Well then, it has been hinted that I should post more...thus I am. But I have to wait until my roommate leaves to cut his hair into a mohawk, 'cause he's distracting me. Ok, thats better. So yea...school has started, but I don't really have any interesting stories to share. One of my big disappointments of late was my placement in band. As you may have known, I was 1st chair of the second band last year. Naturally, this year I had hoped to be last chair of the 1st band. Well those hopes were thrown into the gutter when I talked to the director at the end of last year. Still, I figured I had about a 1 in 100 chance of making that band, but the at the very least staying at the top of the section in the 2nd band. Well, we got the chair placements back yesterday....and I was put in 5th chair. BURN! Ouch. Yess, I understand that I wouldn't have gotten first chair because the first chair played in the top band last year, but didn't want to go on tour with them this year. The thing that really bugs the heck out of me is that the 3rd chair from last year beat me out for 3rd chair. Naturally, I played the good guy and congradulated him on a good audition. His reply was: "Yea, I'm not sure what happened. I only practiced the stuff like 3 times." WHAT THE (proverbial) "F"? So I practice this stuff more than I ever have practiced anything before and the result is a giant shaft in my rear. Seriously. Now, although I said earlier I played the good guy, the director offered a possible scapegoat to my infuriating situation: the need for bass trombones. *whew* So I, of course, offered my services to the man and now I'm in an entirely different section. The only problem is that one of the 1st years is pretty much a master at bass trombone, so she will most likely take the other spot and have to give me some pointers. Thats the latest news for me. As far as classes go, they're all pretty tough. My creative writing class has 2 short stories and 1, 10-minute play due AT THE END OF THE TERM. That means everything is due at once. That also means we don't get a grade until the term is over. What kind of crap is that? I dunno....but I DO know that I am a baaad procrastinater and I NEED deadlines to keep me going. The class brings a whole new level of difficulty for me. More news on that to follow. So, in conclusion: Tofu is NOT the other white meat.