My arms, back, neck and shoulders are aching. My right foot is still hurting. And my finger bled when rehearsing with precious earlier.

... Is this the wound of love...?

Didn't caffeinate properly today and overslept... Managed to make it to class on time though. Multimedia was fun. We watched some Broadway on the computer.

Music is meant to enhance the action, not steal the limelight from it.

Homework date with precious was probably the day's highlight. (Except a little issue with people who aren't sensitive to our need for time alone together...) We spent the afternoon at Esplanade, sitting down and reading... reading... reading.

How can a date be so horribly unromantic yet so blissfully enjoyable?

Didn't manage to find anything on Malcolm Bilson though.

I wonder... does RK think before setting questions?

On the way back to school, we stopped by Haagen Dazs for a treat to beat the heat (hey, it rhymes) and satisfy my precious's impeccable sweet tooth. Rum and raisin ice cream. Perfect. So good we could each eat a double on our own. Smooth and creamy, yet not weighty, accentuated by the subtly sweet, pleasing flavour of the rum. Precious definitely wants to eat it again. I think we will be spending more dates at Esplanade.

I took a gamble during IVT and confessed that I was not ready to present. ET was not pleased. Oh well. But that's okay, isn't it? I can still get my A... I sincerely hope.

Ran through Le Cygne with precious after IVT/History. The rapport between us was, well, amazing, especially since she was seeing the score for the first time.

A great duo is born. Only this time the genders are reversed.

I'm Jacqueline du Pre.

She's Daniel Barenboim.

Orchestra rehearsal ended early today thanks to some efficient run-throughs, and Frances being totally lenient and ok with everything we did. Lots of friends came and watched the rehearsal. Precious watched the second half.

...........

You made my day today, my love... I'm sure I've already said this before, but it really means so much to me, to be admired by the one special to me.

No matter what you think of your own playing today, I'm firmly convinced that we work well together, and I really love playing with you, for the simple reason that you are sensitive to my playing, a feat which few accompanists are truly capable of.

Together, we will bring the house down on the 25th.

Le Cygne. Allegro Appassionato. One casting the limelight on the cello, the other requiring superhuman feats of teamwork.

Both require a fantastic pianist.

And you are that pianist.

I love you.

<3