A Conversation for The Young Researchers' Club

curious

Post 1

Patron Saint of Kittens... aka Pantherlady THE Werepanther of h2g2 and Queen of BBNs

Having hit 18 now, does that mean i can no longer be a young researcher?


curious

Post 2

Viojen 2*16+1+3+6=42. Fencing-it's escrime!

ooh, I forgot about that!

Can we have a sending off party, and then start you a club of your very own? (ex-YRC, or something?)

Have smiley - cake!


How's everything? Haven't talked to you in a while.
Jen


curious

Post 3

Patron Saint of Kittens... aka Pantherlady THE Werepanther of h2g2 and Queen of BBNs

u dont want a party... i'll just sort of slink out the door and everynow and again say BOING! very loudly and make us all jump. Im ok love. Are you?


curious

Post 4

Viojen 2*16+1+3+6=42. Fencing-it's escrime!

Been better. But I think I've been worse.
Tendinitis is bad in left wrist, and right wrist hurts (like tendinitis) because I've been using it more. Switched to fencing w/ right hand, as well as some eating and writing. Limiting violin playing-that's what's hit the hardest. Difficult sometimes not to get upset or depressed about that bit. I finally have a quartet, and we can't rehearse b/c *both* violinists have tendinitis. Thrilling.
And just stuff like I *know* I'm at a plateau for violin, and I was intending to try and break that this year, but I can't put in the practicing time. I prepared for a competition practicing less than 1/2 hour a day, and not doing the hard stuff very much because that's what aggrivated it the most. Did a halfway decent job though.

Happy news (and surprising at that) is that I found one of my friends again. Met him in orchestra in 7th grade (he plays cello) and saw him around a lot that year. But didn't see him much the next two years. (He didn't take orchestra then) But he was at Robin's recital last year and we hit it off really well again. And then I've seen him a lot this year. He's not in orchestra at school, but he's in my Saturday orchestra, which is really fun. And he's joined fencing.
We're supposed to be doing some Pleyel duets, which we've been planning forever. And he finally chose one he'd like to do first (the cello part is *nasty*, so we're relying on his best judgement of what's easier). But I can't rehearse it. (I might point out that last time we got together to "maybe rehearse" we really just talked and had dinner with his family-on a side note, his brother Charles is my stand partner, so at this point I know his family pretty well)
So stuff is good and bad.

smiley - erm
Don't know much what to say. Now's good, but that's because nothing hurts. Sometimes it's good even when it does hurt, because I simply don't care. (another side note-I do fine if the pain is 'self-inflicted' to an extent, when I push myself to bike up the hill, or fence with all the strength I have. but I'm a wimp for pain from inflamation) Um. Yeah.
Life is confusing. What else is new?

a little long winded, but whatever.
love you lots, and hang in there
Jen


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