Hooray for conning the substitute teacher! Thanks to my awesome piano player, the two of us managed to escape a whopping eight pages of scales. We got to spend a quality hour and a half all alone, rehearsing my solo. :)
Its alias (according to him): "our song." EEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! Okay fine, maybe he said "our piece." But still! It is an OUR, and not a MY. Well, "your," from his point of view.
We have a song. :)
He played the Mendelssohn Concerto for me. My FAVORITE part, of course. The slow section where it gets all major-ish and pretty. You know, I'd rather have that be our song. It takes a lot of the pressure off of me. Plus, he's just so good at it. *sigh* He is making getting over him really hard. Why does he have to do that???
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