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I fucking hate packing
I also hate moving shit from one place to another and having that sinking realization that I may have forgotten something.
This week has been something else. I cannot wait for the moment when I dont have SOMETHING to do, SOMEWHERE to go, SOMETHING to buy, and SOMETHING to turn in.
This year has a funny way of bunching up all the stress into one week, which in a way is great since the rest of the time is pretty laid back.
This week I:
Had my sophomore jury which I spent up to 5 hours a day the previous week preparing for, and happily I passed.
I wrote a 5 piece arrangement for my arranging class and extracted the parts the last minute, staying up till 4 and not finishing copying the masterscore till 10 minutes before.
I wont even go into the packing/storage arrangements that have been going, so far to say that I am about to go take a guitar case full of plates, silverwear, and computer speakers to store in my bass locker. Yup, it's just one of those types of weeks. Thank god for my bass lock is all I will say, half of my life is stored in it this summer.
Gotta run,
Gotta start on the next SOMETHING to do,
peace
I also hate moving shit from one place to another and having that sinking realization that I may have forgotten something.
This week has been something else. I cannot wait for the moment when I dont have SOMETHING to do, SOMEWHERE to go, SOMETHING to buy, and SOMETHING to turn in.
This year has a funny way of bunching up all the stress into one week, which in a way is great since the rest of the time is pretty laid back.
This week I:
Had my sophomore jury which I spent up to 5 hours a day the previous week preparing for, and happily I passed.
I wrote a 5 piece arrangement for my arranging class and extracted the parts the last minute, staying up till 4 and not finishing copying the masterscore till 10 minutes before.
I wont even go into the packing/storage arrangements that have been going, so far to say that I am about to go take a guitar case full of plates, silverwear, and computer speakers to store in my bass locker. Yup, it's just one of those types of weeks. Thank god for my bass lock is all I will say, half of my life is stored in it this summer.
Gotta run,
Gotta start on the next SOMETHING to do,
peace