Cello, Boys, and my Stupid problems

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

i hate theory

i really really hate music theory. i don't understand it. there are too many rules that govern this thing that lives so richly in my soul. my other classes dont' give me so much grief. music history is just...silly. i do alright because i read the text book for fun before i go to sleep every night. aural comprehension is NO problem for me because i can hear the pitches and colors of everything. i don't need to recognize the interval because i can recognize the notes and tell what it is from that. but theory leaves me in the dark.

there are so many rules and we move at a pace that is too fast for me to truly understand. we are at new more difficult subject matter before i even comprehend what we were covering before. and the fact that this class is at 8 in the morning is rough. i want to ask if i can just switch to the 9 o clock, because i'm sure that would make a big big difference. it takes me a looong time to wake up in my mind....maybe thats why i barely passed algebra II.

i feel obliged to mention that this is the first valentines day that i haven't felt sick to my stomach for some reason. either because of being alone or being with someone i didn't want to be with. this year, i'm with someone i've always wanted to be with. and it doesn't really matter that jim wasn't actually here. we watched garden state through the phone at laughed at silly parts. its nice to have someone to talk to on so many levels about so many things, someone who accentuates me, completes me. :-)

AAGHH!! I"M SO CLICHE!!! but i like it!

3 Comments:

At 15:04, Blogger The Man said...

Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and rub it in our bacheloresque faces. Dorkface ;)

Rules have value, even to those who work from the soul. Rules allow for understanding of things and understanding allows for newer, better forms of expression. After all, how can you break rules if you didn't know they existed?

 
At 21:33, Blogger The Man said...

What's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet? Would a Dan by another other name be just as supportive?

Gan would be your best friend. Chan would always listen to your silliness. No fears ;).

 
At 21:16, Blogger Andrew said...

I had a good Valentine's Day, too. We need to get Dan a significant other. HAHA!

 

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