the one with a return to uni
So my tinnitus is REALLY FREAKING LOUD AND ANNOYING TODAY. I could wax poetic over how hideous it is, but I won't. It's just not that exciting.
Speaking of things which are not in any way exciting, I did my repertoire exam today. It was hideous. (Word of the day: hideous). I also sat in the library and apparently wrote a composition for flute, clarinet, oboe and piano using a twelve tone row. I finished it and everything, but I can't say with complete honesty that I will get a good mark. I'm not going to say serialism is stupid, but rather that it is difficult. Too difficult to be able to adequately learn the style within a week.
Being back at uni after being sick for a week is weird. Also, the ducklings are now only three (:( I think some died/were eaten) and fat and larger. I won't say big, because these ducklings are all but three weeks old at the most and that's still pretty small.
And now I'm waiting for Sam to come and pick me up so we can have dinner. Food, I needs it.
Speaking of things which are not in any way exciting, I did my repertoire exam today. It was hideous. (Word of the day: hideous). I also sat in the library and apparently wrote a composition for flute, clarinet, oboe and piano using a twelve tone row. I finished it and everything, but I can't say with complete honesty that I will get a good mark. I'm not going to say serialism is stupid, but rather that it is difficult. Too difficult to be able to adequately learn the style within a week.
Being back at uni after being sick for a week is weird. Also, the ducklings are now only three (:( I think some died/were eaten) and fat and larger. I won't say big, because these ducklings are all but three weeks old at the most and that's still pretty small.
And now I'm waiting for Sam to come and pick me up so we can have dinner. Food, I needs it.