my mother is a pill popper for Rx, which i could never understand, but i always declared that i wasn't a pill popper. but then i take several of several kinds a day, though they're suppliments and herbals and stuff like that instead of pain pills, etc.
thank you, bostondave, for the loverly Christmas Robot card i got in the mail last night, and the picture therein. it's now hanging on my wall with the rest of the cards i got so far. (three total!)
should be studying for my ear training final, as right this instant is the only time that i'll have to study for it until it happens at 7 am on thursday morning. as i'm working until 11 pm the night before (why did i offer again? aah, yes, money.) and have to leave the house around a quarter to six to make it there on time, i shall be getting little sleep. i PLAN on getting up early enough to loosen up my vocal cords with some hot tea and try to sing my scales in a place where it won't wake the roommates (virtually impossible.) i never did well on tests that i studied for in advance, though this is an ear training thing, meaning it's training my ears to listen for different rhytmic inflections and such.
my test will have three parts:
singing: when we walk in the door, we will pull a number from a hat, 1 - 20. we will then, when called, be forced to sing whatever song corresponds to this number. you'd think that would be easy, yes? but it's just a bunch of notes on the page, no words. you must sight sing everything, adding solfege to it all (do, re, mi, etc.), which i do NOT do well with an audience, though i'm certain that the other classmates are just as nervous as i. we get ONE chance to sing it and will lose points for hesitation, wrong inflection, etc. my voice sucks at the 8 am class, i'm sure it will be much worse an hour earlier.
rhythmic dictation: he will play a melody on the piano and we will have a piece of paper with a straight line on it. we will have to write the correct notes (quarter note, dotted eighth note, etc.) for the several measures that he plays. he will play them a few times, then give us mere seconds to write it down. he flips if we pick up the pencil before he says to write, which is understandable - he is trying to help us think in groups of information, instead of just bits, much like in words versus letters.
melodic dictation: taking it up a notch, he will play different melodies on the piano and we will have to write the songs on the clefs accordingly. i always did best on this one, as my rhythm sucks.
You say "sink or swim", what a cruel cruel phrase
I'd rather fly, don't want to get caught in this endless race...