Seventeen

365 days ago I wrote a post entitled "Seventeen" because I was going to be home in seventeen days. Well, I decided to do it again.

In seventeen days, I will once again be home for Thanksgiving break. With the exception of Ear Training (I have a test the Monday after break), I want to be work-free. I've been a bit of a slacker lately, and I have more work now than I did at this time last year I think. Well, it's a different kind of work. I like the work I have now much more than I did last year. A lot more. Even the stuff I really don't like to do isn't that bad. It's just boring.

I have the privilege of registering for class a week before everyone else because I'm a Peer Advisor. I have a great schedule, too. No classes on Monday and no classes before 11. My Thursday's intense: class 11-1 and then 2-8 with no break. My last class of the day is with Jay Fialkov, so it's all good. Most importantly, I have Paul Stiller for Ear Training 4. I based my schedule around his class. I'm potentially taking a harmony course on the Beatles. I have to test out of Harmony 4 to do so. Or I can try for a waiver. I'll have to investigate.

I need to get on a better schedule. These next 17 days can kick my ass into gear. The best thing is, at the end of the 17 days, I get to go home and see all my friends that I haven't seen in a while. Including the one and only Bob Thompson.

Today, Part Two

Mission Accomplished:

4. Spend 45 minutes on Ear Training. Check.
6. Catch up in Legal Aspects. Check.
7. Work on a song. Check.

Seven is a good number. I made a list of seven goals for tomorrow. I'll spare you the list (it's not that exciting). Anyway.

If you live in the Boston area and are free this Friday night, don't miss Tom Howie at King's!

More of the Same/A Minor Setback

I'm back on my productivity kick. Not that I ever really stopped. I've got seventeen days until I'm done my first semester. I have a ton of work to do, too. As well as a ton of working out to do. I don't know why, but I was an eating machine today. I ate everything in sight really. That was not good. I'm definitely going for a run and/or hitting the gym for a vigorous workout. I need to.

That being said, it's full steam ahead for the next two and a half weeks.

I must go, there is work to be done.

A Wasted Day?

As I mentioned in my last post, I'm going to be uber-productive until Thanksgiving break. And I am, and I will continue to do so. I just had a minor setback today, but I still managed to accomplish a couple of things. I finished creating my ideal schedule for next semester, I joined the Tennis and Racquet Club, I finished the rough draft of my essay (which is terrible), I did my Ear Training homework, and I practiced--which is a bigger deal than it should be. All of this was completed between the hours of 12 PM and 8 PM, with the exception of my essay which I completed at 3 AM.

Despite all that, which really isn't all that much, I feel like I wasted today. I woke up late. Granted, I was up late, but still. It's annoying, but it's in the past. So now I'm just gonna keep chuggin' along, full speed ahead for fifteen days.

I'm still on my I-have-to-go-to-Manhattan kick. I won't get over that until I actually go to the city, which won't be until next semester. I have two free weekends from now until the end of the semester. One of which is next weekend, and that would conflict with my productivity kick--which is more important to me right now.

I haven't been productive creatively lately. I'm gonna fix that. Right now.

Seventeen

Seventeen is a magic number. In seventeen days I will be home for Thanksgiving, which means I have seventeen days to get as much done here as humanly possible. I plan on getting as much practice time in, as well as doing as much as I can in my College Writing and Ear Training classes (I have a syllabus in each class), and working out as much as possible. All while maintaining somewhat of a social life. I want to have a work-free Thanksgiving break. Or at least as work-free as possible. I also need to lose some weight I have recently gained. I don't care about my actual weight (muscle weighs more than fat anyway), I care about how I feel. Right now I don't feel as good as I could physically. Exercise is good for more than just fat-burning/muscle-gaining, too. It's a stress-reliever, and it helps you sleep better (and I'm sure I'm not the only one that could use a better night's sleep). If I may quote Elle Woods (Reese Witherspoon in "Legally Blonde"), "Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don't shoot their husbands." So true, Elle. So true.

That being said, I better get to work. There's a lot to do between now and November 26th.