Wait, back to this place again? How did that happen? I knew I was back in San Francisco when I called up M after my flight and we went out to dinner and on the way back we saw a guy riding a penny farthing bicycle down Market Street. It was a very brief glimpse or I would have snapped a picture. You don't see that in YYC.
I am taking similar courses as last semester (performance classes, 20th century World History, 20th century Music History and Second Semester German) plus orchestral excerpt class. I was relieved that there was a spot for me in this course as I need to learn those excerpts before I graduate - how else can I get a job with CPO?
I have started going to a Young Adult group at St Dominic's church in Cow Hollow. Although I have great friends and colleagues at school and a wonderful parish community at Nativity, I do miss being around other Catholic young people and it's great to have found an active YA group here. They meet every week and there are guest speakers, discussions and debates, community service projects, hikes, dinners and home masses. If any anti-religious people happen to be reading this, please note that I do not accept flak.
By the second Music History class I was already bored and began looking through the table of contents in my Norton score book. I saw a title that made me look twice. It was a piano piece by Erik Satie and the title was in French and I thought, "That can't be right". So I turned to the score and saw the English translation which confirmed my fears: "Dried Embryos". Apparently it's a satirical jab at composers who use overly descriptive titles.
Dvorak piano quintet this semester, and I'm on viola!! I'm still with my trusty chamber-mates M and N, with the addition of Xiao Pang (whom some of you may remember from MMB) and a Masters' student from Toronto. Yay for all-non-American chamber groups!
Yesterday I went to a Cachers and Crepes breakfast event that turned into a full-day expedition with three other cachers. We went up Mt Sutro and back down again and then got some other caches in the area and a multi in GGP. The day was bright and sun clean and sharp. Plus I finally met some other young, female cachers! Seems like this was a good week for me to start making friends with people my own age (which, as many of you know, is something I appear to have difficulty with)
Here are some pictures.
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| I've been looking everywhere for someplace that would ash my clothes! I wonder if they use fireplace or volcano? |
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| It's a bright day, a clear day, a sharp new clean day |
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| Abandoned porch |
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| A rope to help you get up the hill |
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| Richmond on the right, Sunset on the left, the green strip in between is GGP |
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| Weird people we saw on top of Tank Hill (NOT cachers)... |
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| Sutro jungle |
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| Why does the ivy only go halfway up? |
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| The Fairy Shrine |
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| Would be a good spot for a cache |
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| Hi there. |
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| Oh come ON, you didn't even try!! |
If anyone wants to send me black ink or gel pens, they would be most welcome.
- Antisocial Violinist
