Running on so little.
We're in the home stretch of the semester and I'm quickly losing steam.
I'm scared about Ear Training. On top of being on a seven-point scale, I really can't sing for shit, and Loman always wants me to sing the soprano line. I'm an alto! Bethania tried tutoring me, but it seemed worthless because she doesn't go as low as I do and I can't get up to her high voice. She asked how I identify intervals and I said I feel them, which is opposed to her listening for songs. In short, we didn't get too far. I guess that's why it's only one credit, huh? I guess I could retake it next year, but I'd rather get it out of the way. I hate Ear Training.
I'm also worried about my CEP project. We have to observe a classroom and present on it. The classroom observing hours are when I'm in freaking class. So guess who's ditching CEP tomorrow? I don't think they could count that against me since I'm doing it for that class in the first place. And if they do they can go eat a dick. AND the group I'm in elected me to write the paper for it. Okay, that's fine, but the interview that I need is on a tape. I don't have a VCR. I think Sac does, but I'll have a horrible time trying to get anything done at his house.
As much fun as I know I'm going to have, April is gonna be a bitch. Dr. Van asked me to play in Winds for the final concert (alongside the beautiful Sarahabob), on top of Band. The piece is pretty easy, but it means that I can't work in the Library on certain days.
On the family life, my mom informed me that I'll be an aunt again. And no, my sister isn't pregnant. The good-for-nothing Boy is gonna be a daddy. Poor kid. But then again, he's lied about so much, I'm not gonna believe it until I see the baby.
On the bright side, I got to hang out with Jaime and Dama today. We went on a double date and just hung out. It was fun. Dama and I are planning to take some of our gay coworkers to a male strip club. Sac turned down the invitation to join us.
In other news, I just found out about another gathering that is taking place on Saturday. Since I would really love to attend this one, Ness and I decided to move my birthday shindig to Friday, aka April Fool's Day. I know it's short notice, but I hope that the people that are out of LC will be able to make it (in particular I am addressing the EP friends and that very unhappy Silver City resident). I'll have to call France, but I think she was intending on spending the weekend up here anyway.
But yeah. I just want to make it to the end of the semester. And, uh, not fail anything.
I'm scared about Ear Training. On top of being on a seven-point scale, I really can't sing for shit, and Loman always wants me to sing the soprano line. I'm an alto! Bethania tried tutoring me, but it seemed worthless because she doesn't go as low as I do and I can't get up to her high voice. She asked how I identify intervals and I said I feel them, which is opposed to her listening for songs. In short, we didn't get too far. I guess that's why it's only one credit, huh? I guess I could retake it next year, but I'd rather get it out of the way. I hate Ear Training.
I'm also worried about my CEP project. We have to observe a classroom and present on it. The classroom observing hours are when I'm in freaking class. So guess who's ditching CEP tomorrow? I don't think they could count that against me since I'm doing it for that class in the first place. And if they do they can go eat a dick. AND the group I'm in elected me to write the paper for it. Okay, that's fine, but the interview that I need is on a tape. I don't have a VCR. I think Sac does, but I'll have a horrible time trying to get anything done at his house.
As much fun as I know I'm going to have, April is gonna be a bitch. Dr. Van asked me to play in Winds for the final concert (alongside the beautiful Sarahabob), on top of Band. The piece is pretty easy, but it means that I can't work in the Library on certain days.
On the family life, my mom informed me that I'll be an aunt again. And no, my sister isn't pregnant. The good-for-nothing Boy is gonna be a daddy. Poor kid. But then again, he's lied about so much, I'm not gonna believe it until I see the baby.
On the bright side, I got to hang out with Jaime and Dama today. We went on a double date and just hung out. It was fun. Dama and I are planning to take some of our gay coworkers to a male strip club. Sac turned down the invitation to join us.
In other news, I just found out about another gathering that is taking place on Saturday. Since I would really love to attend this one, Ness and I decided to move my birthday shindig to Friday, aka April Fool's Day. I know it's short notice, but I hope that the people that are out of LC will be able to make it (in particular I am addressing the EP friends and that very unhappy Silver City resident). I'll have to call France, but I think she was intending on spending the weekend up here anyway.
But yeah. I just want to make it to the end of the semester. And, uh, not fail anything.