The Theory Assignment that is Never Done

Hours and hours I've spent working on this assignment
Pouring over notes and rests
Trying to figure out how to make sense of this great big line of black dots on a page
Instead of sweet completion,
I am left with utter confusion
I would like to say that I'm good at music,
That it comes naturally for me
But it would seem that Second Species Counterpoint desires to prove me wrong
I suppose that you could say maybe I'm too creative for it's limitations
Or maybe that the context in which it is constructed does not suit my learning style
You might also say however,
that I just don't get it and should go running through a field to try and clear my head
Or that today just isn't my day
Any old way you look at it,
I've got a few hours left before it needs to be slid underneath the door to my professors office
And yet, here I am blogging about it

Winter

Winter is here at CMU. It seems like just yesterday that it was fall. Well, actually it was. The leaves on the trees were green, the sun was shining, and then all of the sudden the wind blew in, the leaves instantly fell from the trees (it was the strangest thing I had ever seen), and the snow started falling. It was a strange and beautiful sight all at once.
I've always loved the first snow fall. At home we always play a Christmas CD or two on the first snow fall, so this morning Kylie and I played Ella Fitzgerald's, "Ella Wishes you a Swinging Christmas." It was a great way to start winter.
Here's a look-see at what the weather is like outside.

Not as snowy as it was earlier, but winter has arrived!

The passing of music history

Two blogs ago I mention how much I loved music history and talked about all the neat and interesting things I had been learning.

This week, however, I had to drop the course. Due to some rather pesky illness that I've been fighting all summer I felt that it would be better to drop one of my most time consuming courses and take time to get better, rather than be dead at the end of the semester and not be able to come back.

I am slightly, but not overly, saddened that I had to drop music history. It is such an insightful course that has taught me boundless loads of information about where Western music came from and how it is what it is today. Also, now I don't have to study my brains out in an attempt to pass the nearly impossible listening tests that are once a month; which makes me very happy.

School is a wonderfully amazing thing and I think I would be a student forever if 1) I didn't have to pay such an exorbitant amount for tuition, 2) I didn't require final exams to pass classes (final exams hate me and I hate them), and 3) if I could keep everyone roughly the same age so that I didn't feel like one of the Golden Girls every time I walked into a class room.