The one good thing about having all of your classes in a music building: being able to listen to someone playing Brahms while taking a massive, dining hall induced shit.

I don't get why it's so fucking hard for people to listen to me. Apparently I am just not to be taken seriously under any circumstance.

I know I probably complain about scheduling a lot, but seriously the School Of Music and Fredonia as a whole is absolutely ridiculous. This week, I had to ( Read more... )

So I guess I just don't exist and don't like talking to my friends because apparently I don't have any. I mean I guess it's cool to just be completely ignored by the people that are supposed to be there for me blah blah blah

I'd say I'm excited to leave Oswego but it'll just be exactly the same in Fredonia.

"This isn't middle school, this is real adult life. I HAVE CIVIL RIGHTS." - bearded weirdo at hair salon.

Justin Beiberfucker is the worst fucking thing that has happened to mankind since the Holocaust.

Things = straight up stupid.

After three exams, two essays, two juries, a presentation, an engraving project and a film-scoring project, I am done with finals week. I cannot wait to be home.

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Music majors are the absolute worst people alive. But at least their awful, pretentious douche-baggery makes for hilarious stories.