Well...being a music major is still great. But of course it has its difficulties.
For example...right now I'm working on some counterpoint. I know...you have no idea what that is. But suffice it to say that it's the music major's equivalent to math. I have now been working on the same two 12 bar melodies for over 2 hours. There are only two notes in each bar...
So I've moved around, rewritten it, reviewed my notes, and nothing. I'm not even bad at counterpoint! I get it. I'd probably be done by now if I didn't understand it so well because I wouldn't see my bloody mistakes.
But I'm still here. Five minutes ago working in a chair, and twenty minutes ago on the arm of a couch across the hall and before that cross-legged on a futon. Now...I've commandeered George's computer to write a blog about how I can't figure out a homework assignment. I'm surrounded by boys who are in the same predicament.
Trevor left his calc homework to write a blog post (guess where he got that idea! I'm such a good influence). Tony is trying to motivate himself through 19 pages of P Chem.
Tony: "Come on Tony, only 15 pages." And Sean has been wading through whatever left brain muck he's been stuck in for the last 2 hours.
Oh sooo much work work work to do! Good luck everybody!
God help me.
