- Me: [drinking water I bought at Yale] This water from Yale is disgusting!
- Dad: That's my boy!
Harvard @ 1 pm
Home @ 8 pm
Met/conversed with 2 Nobel Prize winners in between
Pursuit of YAG begins today.
I have been in Oakland since Friday, paging and performing for the 2011 MTAC Convention. Since then, I have learned/become aware of three things…
1. Festival/Theme Recitals SUCK SO MUCH THAT THEY SHOULD BE RENAMED TO REBECCA BLACK RECITALS. srsly. After listening to 11 of them for the past few days, my respect for “the select 4.4% of the 25000 young pianists in Cali”/ “the best of the best”/ “musicians who have worked so hard to meet the criteria in order to participate in this prestigious event” has hit rock bottom. The first person goes up and either screws up or butchers the piece. Then the second person does the exact same thing. Then the third, then the fourth, until the whole thing is over. One of these recitals is already very difficult to tolerate, and just imagine listening to four in a row every shift. Even though paging for these events=free hours, it is also the equivalent of hearing a concert starring
Rebecca Black Danny Valentine.
2. Burger King tastes like sh-t. That $1.04 Original Chicken Sandwich sale sign should have been a premonition of the crap quality. It almost made me become a bulimic. Damn. Even homeless people in Oakland have their standards, BK.
3. A whole lot of people seem to know me…I would be either walking around or doing my paging duty, when all of sudden, some strangers would come up to me and say, “Hey, I recognize you from USOMC from six years ago. You’re that kid who played the Mozart Fantasy and that Chopin Mazurka. You did a really great job in the Panel Recital.” I would be like
That happened to me three times.
Oh well, now that it’s over, I can finally stop wearing these crazy uncomfortable clothes and at least I got around 30 hours sitting around doing nothing.
Bored out of my mind here in Oakland…