweed jacket which was lovely and Reese tried it on as he always wants to steal it but it didn't fit him, as I thought so yay! I also talked to a lovely old lady before MTM while waiting for the cloaking room and that was really great, it was so interesting! She has a nephew in year 1 who is like my brother was, and her daughter got a crazy brain infection and so she can't play trumpet any more which is very sad, but she had a lot of funny stories to tell about them. She also told me about her brother who was an airplane pilot and mechanic and went out into PNG and found crashed planes after WWII and got tribesmen to take them to an area able to be turned into an airfield and then he would put them back together... using the tar paper used in roofing. Crazy! And apparently because of the territorial nature of the Papua New Guineans, he'd get them to take the pieces to a border, then they would 'vamoose' as she said and he'd get the next tribe to keep taking the pieces of aircraft places. Once he had fixed the planes, he would fly them back to civilisation. Wow! That's amazing. Apparently he also found Japanese soldiers who didn't know that the war was over - something that seems really very surreal and kinda cliched and spooky. Wow. I've found some interesting articles about that sort of thing, I'll link you here.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/4585287.stm
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-16681636

Other than that, it was nice. I met a lovely couple in box Z (I accidentally sat one row forward of the empty seat and took one of their seats) and talked about wind and how the sound changes in the concert hall and the view and suchlike. They were lovely, I talked to the bloke mainly and after the digeridu piece, he turned around and said "I hope/bet you enjoyed the better wind sound!" - something like that. Yay! :D They were behind me on the escalator up to the platform at Circular Quay and I had my bass trombone and bassoon and they asked if it was my bassoon and I said "No, that's my bass trombone and this is my bassoon!", it was rather funny, heh.


I also saw an older lady with her children on the train home and she smiled at me heaps which was lovely. I love that :) She was lovely.

I can't remember what else I was going to say because I stopped typing then on Thursday because my internet decided to hate me and I was tired. It was a lovely lovely day although I got in trouble for moving to the box without telling a teacher on Friday, oops.

It's all we've got

On Friday, we said farewell to one of the greatest men I have ever known. One of the most caring, down to earth blokes you will ever meet. Gary was an amazing listener, he could listen to you for hours. He made everyone feel special. Everyone. He was friends with everyone he met. As his brother said "In Gary's world, there were no strangers. Only friends he hadn't met.". There isn't a truer statement. His friend said, "In a person's lifetime it's estimated they touch 50,000 lived. Gary probably touched close to 500,000 lives.". Gary was amazing, he remains amazing, sitting there in our hearts. I can just visualise him sitting in our hearts, his feet hanging over the edge.
I have never seen our church so full. All the pews were filled, with chairs in the aisles and all extra spaces. We had a screen outside the church showing the inside and people sitting outside. It's estimated 450-480 odd were at the service.
It was a truly great funeral. Gary would have loved it. It's just the sort of thing he would like as a send off. As the service progressed, I could feel myself healing. I love Gary. And I miss him, I'll keep missing him. But I haven't said goodbye. Just 'cya'. Cos I will see him, up in heaven. There'll be a huge table with food and beer and we'll all sit round it and talk and I'll get a hug and he'll call me the names darling and gorgeous he always called me. It's only goodbye for now.
Gary died on Monday the 25/06/2012 from an infection after fighting four bouts of cancer since 2005 and leukemia since July last year. He was the most devoted grandfather to his gorgeous granddaughter, Milana. I have never seen a prouder man. He loved his family, would always talk about them. Always said his brother chopped off the top of his finger when really he accidentally got it in the mower which his brother was holding. He was a laugh, was Gary. Gorgeous, gorgeous man. I love him.
Gary's favourite dress of mine was my yellow dress that Mum and I made, with the Peter Pan collar. Whenever I wear it, I think of him. Whenever I wore it to church he'd say "You're in my favourite dress again!", it made me feel so good. And here I am, sitting here typing with tears streaming down my face. I'm not going to forget Gary. Robyn from church told me I mustn't, and I know I won't.
Gary was brave, till the end. On the day he died, he told his lovely wife "I'm going today". When our rector went and saw him the Saturday before he died and did all the last rights, Gary asked after me. I feel so special and privileged that I was in his thoughts, right until the end. I miss him, so much. So much. It's still hard to accept that he is gone. We had a candle in church at the funeral and today, with his name tag and a Wests Tigers jumper of his hanging off the stand where he used to sit. I lit it and blew it out today. I'm glad it was me. I miss him. Beautiful, beautiful man. A tease too. :) When he found out about Frankie, he said something along the lines of "Aww, you're letting that young 'un teach you? I thought I was going to teach you the birds and the bees!" the silly billy. :P
Gary loved his West Tigers. Their team is going to remind me of him, just like it reminds me of Carmen at church as well.
I miss Gary. I love Gary. And I look forward to seeing him again in heaven.