Noli Me Tangere

i've got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight

1.5 weeks into music school and I'm already tired of it. You see, there's this stuff called practice...

The real problem is that I haven't adjusted to 8am classes and the commute to Morrow. So far, some of the learning is very easy, some more difficult. I embarrassed myself today by being wholly unprepared for the oral assignment. So I looked like a fool in front of the freshman girls. I don't remember them giggling, but I do remember me blushing.

One thing I had underestimated: the beauties. I hadn't been on a campus with them in some time and had just forgotten what it's like to see them around you all the time. They are attractive creatures, and it's hard to study when you can watch them. I like to watch them swimming. I love the gentle curve of the neck, the bare legs. They're so beautiful now that they have outgrown the awkwardness of youth. I really would like to touch them, but I'm afraid it would be unwelcome (they don't recognize me as one of their own). Also, I might get bitten. I've heard the beautiful ones are possessed of a nasty temper.

I'm talking of course about these beauties: Aren't they exquisite?

There's also a lot of geese on campus. They are not quite as graceful or interesting, but they can probably out-eat the more anorexic waterfowl any day. They leave thousands of bright green tootsie-rolls all over the sidewalks. The low-lying areas are malodorous.

The classes are good. It's surreal to be back in: oddly familar yet very different. Since some of you will ask:

So far, Aural Skills is the most challenging. Hearing is not easy under pressure, in front of a jury. Music Theory is almost all review so far. Class Piano is so boring that I nod off during exercises. And 75% of my profs are fruity. Rhinestone pinky rings, pomp and priss. The other 25% are women.

My classmates are nice, though. The program is small, so I see the same 50 folks all day long. It's sort of a commuter campus. Last week I walked by a door labeled "Student Life Office". It contained: two empty desks; carpet.

So we'll see how this goes, but the blog might be going on hiatus for a while. But first I'll try to post something from Honduras, which is where I'm headed tomorrow morning to visit TKO. Until I get back, please. Keep. It. Real.