Realizations, or something

So, while trying to work out my schedule for next semester today, I found that I will probably end up taking around 16 credits every semester from now until the time I graduate.
Keep in mind, now, that most of these are music classes, so each class gives you anywhere from .5 to 2 credits. Pathetic.
Next semester, I will be taking 16.5 credits (again) (!) and will have a total of nine classes.  Nine.  NINE.  This is more classes than I've ever had.
This sucks, people.
I started college with a pretty impressive 37 credits from AP tests.  Well, by the end of this year (my Freshman year, mind you), I'll have 70 credits.  70.  Who does that?  Why?  It shouldn't be that way at all.
Also, if I looked at everything right, I'll be taking generals through my Junior year, just so I can stay on schedule for my program.

Anyway.  That's a little bit stressful to think about.  School is bringing me down.
The good news is that I feel a lot better about a lot of things, like cello.  I realize a lot more how much of it is up to me with personal practice and stuff.  Usually, that's a pretty good feeling.
I've also realized that not everyone sucks.

Gearing up for next round of midterms.  4 exams next week.  It might kill me.
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Links & Faves

News: Introspection in conducting

Video: Awesome thing on a great band

Music: My favorite new artist.

Me: What I've been up to


So, basically all of these have a mood with them.  I guess I've had all of those moods recently.  Maybe there's a touch of complacency seeping in to my life, but I when things happen, they're less awesome than the build up.  If that makes sense.  Like with tests, you do all this awesome studying, and then the test is nothing like what you studied and so you still do bad.  Something like that.
Then there's things that make so much sense and you just want to drop everything and pursue them completely.  That's the way music has been for me this week.  Whether it's making music on my MIDI keyboard or in the practice room with my cello, things have made sense and seemed progressive.  The drive and desire is all there, but sometimes the time hasn't been.  It's really bad when you have to stop practicing so you can get to class on time.  Often I'll end practicing at about the right time to get to class, but when you have to force yourself to stop, there's something good going on.  Sort of.

Anyway, this has felt really scattered and maybe too personal for a blog.
I can still hate things, trust me.  You'll see.

Listy

Things Music Majors are not good at:
1. Physics
2. Reading
3. Being quiet
4. Not asking questions
5. Being productive

Things I wish I was good at:
1. Taking tests
2. Getting good scores on essays
3. Paying attention for all of class
4. Blogging (kind of)

Other unrelated items in a list format:
1. Sometimes when a day seems like it's going to be really good, it turns out to be really exhausting and not in a good way.
2. Sometimes when a day seems like it will be the worst ever, it turns out to be actually pretty good.
3. Attitude isn't really everything.
4. Music is wonderful.  Music Majors are not.
5. Nintendo is a perfectly acceptable reason to stay up until 2 AM.

So that's basically it.

Steve Jobs died.  That was something.  Then everybody made a huge, enormous, ridiculous big deal of it and it was like the president just got shot.  He died of cancer, people.  Cancer kills all sorts of people.  Stop acting like you knew him.

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On a lighter note, A440.

As much as I hate Music Majors, I love my major.  I feel like the people in there actually know a bit of their stuff, because it's more of the logical side of things.  But I am a prude, after all.

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So, for the first time in what seems like a long time, I'm feeling optimistic and happy.

Crazy, right?

I'm not usually that negative of a person, don't get me wrong, but recently I've been able to brush things off that bother me and really focus in on good things.  Part of why I feel like this is a big deal is that I've had reasons to be freaking out.  I mean, I had three tests this week.  And I had to stand in line for one of them for like 30 minutes.  Ridiculous.

But that's just it.  It doesn't really bother me.  I can't be certain why, but things just seem happier all the sudden.  Maybe all this Happy Valley crap is starting to rub off on me and have a real effect.  Maybe I'm high on independence.  Maybe there's a few wild card factors in there (there definitely are.  There always are).

So, anyway.  Last night I went home for the first time since moving down to the ole' BY of U.  Home is pretty nice.  I love my family and all, but I think it's easier to appreciate that when you're away from them for a while.  So it was nice to see the fam again and watch some conference.  I guess.

I feel like I need to leave with some snide comment or something, so everyone doesn't get bored with me being sentimental and lame and all, so I'll leave you with this:
Occasionally, people are really dumb and care about really dumb things.  No good?  You're right, interwebz.  I've lost my appeal.  So let's let someone else deliver a jab for me.

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