I'm looking for suzuki's violin book 2. If anyone has it, please share. I need it to level up my violin playing.

Thanks!!!

I have measles!! Can you believe it?! Because I certainly can't!! I can't be absent for a week! I have so many tests this week and a new rule has been applied just this semester that no special tests is to be given with or without an excuse letter.

At least a week!! I have to stay home for "at least" a week!! except for the red dots that's been marring my skin, I'm feeling fine!

I haven't been feeling well last week though. Every time I move it felt like my bones' are cracking, and my head hurts whenever I shift my eyes without shifting my head. My fever started friday afternoon but the red dots started morning of that same day. I thought it was  rashes  from the sweater I wore that's been on my cabinet for a couple of years. I didn't have the dots on my legs only on my arms and stomach so I assumed the most sound explanation. But that night, everyone started noticing how  red I am. My whole body's covered in red dots. Mom, knowing the symptoms, crossed my assumption and said that I'm having measles. We wanted to be certain because dengue has the same symptoms too (although red spots does not  appear that fast) so we went to see a doctor the next day.
Mom was right. I am having measles. The doctor forbade me to go out for at least a week. We have to make certain that I'm healed before I'm allowed to go out or I'd be infecting everyone who has no immunity to such disease.

The fever was hell! I couldn't watch tv cause my eyes are so hot I couldn't stop crying. Mom said some babies goes blind when having measles.. No wonder.. the complications of having measles are worse. The doctor said that measle patients has a high probability of having pneumonia. Our immune system is.. well, not that strong that's why I'm drinking four medicines three times a day.

what am I supposed to do here for a week!!?

It was only 5 in the morning. I went back to sleep, and I dreamed again.
To get to "the" room, you'll have to climb the stair, pass through a mini living room, ladies' restroom and then the mens'. I went to the restroom. I needed to pee. I noticed that most of the cubicle were closed and that there was a man standing inside the restroom by the wall (how strange is that?!). I didn't mind him, I needed to pee! Most of what happened during the restroom scene is a blur. I don't remember much, only that I was hearing a rumor.
I went out, headed towards our room thinking of what our professor had installed for us this time. I remember him saying that we were going to study anatomy. I think I'm a nursing student here. Anyway, as I was walking the guy  that was giving me the look in my previews dream  rushed passed me. He was telling me something I did not understand, so I ignored him and went to our room. As I opened the door, I saw white cloths draped over our tables. And I saw a body. A girl's body covered with the same white cloth. Her head dangling on the edge of the table. The cloth covering her was too thin that I could see her eyes blankly staring at me.
"Oh God! oh shit!" I said. I closed the door and went to the mini living room. A lady with a foldable stretcher passed me by. I sat, trying to get the picture off my head. Two of my classmates were there too.
"Nilublob daw yung mukha niya sa enedoro sa banyo tapos nilunod siya..." I heard them whispering.
So that was the rumor. That's why there's a man standing by the wall in the restroom. That's why most of the cubicle was closed.
"Oh shit!" I said. I covered my eyes with my hands, elbows resting on my thighs, when I saw the lady with the stretcher with the body in white cloth.

This time, I woke up for good.

I had a dream. It was on our school. Everything was the same except for "the" classroom. I can't explain properly how it looks, only that the room's divided into three by two stairs that leads to the farthest and topmost tables. Each table, from the far left. the center and to the right can be occupied by three students. I sat on the middle, second row, right end side (if you're facing the tables). Our professor wasn't around, but he left us with something to do. When I was done, I went to the corner where my classmates were trying to piece together a puzzle and sat like I was supposed to pee. I wasn't of course. But then, Ellis (I think he's gay) came up behind me and touched my butt. Both my butt cheeks with both of his hands. I squirted away of course. Even in dreams I hated my butt being touched!
"Ano ka ba Ellis!" I said. I sat cross-legged on the floor across him.
"Oh bakit?! hindi naman malaki pwet mo ah!" (like I need to be reminded!)
I flushed. I know I did. So what if my butt's not rounded! It's still a butt!!! Besides, we have a classmate who has a thing on me. Don't ask me how I know, I just know (he gives me the eye thing). I know he could hear our conversation and I didn't want him to have the idea swimming around in his head that he can touch my butt, like Ellis did, whenever the mood strikes him. 
"Alam ko wala akong pwet kaya nga wag mo na hahawakan!!"
The guy whose giving me the eye thing walked towards me. I was looking at him while saying those words, giving him the "brows together" look, warning him not to get close. He sat next to me nonetheless.
He leaned towards me, eyes focused on me and his hands reaching for me. I crawled back, hands in front of me warning him off.
"Wag!" I said. My back's against a wall and he was so close. I placed my hands on his shoulders, joints locked and pushed, trying so hard to prevent him from coming any closer. He placed his hands on my arms pulling me towards him.
"Ma!" I called the girl sitting next to Ellis. She's a classmate but I call her mommy.
"Tama na. Mahirap pagalingin ang trauma." she said.
The guy giving me the eye thing stopped. His hands on his sides again and he sighed, visibly relaxing like a heavy weight was taken from him. Was he possessed?

I don't know if I was crying, but I saw myself with my head bowed low. And then I woke up.

I lost my beloved uncle just this Saturday.. He was like a second father to me. Whenever I recall my childhood, it's not my biological father who comes to mind when I try to remember who goes with me during my pre-school days. It was always Tatay Ben. There's not much to tell about him, only that he treated us like his own children.
Tatay Ben's wife was not able to conceive. She also died of cancer after a couple of years of their marriage. Not long after, Tatay Ben was diagnosed of having diabetes. Sad isn't it?! But never did I hear him complain about his situation.
Whenever mom goes to Samar, his first question was always about us. "Kamusta sila Nico?" (ninong ni Nico si Tatay Ben).."eh si Carizon? nagtatrabaho na ba?" "Si Marwen?" "si Ada?" He never failed to mail birthday and Christmas cards to us despite his lack of money.
I love him so much!! When I got home and heard the news, I was surprised. Not shocked, but surprised. I knew it was coming, but I didn't expect it to come this early. Whenever mom returns home from Samar, I always ask how Tatay Ben's doing. Mom says he's fine, but I knew something was wrong. Maybe even before mom did.
I've been known a cry baby. But surprisingly I didn't cry until now. Writing makes you recall important things that should never be forgotten. Writing made me realize the enormity of my love for my uncle.

This morning was his burial. I wish I was there. I should have been there..

I love you Tatay Ben! Know that I will always do!!