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Just what sort of a sick educational system have we got anyway?
Posted Jan 8, 2004
I've just come home from a science lab-test. It went fine with me, as it so often does, especially in science, but still... Two out of the nine people in my lab-test group actually broke down and started crying during or after the test. One of those two is what you might call a straight-A student. Under normal circumstances, this shouldn't happen (and especially when we've just returned rested from the exceptionally long Christmas hols). My guess is that it had something to do with the enormous amount of work and stress that our teachers are putting us through, which again is because of our somewhat over-ambitious curriculum. Just what the 
are the politicians thinking of??? They're running youngsters through impossibly demanding curriculums, at exactly the time when they have the highest amount of emotional problems... No wonder we have high suicide rates in Norway. I think that most of my class must be on the verge of having a burnout... It's a miracle that nothing has happened yet? Where the is our educational minister when we need her? She's been wrecking the whole school system ever since she started work, and now she's not even willing to listen to our feedback. It's her responsibility to ensure that we get a good education. If we burn out now, then we won't be able to catch up for at least a year... Maybe more...
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Percussionists...
Posted Jan 5, 2004
Ahh, yes. It is commonly known that percussionists are the most messy and unorganized people on this planet. This was recently confirmed when my drum/percussion teacher just showed up YET AGAIN at school on a day well known to be a day off...
Anyway... what have I been up to these past days? Well, after Christmas and the excellent experience of mid-winter SCUBA-diving (indoors, in a pool, but still
), New-year came along. I celebrated it as far away from everywhere else you could possibly get (no, I won't even write the name of the place), along with some ten other music-geeks from my faithful class. We had loads of fun, as usual.
After that, the new-years concert was coming up, and I spent my time practicing for that. New-year concerts are generally rather boring, owing largely to the enormous amount of waltzes and polcas (mot of them written by Strauss, I wonder how he managed it)... Old classics verging on the edge (or, as is often the case, about five miles beyond the edge, and a wee bit to the left) of becoming clichés, this one being no different. Oh well, we played two concerts with a brief break of approximately an hour between them. I don't think I ate a lot that day... The first concert went straight to hell. Everybody felt insecure, and to top it all, owing to the ferocious amount of stage lights, the timpani had to be re-pitched at least ten times during that first concert. The second one went better, though. And we had a lot of fun... All in all, I'm pretty fed up with new year and Christmas, and I'm really looking forward to my eighteenth birthday, which is coming up any day now. Not soon after, there's the much anticipated Dream Theater gig... Wooo yay. The only thing that could possibly improve things would be if CAKE were to come to Norway (which I find highly unlikely
).
Aww, well. I kinda lost the thread somewhere, but anyway. Percussionists must be the largest sets of messy-heads around, this owing largely both to my own performances in the fields of organizing, and those of my teacher. We make up for it by being nice people, and playing the coolest and most wide variety of instruments (hey, who else gets to ruin the conductors finest suit by pouring champagne all over him, all in the name of practicing their instruments, eh?).
Now that I'm done writing, I'll seriously have to consider whether anyone will ever be able to understand what I've just been writing...
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Percussionists...
Posted Jan 5, 2004
Ahh, yes. It is commonly known that percussionists are the most messy and unorganized people on this planet. This was recently confirmed when my drum/percussion teacher just showed up YET AGAIN at school on a day well known to be a day off...
Anyway... what have I been up to these past days? Well, after Christmas and the excellent experience of mid-winter SCUBA-diving (indoors, in a pool, but still), New-year came along. I celebrated it as far away from everywhere else you could possibly get (no, I won't even write the name of the place), along with some ten other music-geeks from my faithful class. We had loads of fun, as usual.
After that, the new-years concert was coming up, and I spent my time practicing for that. New-year concerts are generally rather boring, owing largely to the enormous amount of waltzes and polcas (mot of them written by Strauss, I wonder how he managed it)... Old classics verging on the edge (or, as is often the case, about five miles beyond the edge, and a wee bit to the left) of becoming clichés, this one being no different. Oh well, we played two concerts with a brief break of approximately an hour between them. I don't think I ate a lot that day... The first concert went straight to hell. Everybody felt insecure, and to top it all, owing to the ferocious amount of stage lights, the timpani had to be re-pitched at least ten times during that first concert. The second one went better, though. And we had a lot of fun... All in all, I'm pretty fed up with new year and Christmas, and I'm really looking forward to my eighteenth birthday, which is coming up any day now. Not soon after, there's the much anticipated Dream Theater gig... Wooo yay. The only thing that could possibly improve things would be if CAKE were to come to Norway (which I find highly unlikely).
Aww, well. I kinda lost the thread somewhere, but anyway. Percussionists must be the largest sets of messy-heads around, this owing largely both to my own performances in the fields of organizing, and those of my teacher. We make up for it by being nice people, and playing the coolest and most wide variety of instruments (hey, who else gets to ruin the conductors finest suit by pouring champagne all over him, all in the name of practicing their instruments, eh?).
Now that I'm done writing, I'll seriously have to consider wether anyone will ever be able to understand what I've just been writing...
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Happy Christmas...
Posted Dec 19, 2003
Well, the holidays are here at last. I've been looking forward to them for quite a while now. This term has been enormously stressing, we've had more homework and reports than ever, and the demands are higher too! Still, I suppose that it is only to be expected, and that now at least, I may relax for seventeen days!!! Weee... is that good or what?
Still, I do not feel alltogether happy. I think it's time for a confession...
I've been hopelessly in love with a girl now for almost a year. In the beginning it went really well, but things have been going a bit downhill since (she fell for someone else, but it hasn't worked out for them thus far). Today I asked her if she could spare a couple of minutes for a chat (after we had sung at the end-of.term seremony, of course), because there was something I had to tell her (guess what...), and she accepted. Then, later, when we were all going to leave, I went to find her, to talk to her. The moment I saw her, I picked up something strange, it was as if she was fending me off, running away. I've never seen anything like it. Anyway, she told me that she didn't want to talk to me, and then went off without a goodbye, or even a "merry christmas". I don't think I've ever felt that far down before. She must've guessed what I was going to tell her, which I had thought she might (she is, after all, rather bright). I had not, however counted on her being that frightened
. I don't think I'll ever be able to talk to her again, and I don't suppose there's anything I can do about the way she feels about me either...
I realize that I've, naturally, made some mistakes, but I keep wondering if they were really all that big... I don't really understand why she's so angry with me, and from what I hear, neither does she...
Oh well, I suppose it's just part of being a teenager...
Anyway, happy holidays! I'll probably feel better in a couple of hours, so don't worry. Though, any hints and tips would be nice.
She's a nice girl, really.
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WHOOPS
Posted Dec 3, 2003
Because of my tiredness, I couldn't even remember the name of the smiley
...
Here goes: 
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