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Rarlos
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Birthday: 9/14/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: Music, words, attractive males, monacles, cuddly things, life, beauty, creation.
Expertise: Falling in love too easily, crying, running into things (walls, doorframes, etc.), being a Romantic, feeling lots of things and knowing very few things.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
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AIM:  LovolyMulan
Member Since:
7/17/2003
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| This xanga account is pretty much defunct. Who uses Xanga anymore, anyway? It's all about the Facebook, the MySpace.
I'm now blogging at
http://melodiousmutt.blogspot.com/
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| So, I've played my cello for 11.5 hours today. Yes, ELEVEN AND A HALF. No wonder my body hurts.
11--Quintet Rehearsal
12--practice for Chamber
1-3--Chamber
3--practice for lesson
4--lesson
5-7--break (I ate dinner, got the Pit Treats ready, and took a 20 minute nap)
7:30-10:30--Die Fledermaus
11-1:30am--recording session
Um, I think that's 11.5 anyway. My brain shut down sometime during the second or third act of the opera.
The recording session was especially exciting because we were all so
loopy from exhaustion. I bet the recording guys were VERY excited
to work with us. Well, we each made $25 out of the deal, plus
earned two tracks on a charity CD.
Anybody know a good masseuse?
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| I thought you might all be interested to know what's in my meager DVD library.
I'm probably wrong, but nevertheless:
10 Things I Hate About You
Babe
The Beatles Unauthorized Documentary
Bernard Greenhouse at Wigmore Hall
Chicken Run
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
Dead Poets' Society
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
King of the Hill Season 1
Monsters, Inc.
The Muppets Take Manhattan
The Princess Diaries
The Simpsons Season 1
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Season 1
Together (Chinese film)
Turbo Jam: 5 Rockin' Workouts
Wit
Mahler Symphony No. 2: Resurrection
I think that pretty well sums me up, actually. Lighthearted,
serious, intellectual, satirical, juvenile, depressing, cute . . .
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| Dear Alison and Jeanette,
So, I felt pretty well-rounded this weekend. Friday evening I
went to a cello recital wherein I heard Schubert, Prokofiev, and
Handel. After that, I played in a cello ensemble: Metallica's
"Unforgiven" as arranged by Apocalyptica, jammed out to the sweet
sounds of the Dixieland band's "When the Saints Go Marchin' In"
(falling in love with Chris Wilson), and then promptly picked up my Die
Fledermaus part and played that. After the concert, we went to
Nate-dawgg's house, listening to James Brown, Maceo Parker, and various
Brazilian music. Saturday, I listened to Bjork in my room,
changed to Brahms while I worked on the RS lesson, went to go practice
my Debussy, Mendelssohn, and Popper, and then went to the break dance
event where I saw some other "poppers." And I loved every second
of all of it. I love myself.
Why is it that girls always fall for the same guy? Being that I
don't really have any crushes right now (amazing, I know), I've taken
to finding out about everyone else's interests. Every girl but
one that I've talked to about it has a crush on the same guy in
orchestra. Frankly, I don't find him all that impressive, but he
does talk to a lot of girls all the time--he must be a charmer, because
they all seem to think that he's the greatest thing since sliced
bread. I find it depressing. There will be way too many
broken hearts on this one, especially since they probably all think
that he's interested (at least in part), but as for me, I don't really
see any strong interests on his part. He's just a ladies' man is
all. Sigh. I feel almost obligated to tell them all, "Don't
bother with him! He's not good enough for you!" but I know that
they wouldn't listen or even want to listen.
We girls are so easily swayed by a charming smile and a friendly
gesture. I wonder if guys know how much power they have over our
emotions.
In conclusion, I love you.
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| Dear Jeanette,
Well, today (I don't have class until Masterclass at 5 on Tuesdays) has
thus far been a productive one: homework, laundry, attacking the dishes
that were taking over our house (see photo), and setting up my new
printer! Yay! After having updating the OS on my computer,
my old printer was just not up to par. And so, last week I was
madly trying to print a stupid 2 page assignment ten minutes before my
class started only to discover I only had nine cents on my signature
card. I hope Dr. Howard didn't mind the 9 point font . . . but
anyway, we don't have to play that game anymore.
I'm enjoying hearing the saxophone stylings of all my favorite show
tunes coming from somewhere nearby, Alpine perhaps? I don't know
who this person is, but I'm always tempted to bring Gus, follow the
sound, and request a jam session. Right now, I'm listening to
"Part of That (Their? I forget) World" from the Little Mermaid.
Well, I love you. Thanks for committing certain deeds with me on
Saturday night. I have it on good authority that the Sept. 3rd
transaction was especially appreciated, as one of the parties involved
(the jazz musician) had recently experienced a tough breakup.
You're pretty,
Rachel
p.s. If you're not Jeanette and you're reading this, leave me some comments!! Sheesh.
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