Crazy day.

So I'm writing this in the five or so minutes I have to breathe before I high-tail it to the FAC to leave for tonight's performance.
CRAZINESS.
My day:
Maintenance job at 630 (am). Til 7.
Mensa from 7 til 850.
Theory from 9 til 1005.
Practice from 1005-1040.
Rehearsal with pianist for juries at 1045-1110 ish.
Back in my room at 1115 (putting the flute away and a three minute skywalk run).
In the shower at 1121.
Our of the shower at 1124.
Dressed in a dress for the concert, complete with tights, makeup (including eye shadow!) and hair done by 1145. This also included a dry shave in my room since I forgot my dress only goes to my knees and tights don't hide all...surprisingly without harming myself in the process (I didn't have a longer skirt/time to go back to the bathroom).
Check email for five minutes.
Literally run to history of science, while not getting lunch (I hadn't eaten anything at that point). Second three minute skywalk run of the day while wearing the evil black ballet flats of DOOM that I still have scars from from January of '06.
Speedwalk from hist of sci to the den to get some food. LONG LINE.
I got back to my dorm at 125, scarfed down the food and checked the email and now I need to get my knitting in case of time, concert dress and knee highs and jacket along with ipod, keys and cell phone. And water. And get over to the fac from the skywalks since the wind chill is in the single digits. It is COLD.
And I feel like falling over and having a good, long nap.
Ah well.
Time to run!...literally...

Oooh-kay.

Quote from my IS 201 prof (which is a diversity class, BTW, where we're supposed to NOT be fed stereotypes...)
"Liberals are generally poor and live a wild lifestyle."
Heh. Heh.
Yes, folks. That's right. I am liberal. Therefore my life is pretty freakin' wild!! Watch out-those knitting parties with Disney movies are pretty intense!! And the study sessions! Woah, man. Music theory is WILD. And what about the practicing? ...more intense than the knitting.
He was being dead serious...he does not joke around in class at all...and his next sentence included how conservatives are more straight-laced and are very wealthy.
*shakes head*
I just find it very funny how I'm supposedly 'wild.' Okay, maybe if I have an espresso things can get pretty hairy (me+lots of caffeine=very very very bad idea). But as Melissa puts it, "you're still not going to go streaking down the road..."

CRAZY dreams...

So I've had some nutty dreams over the past couple of nights.
I'm starting off with last night's...I only ran through it in my head right after I woke up, so some of the details are getting slightly blurred (when I tell people what happened or type it out, I won't forget; if I don't, I will).
So I was in NY on a class trip, except I have no idea what class it was for. My prof from oral com was there but there were a bunch of random people, only one of which I actually knew (Jessie from Alaska). While we were there, we visited a couple of museums. One of which was kind of at the top of a huge tower and the walls were solid glass and it was a toy museum but it was the tallest structure in NY so we spent the entire time looking out at the city. There was a McDonald's across the street from our hotel, and we ate there constantly since we all had very little money. In fact, we took turns working there to make some money even though we weren't officially hired or wearing a uniform and none of us had any idea as to what we were doing. After a couple of days, I really wanted to go to Trolley's (this AMAZING and cheap deli/diner...I miss it. While we were there, it got to the point where the employees knew us and would ask how we were doing and such...it was awesome) so I convinced Jessie and a random guy to go with me. I didn't really remember where it was except for the fact that it was around 48th street, so we just walked down 7th Ave. (times square area) until we hit 48th...except there was this high school in the middle of 7th that we had to walk through. It started around 45th street or so and went until 70th with no way of getting out, and it was freaking scary...there were metal detectors and students doing drugs/talking about their pregnancies right in the hallways...so when we finally got out we had to go to a different avenue to get to 48th street (avenues run N/S, streets E/W). We finally made it to Trolley's and went in and the entire layout of the place changed...the seating was in the middle and not the back and the cash register was in the back with the glass things with the food and such all the way around the walls and the drinks weren't bottles or cans anymore, there were fountain drinks and they had Chinese food in addition to everything else. They still recognized me, though. So we ate and it was good and then we went back and then we went to Greece (since it was right next to NY in my dream) to see a choir and my mom was there. Then my parents and I were on a flight home from England and I recorded our entire landing on my camera, from up in the sky to our front door (not the airport. We were never at an airport. We landed at my house.).
Freaking weird.
And Friday night's dream:
I was at school and Sarah, Leah, Christian and a couple of other people and myself wanted to get tattoos. So we were walking to the tattoo place (around 11pm) and when I was halfway there I realized I forgot something so I had to go back to Sarah's dorm to find it, which was in Knight's Village. In my dream, it was just a never ending maze of rooms and bathrooms in no order so it was really hard to find Sarah's room. Eventually I found her bathroom, and her tub was one of those free-standing ones and there was a plate with a bunch of cookies on it. I thought she would like it if I put the cookies on separate plates around her room/bathroom so she could have one whenever she walked past, so I started doing that but it took me a really long time to find her bedroom since it wasn't connected to her bathroom. She came back and asked me what took so long and I told her and then she informed me that it was 3am and the tattoo place closed so it was too late and I was really mad. Then it was the next day and I was at home with Sarah, Leah and Christian. Leah was going to take us to the tattoo place since she had a car, but the place wouldn't let Sarah and I come back so we had to go grocery shopping with Christian and get some food and a disguise so they wouldn't recognize us. While we were shopping, I had a dilemma over some $4 hot chocolate I wanted because it came in a pretty tin. We found this hair gel that changed your hair color while you were wearing it to use as our disguise, and I took the last bleach blonde one which made Sarah mad because the only one left was red and she has red hair (though in my dream it was more reddish with brown highlights). So we go back to my house and put on our "disguise" and we're ready to go when Leah decides that she doesn't want to take us (BTW, in my dream Leah and Christian were going out even though Leah's engaged and Christian is going out with Lourey in real life...). I was really ticked because we lost our ride, so Sarah and I go to talk to my mom who was in her room which was attached to a sun room which was where her bed was and when I asked if she would take us she got mad and was like "you're at home and I'm not going anywhere. Just take the car and drive yourself!" and then I remembered that I had access to a car and I was happy. Then it started to rain and since my mom's bed was in the sun room, it started to rain on it so she had to leave and I asked her why she keeps her bed out there when it gets rained on a lot and she just laughed. So Sarah and I went to the tattoo place (which will never ever happen because Sarah is absolutely terrified of needles...worse than I am of wrists and heights combined) and I got a heart with two eighth notes on the opposite ankle of my current tattoo.
And that's how it ended.
Now where all of that came from, I have absolutely no freaking clue...but I would really like to know...

I SURVIVED!!!!!

So I had an evil sight singing test of doom *and* a melodic dictation test of IMINENT DOOM today. I was really freaked out. In fact, I've been unreasonably stressed about both all week. Sight singing (having the music and singing the intervals w/o anything in the background) was more of a concern...it wasn't at first, but when I went to practice Tuesday morning I realized that I seriously could NOT get interval distances with my voice. At all. My major seconds sounded like minor seconds and I don't even know what was going on with any of my thirds. It took me about two hours to kind of be able to plunk through the first four (out of nine two or three line, small songs), but I could only stay around the right pitch when I'd hit random notes on the piano while I was singing. It was bad. I've been practicing it for two or three hours every single freaking day. I was going to go for another hour this morning, but my throat is a little sore and I've done so much I realized that whatever was going to happen was just going to happen and that was it. If I started practicing and got it right I'd be over confident (which is not good), if I got it wrong I'd be a basket case. It was a good thing I didn't practice today as my voice really started cracking when I started the test. And guess what?
I GOT AN A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =D=D=D=D=D=D=D=D=D=D
I'm pretty much ecstatic. I was expecting *maybe* a B. Maybe.
And the dictation test...where the prof plays a little melody on the piano, we're given the time and key signatures with the starting note and we have to write out the rest of the notes and the rhythms. It went really really well. I've been practicing that like no other as well. I think I did 18 practice things on the Horvit CD over a span of a couple of days. Pretty much, I've been doing nothing outside of ear training this week. Yahoo.
To celebrate surviving I got some Ben and Jerry's from the Den and just had almost half. Ha. =]
LESS THAN TWO WEEKS UNTIL THANKSGIVING!!!
Outside of the world of ear training and all things evil, life's been good. I'm so freakishly happy that it's Friday. Seriously. I've been going on 4-5 hours of sleep every night this week. Yesterday Mountain Dew started losing its effect on me...which never happens. Normally I can randomly nap during the day or go back to bed after my maintenance job before my first class, but I've had so much to get through I only did that once-yesterday, and in the half hour I had to sleep I had a full-blown REM cycle crazy type dream that I still remember. Normally it takes me a half hour to lose consciousness. I've been exhausted. But it's OK...I survived the tests. And life is glorious.
Tonight is Spiderman 3 watching with my suite as Sarah's going home and Rachel V is in the play. Tomorrow is going to the play. And now officially begins the rush to accomplish as much as humanly possible before Christmas with Wartburg because I will have no life outside of concerts that week...which is really really exciting. =D In my world, at least. But I'm giving myself a day or two of no ear training. =D

L.O.L.

Is this not the most hilarious thing ever?!?

Concert weekend! Woo!

Band concerts, while they *do* take up a lot of time, make my life happy. Last night W.E. did really well as a group...today, not quite as much, but I did better personally. And today I got to see Symphonic Band, and they were pretty darn good! =]
Last night was the WCCB Halloween party and it rocked. Sarah loaned me her quidditch robes that she made a while back and I stole a broom from Vollmer ground (since they lock our supply closets...) and she went as a Hogwarts student in her normal robes with her conducting baton as a wand and people kept telling the both of us we looked like Hermione. So I became action figure Hermione (complete with a broom from Barbie's supply closet) and she was academic Hermione and Sarah discovered that she could pop balloons with her baton so towards the end of the party Lourey recorded us having contests where we took turns throwing and popping the balloons and it was pretty much hilarious! We were doing that for around a half hour I think...eventually we ended up in the lobby instead of the band room and we took turns throwing the balloons and each other from the balcony. Best Halloween party ever! =]
Today has been OK so far...the band concert was good. But I have been rather homesick. I'm better now than I was earlier, but still...I haven't been home since the end of August and I won't be until Thanksgiving...even calling home every day, it's hard to be so far away for this long. As long as I have a car next year, I'm probably going to go home over fall break (I was considering just hanging around here to save even a little gas money as it's going to cost so much next year).
Sometimes I feel like I'm a bit of a doormat...like I should stick up for myself more...which I know in the past I really have been one huge doormat, I'm at least a little better about it now. I just wish I'd think of things to say when they happened instead of a half hour later. By that point it's normally all water under the bridge and I'm not brooding over trivial things.
I'm not looking forward to tomorrow at ALL. For IS 201 (a diversity gen ed requirement...yahoo) we're going to an Islamic center in Waterloo for a field trip. (class has been mercifully canceled on Tuesday! Yay!!!) But. Our prof is requiring all the females to wear head coverings. Because apparently we can't be respectful of them with our heads uncovered. The guys aren't being asked to do anything different at all...just us girls and when we were making that point in class the prof just got flustered and went on a huge rant about the different roles men in that culture have. Which they have different roles. That's a given. He was completely ignoring our point that we're the only ones being singled out because of something beyond our control when the entire point of that class is to get us to stop singling others out for things like race or gender and such. Oh and because I don't have anything to cover my head with (other than a hat, which is unacceptable) he's supplying the head covering (for the rest of the class, too). THAT'S exciting....I'll just be glad when the trip is over and done with. And the class.
My tattoo has finally entirely healed! YAY! I am so excited! Up until now the hearts have been peely and not really the right color...but they've darked up from a pink and non existent orange to their original bright red and bright orange. =D Happiness.
I think that's about all that's been going on as of late...I should do some homework before Desperate Housewives is on. I need to do laundry sometime, too.