The Ultimate Senioritis

Wednesday, December 3rd

I woke up at 1:30pm. I got dressed around 3:30pm. I practiced from 4:30-7pm. I went to dinner at the Market Thai Restaurant in Ladbroke Grove afterwards (awesome sizzling steak strips with thai sauce and coconut rice) to celebrate Andrew’s birthday. It was funny when they turned off the lights, walked out with a cake and lit candles, and walked right by Andrew to another table in the corner. You could see his hopes crushed as they walked away. Hilarious. I came back to the flat, had a glass of wine and listened to the Ranger’s game.

Note the lack of homework.


Tuesday, December 2nd

British Art & Architecture was awesome today. Why? Maybe because it was our last class meeting… or maybe it was because I got my first A on a paper. I’m not sure exactly how, but I’ll take it. Thank you, Susan Bracken. I even answered a question correctly today, just after waking up from a nap. I am so done with college.
After that, I practiced for a few hours then went grocery shopping at the new Waitrose that opened up right next to our flat. It’s beautiful inside, and the prices are comparable to Somerfield. I spent the rest of the night chilling out, watching the office and not doing work.


Monday, December 1st

Shakespeare was a trip this morning as we went over three comedies in 1 class (different than the usual 1 play over 3 classes). I have officially checked out of college. It’s so hard to stay motivated, especially when I’m a few assignments away from graduating. After class, I had a lesson with David Powell which went really well, considering I hadn’t practiced that much this past weekend. The lessons have changed from me playing for a teacher to me playing for someone who seems like more of a peer that can give me a few pointers. It’s not that I think I’ve mastered the euphonium or anything close to that, but I feel that he’s helped me to the point where I can fix the problems that he’ll critique me on before the lesson. I still really enjoy the lessons, as I get to play music for a great musician and we can bounce ideas back and forth about what is best musically.
That night, Omar, Andy, a girl named Ashley and myself went to see Spamalot. We got tickets, and ate in Chinatown at a very new, ritzy restaurant where everything was pretty expensive. I only had soup. Then we went to the show, and it was absolutely freaking hilarious. Everything I ever thought it could be. And I’m glad I got to see it when I did, since it’s closing in a month.