Eh.
This morning I randomly woke up to my phone beeping at 5:45 and was actually awake. I don't know why, considering I went to bed after 1 sometime. I was trying to decide if I should go work out then or wait, but I decided to sleep another hour b/c then I'd have more energy right? No. I woke up at 7-ish, and was feeling wierd, so once again I thought that sleep would make it better, but no. Now I'm eating a bowl of cereal in my room before heading down to the Music Dept. to play a little before theory. I know I could've gotten up and gone to work out at 6, been back at 7, practicing by 8, but I wasn't feeling it. I also know that I'm hideously behind on the 777 thing, but I'm not worried about that either. I'm really proud of myself for actually doing as much as I have.
Practice the last few days has gone much better, esp. since I got my flute fixed while I was busy road tripping. I didn't realize that I was tensing up until there was no more need to. My practice time has been more effective than it was the first half of the semester.
I hope Mrs. J will start solidifying recital pieces with me soon. I know that I'll be doing the Stamitz concerto, but I want to know what else I can/should do b/c the sooner I start working on them, the better I'll have them memorized later.
I hate disappointing starts to days. And to add to it all, Brandon just told me he's sick. Crap. Thank God anyways.