Vivaldi, Rocky Road and Jock

lately, i've been quite immersed in classical music. more than usual anyway. i've always had an appreciation of classical music, it conjures up such beauty in my mind... and as i've said before, i've taken to listening to it more often. i'm listening to it right now. i quite like Vivaldi's "Four Seasons" especially Summer. and i'm going to bet lots of people are relating Four Seasons to Four Seasons Condoms. NO. NOT THAT. music. pure, intricate, bedazzling orchestral music that is heaven for ones ears. but i do enjoy a bit of screamo too hehe. i find it calming and sometimes very haunting. last night i was reading a bit of Agatha Christie, and listening to Symphony 6. made me really creeped out. the third movement was creeeeeepy. honestly it was. didn't help i was reading a scary bit too. but apart from Vivaldi and Beethoven, i've also got a taste for Tchaikovsky, Ravel, and Bach. and in my opinion, the Slovak Philharmonic Orchestra have really got it down pat with the classics. 

another new thing i've started to enjoy is rocky road. i made my own rocky road for the first time a couple of days ago, and really enjoyed making it. as well as eating it. it's such a simple sweet to make. just chuck all the ingredients in, whiz it round together and presto. great thing to make. really so easy, i reckon kids would have a ball making it. if i ever have my own kids, that's one of the first things i'll teach them to make. after spaghetti. before something healthy. maybe like salads and sandwiches. some shit like that.

speaking of rocky road, i went to visit an old friend of mine today. Jock. and his wife Sue, so that's two old friends. i brought over some rocky road. gone in a flash. they had this little NY party thingy with their neighbours, so it was really nice to meet them all. 

something i love about going to their house is that there's always something interesting to talk about. they're such intellectual people, and i wish i could retain as much information and knowledge that Jock has in his brain. i just usually sit there and gape like an idiot. i just listen to what he says. anything i say seems to be stupid. but i love it there. it's like an alchemists house. full of strange and wonderful things, to excite, to explore, to learn. but when i say that, i don't mean their house. i mean, what is wonderful, and strange, and exciting is Jock's vast knowledge of the world. he knows so much. i hope that one day, i can be like him.

every year since i've known them, they've given me the one christmas gift that i most like to recieve. BOOKS. so there's a hint for you. if you want to get me a present, get me a good book. one that's full of information. this year, i got a book about the history of famous people, who shaped the world. ideas that shaped the world. it's a good book. i've started to look through it. it has seperate sections from politics, to sicience, to art. it's so good. anyway, yes. they're such amazing people. and did i say i used to play chess with him? and he'd teach me all these strategies, so that the next time i played against him, i'd be a bit better. by the end of it, we were both reading each other like a book. it was always hard to win, on both sides. that was a while ago. 

Jock caught Dinghy Fever when he last went to Vietnam. he was really sick. really really sick. got me scared. but he's a tough nut, won't go down without a fight. 

i really do love that man. he's like a grand-dad. and today, he called me his grand-daughter from south east asia! lol...

i hope that when i finish school, i do him proud. i want to succeed not only for me, but for him too. he made me believe that i wasn't stupid. 

he made that fire of learning and determination in my stomach into a blaze throughout my whole body that i don't think will be put down by anyone yet. not yet.

i have a lot to thank him for Jock. it'll be sad to see him go. he's getting on in years. yeah.

anyway. that's it for now. till next time, au revoir!