school. w00t.

so. it's only the second day of school and already i spent part of the morning napping in the lobby of schoenberg. yaaay, tired! school is definitely in.

( on classes )

once i get enrolled in everything, i think i'll have something ridiculous like 28 units (over-achiever much?) ... the big classes are theory, history, conducting, physics, and calc; the 2-uniters are lessons, bnad, wind ensemble, and orchestra (whichever one i get into. assuming i make either one this year, which is probable i think since my audition this year was far far better than last year's and also i've played for neal & dan now).

my teacher this year is john steinmetz, who plays first in the LA Opera and also does studio work and teaches at CSU Fullerton. my mom asked john (campbell) about him, and she said he likes him, and thinks i will, too, which is definitely cool; i'm pretty excited. he e-mailed us about setting up our first lessons on wednesday, and i think we're kind of intended to communally decide on who is going to go when, but so far only two of us have actually replied to the e-mail (myself included) and i'm kind of getting antsy about it, since there's really only one-and-a-half time slots that i can do... my schedule is insanely tight this year. i barely managed to squeeze in shortish lunch/practise breaks, and not even that on tuesdays, which will go (if i make philharmonia) straight from nine to seven with only ten-minute breaks to dash between classes. Luckily that's the day I don't have math at eight. still, it's not much. i'm not sure how much practise time i'll actually be able to get in yet, which is a little bit scary. it'll be scarier when i actually have shit to practise, and my drive to actually do so ebbs. i mean, there's always at night... but i also have homework that i'll need to do then... and having a life might be nice, since i have all these new friends in bnad... *bites lip* I may have bitten off more than I can chew.

But!!! tomorrow is my first football game and i am SO EXCITED. I even get to march this one ( insert band ramble here )

Also. White Dinkles!! hee. i think bnad might be my current favourite class. is that sad?

anyway, um, yeah. now i should start homework, i guess, since that's why i decided not to go to the women's volleyball game tonight and bond with bnad people. yeah.

addendum: bitch & moan

1) bitch: so far, erin and i have been friendly enough, in an awkward, tense way that bespeaks sentiment of "i want to eviscerate you and post your remains and all your belongings to the furthest reaches of antarctica," at least on my part. but no outright hostility. i'm kind of disgusted by her, though. she leaves puddles on the bathroom floor (and despite having forgotten a bath mat, i do have a perfectly good towel in there that is obviously meant to serve the purpose), and doesn't hang her towels so that they actually dry, so currently they are musty and damp and disgusting... and she's getting a cold but still went out swimming at night because she is a stupid bint (this was last night and i was out, first at band and then at the LA Phil opening night gala (because neal got tickets for us -- they played ravel's mother goose suite, de falla's master peter's puppet show (with amazing puppets & puppeteering btw), and bolero and it was SO good and i like shawn mouser's sound and i got confetti this year because i'm five years old whee) but the point is i didn't have a chance to say anything about it and i probably wouldn't have if i had, but it just irks the hell out of me because it's so FUCKING DUMB); and also she has had the room all shut up and stuffy of late and so when i walk in, i can feel the germs in the air like a warm miasma of contagion and it is absolutely. disgusting. like you would not believe. she's out again right now, so i have the window open and the fan on and i swear to god if she gets me sick i will disembowel her and strangle her with her own intestines. i really really will.

2) moan: this is actually not a moan, or even a pout really; just an update on the guy in bnad. as it turns out he's commuting to school this year (which sucks), partially from a house somewhere and partially from his girlfriend's place in valencia. which is a little bit disappointing, but eh. whatever. i'm well accustomed to sort-of-fancying guys who have girls, so it's all good. he's still really fun.

um, right. okay. homework. okay.