End of Semester

This morning I've been staring at my breakfast for quite some time. It's an innocent enough looking yogurt, but it's all natural and only lightly sweetened with agave nectar. Not to mention it's packed full of live cultures, and has 16 grams of protein per serving. It is disgusting. But I have to eat one every morning. I hope it is well worth it.

On another note, I discovered that the record player at my house does in fact work, for some reason I was led to believe otherwise... And today I found my mom's old records. I was highly surprised to find that she has more Bach records that I have Bach CDs. These, among others, I will have to explore. I think I'll be moving the record player to my room after she leaves. As of now, we will have to share it. I've actually been trying to change my room a good bit.

I've been trying to change everything a good bit. I am determined to work out a schedule in which I can fit everything in, or at least 80 percent of it. This would be a feat considering everything I have to accomplish.

But the break will be a nice time to recollect. I will be studying some over the break. I plan on working on my music theory, as well as reading one of Copeland's books on music, and a book on biology. I think reading about biology is the most important, as I have never actually tested my strengths in science. I can't risk doing bad in my science classes, and would like to take them with honors if possible.

Waking Up... Still?

My thoughts this morning:

What is that? Oh it's my cat. Why is she meowing at me? Oh she has a sock, which she presents as a gift... of many. I am surrounded by socks. Where on earth did all these socks come from? I thought I kept them in drawers. All of my drawers are closed! My cat is magic.

Fall back to sleep. Dog (Charlie) starts whining. Wants out to pee.

Damn it. Maybe if I just ignore it... no, that's a bad idea. Charlie will pee on floor, then I'll have to get up AND clean up pee. Should just get up now.

I get up and let Charlie out. A few minutes later I let her back in.

What is that smell? What is that? That isn't normal. That smell is on Charlie. This is not good. Charlie apparently made friends with a skunk this morning... or many.

And so that has been my morning. My animals presented me with many uh, "situations," before I even had a chance to properly prepare myself for the day. However, I have managed to get a lot of violin practice in. Violin practice really forces you to wake up--coordination! So I feel that I am almost ready to begin the other "chores" of the day.

I have to clean some more. Have a guest coming over later, and thanks to Charlie I now have to figure out how to get rid of that smell. Not to mention the socks, which have migrated all over the house. All over! And of course there are the essays that I must attend to. And piano. Would like to at least get an hour of piano in.

Playlist:

1. Variations On a Noel by Dupre

(Pleasant, fascinating... wakes me up intellectually.)

2. Cantata, BWV 21 by Bach

(Same as above, but makes me feel more creative--perfect for essays.)

3. Waltz #2 In A Flat, Op. 34/1, "Valse Brillante" by Chopin

(Inspired? Yes. Determined to practice now? Of course.)

4. Etude #12 In C Minor, Op. 10/12, CT 25, "Revolutionary" by Chopin

(Not only am I inspired and determined, but now I am also highly energized. I bet you are too.)