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Boşluk

Sunday, January 23rd, 2011

Behold my newest composition! It’s a short piece for two violins and piano, called Boşluk (pronounced bosh-look). I’m so grateful for Justin for gathering his medical school musician friends to record this for me.

Performers:
Andrew Noll, Piano (2nd year HMS)
Justin Lo, Violin I (1st year HST)
Jennifer Hsiao, Violin II (1st year Harvard BBS)

I took on the challenge of writing in Locrian mode, which is the most unstable of the modes; indeed, the piece never wanted to stay in one key but was constantly shifting around. This was good, actually, because I tend to get stuck in one key for the entirety of a piece. I’m pretty pleased with the recording, too. It came out just how I envisioned it!

Originally, this was meant to be a short and simple piece that was supposed to take me only a few days to write and enable me to get back into the music-writing groove again. It turned out to be another one of my pieces that I wrote on and off over two years, because I would take months-long breaks from it whenever I hit a writer’s block. I’ve got to stop doing that! It feels so good to bring projects to completion, especially something as simple as this.

Sunday, February 23rd, 2003

Yesterday was really great. After school we went to Gus’s house to eat Steven’s cooking. We watched him chopping the onions, mincing the garlic, etc. So.. he made steak, grilled onions, pasta, and a tuna-parsley-crushedredpepper-garlic mixture to put over the pasta. We had alcohol-free wine and coke, and some garlic bread, but that wasn’t as good. Anyway, it was really fun watching Steven acting all professional, with a hilarious commentary that made my eyes water. Before that, we played GTA again, and another car game.. Simpsons Road Rage? Something like that. In GTA, I hijacked a truck and drove into all the cars in the street, and Steven started a fight with two prostitutes and they chased him down the street. Sam got out of his car, beat up a woman in a bikini, then got back in the car. I attacked a guy in a gang and all these people started coming after me. Ah, it’s a great game. During dinner, we played “the sentence game” – everyone says one word when it’s their turn and we make up a story. Of course, our game resulted in random sentences that were a bit … inappropriate. What can I say! Then we tried to decide on a movie, but were captivated by something else that we found on TV. It was rather funny. Anyway, after then, it’s all a disorganized blur. We watched the first half hour of Office Space (which I really want to see now), and Sam had an allergic reaction to the cake. The end was .. yeah a bit chaotic. But all in all, it was a very fun night, and I’m glad I didn’t go to semiformal because I would rather eat Steven’s cooking, play GTA, and just relax on a couch than go to a dance on a boat.

Anyway, I got inspired from watching Steven yesterday, and helped my mom cook today. I insisted on frying the French toast myself for breakfast, and in the afternoon I baked a cake/bread thing. I haven’t tasted it yet but I hear it’s really good. Of course, my mom was there to guide me along (and scold me whenever I messed up.. hehehe). We made this great dinner together. My mom made a salad and some fish, and I made French fries from scratch (yes! now I’ll make fries all the time.. j/k). There were also calamari rings which I fried, and my mom made garlic breadsticks. *drool* Okay.. not really drooling because the taste is still in my mouth. Now I want to help with cooking whenever my mom’s in the kitchen. I never thought this day would come.. up until recently, I used to think, “Ugh, I’m too lazy to go there and learn how to cook, I’ll never learn.” But now I want to.

See, it’s different. I don’t want to learn cooking from a book. I want to learn it from my mom. I want to learn some traditional Turkish dishes.. gotta represent my culture, yo.

In other news, I’m reading a 150-page Spanish play written around 1630, and I understand most of it.

Thursday, February 20th, 2003

Hello there! I don’t tell you enough about my life, so now I present to you…

Melike’s Dim Sum Breakfast Adventure

So sometime last week Charles called me to invite me to a dim sum breakfast in Chinatown Saturday morning, and I said I’d go. Then we talked for an additional hour and a half and I was screwed in terms of homework. But those days are behind us now. It was a bunch of choir people and Jocelyn, so in short, it was a lot of fun. Sam was going to come, but couldn’t come at the last minute, and I suppose that was good because the only thing we ate was shrimp and/or pork. They had this jasmine tea, but there was no sugar in it like the tea I’m accustomed to but it tasted good nonetheless. At first we (okay, I) had trouble grasping the food with the chopsticks, but then I got used to it. Mmmm, shrimp! Shrimp is a keyword if you want me to come to dine with you. Well, not really, but it helps. At least, it makes people laugh when I go, “Shrimp?! Ohhhh.

The desserts were weird, but tasty. There was this custard thing that looked and smelled exactly like egg yolk, but the taste developed into something sweet and delicious a few seconds after biting it. It was an overall weird feeling. We also tried some of the mango pudding, with milk on it. I think I liked it more than the others did. It tasted like pi�a colada.

But that’s not all. Then I went to see Shanghai Knights with Jocelyn.. we had reserved this movie just to see it with each other. It was really cute and funny, as expected. My favorite scene was the one with the lamb. Hehehe. Smelly! Of course, we weren’t tired of each other yet, so we played Kirby for two hours. We had to stop because our eyes started watering. We haven’t played the game since. It’s sort of good because we can actually do other stuff in Acadeca now. I think it’s safe to say that that game is only reserved for sleepovers now. But what if my skills wane? We were beginning to get really good. *sigh*

So that was a random flashback to my Saturday. I call it Dim Sum Breakfast Day.

Things are back to happiness again. I can sleep tonight, knowing that Mr. Rhodes will be there tomorrow. I’d missed him so much that last night I even dreamt about him. Things are looking up for choir again.

Saturday, February 1st, 2003

I’ve been thinking of this snippet of convo for days:

Robert: ai hook

Robert: ai.

Monday, January 27th, 2003

I went to Amy’s birthday party today, it was really fun. Basically I was gone the whole day, because before that I was out shopping for a present…. and got myself this really sexy jacket thing. Ahhh! I must wear it to school on Tuesday! It’s really thin, but I want to wear a turtleneck sweater under it. When is it ever going to get cold here? *sob*

Hm.. I’m happy with my update, but I really don’t like the layout. How do I make a layout that’s both functional and pretty? And the other question is, should I work on it now? I’m really sleepy and I’d rather go to bed… but this layout must be up before I go back to school on Tuesday, or else it’s never going to get done!!!

I want to practice my piano already! I haven’t had the chance yesterday or today. Hopefully I will do all of that tomorrow. 🙂

Saturday, January 25th, 2003

Tralala, I worked on a project with Aimee until 5:30 in the morning, then took an hour and a half “nap” before going to school. This is so lame, I really need to change some things around here…

Anyway, right now I’m getting a bit angry with myself, because finals are over, I almost don’t have any more obligations, and I’m sitting here trying to decide what I should do next when I have jazz choir to practice, a sketchbook to draw on, photographs, quotes, and drawings to upload, and books to read.

What is wrong with me?

Thursday, January 23rd, 2003

Okay, today I was pretty sad. Not “unhappy,” but pathetic. I only got 3 hours of sleep because of working on the senior ad, and didn’t even review for my English final. So, since I was lacking in sleep, the timed writings took me a bit longer to write than usual, but at least I didn’t go over the time limit. Then Aimee and I “worked on our psych project.”

Anyway, I’m so happy that I don’t have any finals tomorrow so I don’t have to show up for school. I get to sleep in!

Today, out of boredom, Aimee and I discovered a whole bunch of yo mama jokes, and lots of wav file pages. Some people just have websites full of wav files, and they’re pretty funny to listen to. So… yeah. Can’t say we got much work done.

Hopefully, after tomorrow, things will ease up a lot. Actually, after Saturday, because that’s when my recital is. *blarg*

My English teacher randomly started liking me more. I think ever since he graded my satire. Haha. Whatever works. 🙂

Tuesday, December 31st, 2002

Today I went to Urban Outfitters and found these really cute Chinese lanterns that you put over Christmas lights.. Now they’re hanging in a line across the ceiling, and they look so nice when I turn the rest of the lights off! I also have multicolored Christmas lights hanging around my walls. I’m also planning on hanging up those icicle things zig-zagging across the ceiling, because I don’t like looking at my ceiling much.

I think I’m starting a new obsession of lights. I also want those chili pepper Christmas lights. For some reason, ever since Aimee wrote, “Jocelyn’s spicy!” on my board and drew a cute little chili pepper next to it, I’ve been buying any chili pepper thing I see. I have a really cute chili pepper tile coaster, and just yesterday I bought chili pepper socks.

Need more lights!

Monday, December 23rd, 2002

HAHA. Funniest thing of the day:

Reed called me and said, “Hello, is Melike home?” in a very scary and loud falsetto, and then started playing O Suzanna on his banjo while screaming out the lyrics. He also yelled out, “Join choir!” in the middle there, but in his regular voice. It was the scariest thing I’ve ever heard in my life.

The thing is, this guy’s never smoked or drunk in his life before. He is just Reed.

Saturday, December 7th, 2002

me: do you know this guy named reed?

sally: what’s his last name?

me: argh it’s long

me: he plays the clarinet

me: and ate chalk one day

sally: and he ate clay in a science presentation in 6th grade