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Yaay! I now have legal piano access (or at least I will on Monday).
So apparently I'm supposed to go to Housing and Conference/Fooding Services to get access. I go there, they tell me to talk to (someone whose name I've already forgotten) at the Commons desk. I do, he tells me to go back to Housing and Conference/Fooding Services and talk to the Director of Housing. I do, he asks me if I can play piano. I reply, "Yes." He asks me, "Are you a piano expert?" I reply "I have a Grade 8 in the Royal Conservatory of Music." He goes, "Well, we should probably just move the piano into your room," and takes my name down.
In other words, I should be able to access the piano on Monday, which will be extremely useful for practicing Beeby's audition whatnots.
Hopefully sickness will be sufficiently diminished tommorow to successfully
a)wake up in time for my COMP 1402 midterm
b)go DDR-ing for at least a few hours
c)go sledding afterwards.
Although that's pretty much asking for a relapse.
So apparently I'm supposed to go to Housing and Conference/Fooding Services to get access. I go there, they tell me to talk to (someone whose name I've already forgotten) at the Commons desk. I do, he tells me to go back to Housing and Conference/Fooding Services and talk to the Director of Housing. I do, he asks me if I can play piano. I reply, "Yes." He asks me, "Are you a piano expert?" I reply "I have a Grade 8 in the Royal Conservatory of Music." He goes, "Well, we should probably just move the piano into your room," and takes my name down.
In other words, I should be able to access the piano on Monday, which will be extremely useful for practicing Beeby's audition whatnots.
Hopefully sickness will be sufficiently diminished tommorow to successfully
a)wake up in time for my COMP 1402 midterm
b)go DDR-ing for at least a few hours
c)go sledding afterwards.
Although that's pretty much asking for a relapse.