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Today started off like an ordinary day. I dragged my ass out of bed to go to work. Worked for a few hours, came home and called my mom. Then my mom tells me that my old viola teacher stopped by. So she put him on the phone. I hadn't talked to him in forever and a day. This guy was like a father to me. The best damn viola teacher there ever was. He could make me laugh in my lessons and make me cry. He was a tough teacher and knew exactly what I was capable of. Shoot, he hooked me up with a project for the American viola Society where I did some editing on a piece. He gave me the opportunity to perform in front of the International viola Congress, bought me the ticket to it....which was to Canada....then when I graduated high school this man gave me one of his viola bows. I owe everything I learned about viola to him. So I talked to him and I'm planning to arrange a lesson with him in early February. He apparently is being recognized as Teacher of the Year by the State of california and I'll probably end up going to the ceremony in Pasadena. I'm so excited for him! He really deserves it. Apparently he wants to know more about the viola which he used to play on....the one I borrowed from the university and played! Small world. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty for not wanting to do my masters in viola performance. I know he could have hooked me up with pretty much any connection I wanted....but I have to explore....see what truely speaks to me. I'm sure I could invest in another viola...trade mine in and get something with a beefier sound, maybe put a few more $$ into it. But I think I should wait. From what I remember, my old viola teacher had this incredible viola. It was like the one I played form the school....except better....and slightly bigger. Well, he was married to another violist and they had matching violas. From what I heard, I think she might be wanting to switch to a smaller viola...who knows if she has aleady done it....she was like 5'2'' and played a fucking monster of a viola.....I will inquire about that one in a few weeks.

Shit, I guess I better get on the ball and start putting in some more practice hours every day. I really want to be able to play along side of him in a few weeks and not be out of practice....it's like I've got to please my other parent. It is really strange. I've never had a close connection to my actual father, so he was pretty much the positive father figure in my life for many many years. I really was lucky....am lucky. Apparently he has published a few works (pieces) as well as books. The last I heard I think he was writing a book on Suzuki theory. AHHHHH...I can't wait to see him! That totally made my day!