Dear god, it is hot outside and in. Who knew the dorms could get even more uncomfortable? So, last night, both windows in my dorm were left open so my roommate and I wouldn't melt. Of course, we're overlooking the busiest street on campus where the buses and trucks and whatnot go 24/7, so, needless to say, I got very little sleep and am not a happy camper as a result.
BUT a dear, long-lost friend of mine got a facebook account, so I know he's alive.
AND I'm waiting to see if I got into "hard core" pep band. Dave sucks at getting back to people, so the list may or may not be up for another few weeks or so.
Speaking of band... There was a clarinet class a few days ago where a bunch of the clarinetists and clarinet professor got together and played their jury music for the group. I came an hour late due to a class conflict, and I only heard a few people play. Those people were fabulous, two of which are already in wind symphony. I played alright, but it was nothing spectacular. I was feeling pretty upset because I thought my chances for getting into wind symphony anytime soon was basically zero because all these people were way ahead of me. When I went to my clarinet lesson a day later, I was told that before I got to the class, several of the clarinetists got so nervous that they messed up pretty badly and almost got to the point where the couldn't play because of nerves. So that made me feel better, as mean as that sounds. Furthermore, my clarinet professor told me that I have a "better chance than not" to make it into wind symphony. It's hard to say if he was telling the truth or if it was something he tells to all his students.
In addition to hurriedly getting jury music together, my anthropology class was assigned to write three essays for our final exam. We have the option of writing two of those essays in class, but I'm writing all of mine outside of class. Thus far, two of the three are written, but, goodness, it has been stressful. I'll be super duper happy when I'm done.
--Elie
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