Sunday, July 09, 2006 procrastinating #x.Sometimes, I wish there's a dream job out there, where someone will pay me good money to practise piano for 5 hours daily, watch concerts for free, and devour opera scores the same way I gorge on chocolate (I'm thinking of Mozart's Le Nozze di Figaro). And in return, all I have to do is to profess my profuse love for music without writing 5000words on it. Just 200words will be enough. And maybe just one dissertation a year. Yes, I think I can handle one a year. It sounds like the job of a reviewer, doesn't it? As Dominic and Yang'en will testify, I think I'm bitchy enough to be one. Now to convince MOE that I'd be an excellent critic. If not, I suppose I can fall back on trying to convince them that I'd make a fantabulous teacher only at the undergraduate level. This way, I don't have to aurally witness students attempting to produce those screeching pitches from the blasted recorder. It's a bit too painful on the ears. World Cup finals today - who're you betting on? Of course, there's the animosity between the English and the French, but I'm supporting Italy not because of that, and not because I think they will win, but for the most superficial of reasons - because I like Italian opera! So anything Italian goes. Come on, Italy. she procrastinated @ 15:40 | |
blueprint I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator. fresh monodies birthday photos part 2, and 800quid. previous rants August 2004 treatises on life arty jen frivolous pursuits for shallow ppl mulling over "One is wicked, because one see things clearly." - Beaumarchais's Le nozze di Figaro.And there were phlegmatic souls.
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