Soap Box Time
I had my last day of work. It was kind of sad, but mostly a relief. It's always kind of sad leaving there, but I'm sure I'll be back sooner than later.
Classes are a mofo. I don't know what happened, or how it happened, but I'm taking 21 credits. I'm not very fond of it right now, but I'd rather get all of this out of the way in the fall than deal with it my recital semester. And I'm also teaching lessons this year. Yayyy making money and adding more things onto my already overbooked schedule.
I'm studying with Tony this semester. I had my first lesson, and all I could think of was how much better I could be if I had just been placed with him freshmen year. Such a shame. I'm so much more motivated though, even with all of the shit I have going on.
I just ordered some recital pieces, from which I will choose at least one for the big recital. I also picked up a mediocre transcription of Clair de Lune which, if I amp up a little, will be really fun to play for noontime.
Some crazy chick hit my car in the CVS parking lot today. I was grabbing shit for the rush event, and as I was backing out to leave(I was inching...if even that), girl completely blows by my car. She stops, gets out and tells me she needs my info, insinuating that this was my fault. It was not. I was still shocked that it actually happened, so I ignore her and go look at my car. I can probably wipe the damage off with my thumb(thank God). So whatever. I gave her my phone number, but if that girl calls...mmm. I'll probably just laugh and hang up.
I think Dr. Sparks is passive aggressively trying to mess with me. Operation avoid-him-as-much-as-possible may come to a halt very quickly.
I'm already starting to get a little too stressed out with everything I have to get done. The beginning of the semester always seems to be the worst for me though. We'll see how it goes.
I'm very excited for my birthday. I hope you are too.
Classes are a mofo. I don't know what happened, or how it happened, but I'm taking 21 credits. I'm not very fond of it right now, but I'd rather get all of this out of the way in the fall than deal with it my recital semester. And I'm also teaching lessons this year. Yayyy making money and adding more things onto my already overbooked schedule.
I'm studying with Tony this semester. I had my first lesson, and all I could think of was how much better I could be if I had just been placed with him freshmen year. Such a shame. I'm so much more motivated though, even with all of the shit I have going on.
I just ordered some recital pieces, from which I will choose at least one for the big recital. I also picked up a mediocre transcription of Clair de Lune which, if I amp up a little, will be really fun to play for noontime.
Some crazy chick hit my car in the CVS parking lot today. I was grabbing shit for the rush event, and as I was backing out to leave(I was inching...if even that), girl completely blows by my car. She stops, gets out and tells me she needs my info, insinuating that this was my fault. It was not. I was still shocked that it actually happened, so I ignore her and go look at my car. I can probably wipe the damage off with my thumb(thank God). So whatever. I gave her my phone number, but if that girl calls...mmm. I'll probably just laugh and hang up.
I think Dr. Sparks is passive aggressively trying to mess with me. Operation avoid-him-as-much-as-possible may come to a halt very quickly.
I'm already starting to get a little too stressed out with everything I have to get done. The beginning of the semester always seems to be the worst for me though. We'll see how it goes.
I'm very excited for my birthday. I hope you are too.