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Calculus is quickly becoming my least favorite class. I don't belong in that class, everyone in there seems to have a much different reason for being there than I do. I feel like an idiot in the class, but maybe it's just that I don't care as much as the others, especially when it comes to the teacher/student relationship. Meier is a great teacher/person, but I feel no need to be chummy with him...maybe that's the difference. But during calc today, I got called to Student Affairs 1. I was hoping it would be about a certain thing, and it was: the lady gave me my parking decal registration form! KICK ASS. It made my day. It'll be great to have the freedom of a ride home whenever I need it, and the freedom of leaving the house when I'm ready, and not having my jackass neighbor come somedays at 7:05 and somedays 7:15 and somedays in between to pick me up. Awesome.
As for tomorrow's all county orchestra auditions, I am thoroughly fucked. I sound like shit, if I sounded like this at Tanglewood, I wouldve gotten raped by every member of the BSO. It will be my fault for getting a crappy chair again, but seeing as though Calmer is the conductor, and we're playing fucking Tchaik 4 Finale, I don't care. Tchaik 4 finale can blow me. What a cop-out.
B&B reading went alright. I'm glad Larson was there to run it, it made much more sense that way. it should be fun. Speaking of orchestras, symphony orchestra is giving me ulcers. But I'm going to bite my tongue on that one, because I never know who reads this.
I'm gonna try to get to bed earlier tonight, it'll be nice. Hopefully I'll have a dream, or a nightmare. I enjoy either.
People can be so fickle, but music never wavers, never betrays. I'm glad there is that constant in my life, something I can always rely on to be there.
As for tomorrow's all county orchestra auditions, I am thoroughly fucked. I sound like shit, if I sounded like this at Tanglewood, I wouldve gotten raped by every member of the BSO. It will be my fault for getting a crappy chair again, but seeing as though Calmer is the conductor, and we're playing fucking Tchaik 4 Finale, I don't care. Tchaik 4 finale can blow me. What a cop-out.
B&B reading went alright. I'm glad Larson was there to run it, it made much more sense that way. it should be fun. Speaking of orchestras, symphony orchestra is giving me ulcers. But I'm going to bite my tongue on that one, because I never know who reads this.
I'm gonna try to get to bed earlier tonight, it'll be nice. Hopefully I'll have a dream, or a nightmare. I enjoy either.
People can be so fickle, but music never wavers, never betrays. I'm glad there is that constant in my life, something I can always rely on to be there.