Blogland Revisited!

Dear Scone,

I had to wake up earlier today than on usual Mondays. Not that bad (9:00 haha). The other 7 and I had to meet Maria (one of the head secretaries of the boss at Nakas) to go to the visa office. We are all staying here 10 days longer than is required in a visiting visa so we had to extend it. Maria took care of it though so I we all just had to sit there for an hour or so, waiting. I wrote, thought and did some hilmwork (homework). After that, I practiced the flute and piano piece that Zoe wrote for our Crossroads of Rhythm and Sound class. Our teacher (the guy who loves the movie "La Vita e Bella" or "Life is Beautiful" and who is always funny and hyper) suddenly got the idea on one class that he wanted to record all of our odd meter songs that we wrote for the class. My song is "Poor Stuttering Jones" in 7/8.

My piano lesson was cool. He taught me some more cool progressions. Each lesson is anything I want it to be. It just helps to come with questions or an idea of what I want him to show me. Most of the time I think of these questions on the spot haha. But it felt good to show him a song I just wrote "You Always Can Count on a Song" that had two things in it that he had shown me; in the bridge, I use chords that come from basically splitting the octave into three equal major thirds (Bb -> Gb -> D -> Bb) which sounds fantastic for the song, and I also used a phrygian 5 chord instead of a normal one. The notes from bottom to top are F (bass), Gb, Bb, C, Eb, F.

I always have time on Mondays between my piano lesson and Music History 2 class. So I walked towards Syntagma, talked to Ricky on the way (he was heading home) and he noticed I had a chocolate donut in my hand which he thought was funny cause he always sees me with different sweet things, then headed straight to "Public", the video game/book store place. I went to other floors for a little this time. I thought that I saw a sign for music books. The sign said, "Biblia Paithia" which I though might mean kid books but I thought, "Oh that means play cause kids play and that must translate to music playing" so I went up there to look for a Sondheim music book I wanted cause I want to sing "All I Ask of You" for my voice lesson. It reminds me of Luke too. He sang it last 4th of July when I was at Jaimie's family party. His voice sounded so incredible under Jaimie's while I played badminton with Althea and fireworks flew up from behind the hill and into the sky. That was a gooood moment. I hugged Luke after that and told him "thank you" for giving me such an amazing moment. Something like that. But anyway, I got up to the 4th floor and it was a children's floor. Just kid's toys and books.

So I went back down, searched around the bookstore for a while and then went down to the GAME ZONE! Best name ever. There's this escalator that goes through this black archway with that title written above it and mario is greeting you at the top along with some other characters, all lit up with bright, close to neon colors. Mario stands out for me. Every time I say "Ahhhh best place ever." There's even a tunnel lined with pictures of different video games like you enter an ancient video game castle. And in different rooms are all sorts of games you can try on different systems. There are also fun hands on things you can try like today there was a racing car in the Wii room that you could sit in. I sat in it, put my hands on the steering wheel and pointed the controller, which was stuck in the steering wheel to the screen. And it didn't work. Only some of the buttons worked. Then it ran out of batteries. Haha. So I went over to another machine and chose to play a Wolverine game. I don't know, looked fun. He's my favorite X-men character. It ended up just being a demo video. I walked away muttering, "I don't wanna watch a dumb video game movie. I wanna play the damn thing." Hahaha. I wasn't upset, just frustrated. It is ALWAYS a disappointment for gamers all over the world when he encounters a dud (a video in place of an actual interactive demo - Dumb (f)Uck Demo)

After the video game store, which was worth it even though there was a dud cause it's always worth it to be in that castle, I walked back to the school, had my History of Music lesson. I, for some reason, was fighting to even start THINKING about falling asleep. Usually in class you get the nods but this class is ONE on ONE. Just the teacher and me so I couldn't even flinch an eye. So I had to press my eyes open solely with my mind and think to myself, "You even close them for a second and nod your head a CENTIMETER, you are DEAD," so I made it. My head just got a little hot and I daydreamed a couple times. Besides that the class was good! I only missed some small things.

I wrote a song for you today ("you" as in Scone - remember, this letter is addressed to him)! Well, it's actually supposed to be a song "written" by you. I was getting so loud singing as you that our neighbors knocked. Well, they knocked one time when my head was simply against the wall and I laughed once at a movie I was watching. I didn't know my laugh was THAT loud. But since they knocked tonight, I had to go in the bathroom on the floor halfway between the first and the zero floor which is never occupied by anyone at night (or any other time that I've tried) and record in there!

HAPPY D-DAY SCONE!

I love you. You are so much a part of me it's insane.

Stoddy.

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Back on Saturday, I remember that I sat by the fountain which is in a square right near my hotel. That's the "other Momus", meaning that's the other place I like to sit and write. I wanted to add that cause I wasn't sure if I ever mentioned that area before. The high reaching fountain that turns off and on from time to time for no reason (on them it turned off right at the moment that a little kid touched the side of it so he tried to turn it on again right after - it was hilarious) in the square that Cody, Ricky and I hang out in, either on the benches with cheap beers (we don't sit on actual outside restaurant chairs cause we'd have to buy something from the restaurant) or go in the bar called "Sutsu" which is our most frequented place. The first bar we ever went to was "Palacio", which is owned by a moderately overweight Greek man that was expecting a baby "any day now" when we talked to him last. We'll see him again I'm sure and we'll hear all about the baby. I haven't gone in his place for about a month and a half.

That paragraph was confusing with all its parenthesis.