Come On In, The Senility Is Fine

I do want to visit Reykjavík, Iceland someday.

Anyway, here’s a thought I started writing about a few months ago that was never really finished. I attempted to give it some closure, but I’m not sure how I did. I think it’s still unfinished. We’ll see.

There is a particular type of person that unknowingly annoys me to no end. The people who are good at absolutely everything are the ones who, come choosing a college or a major, could pick anything but choose something new because they know they will be able to handle it. These are the ones who get A’s in classes but don’t care for the course material as much as someone who might love the class and get a B. I prefer to acknowledge this distinction between those who care and those who find school so simple that they can go through their years without trying and virtually end up a better student than a person who cares to learn but cannot grasp the material as easily. I wish there was a greater opportunity in college admissions essays to express my love for a subject rather than prompts that yield no real insight, such as “Name a person who has influenced you and why” or “Describe your room.” (Along those same lines, I wish the admissions officers would read the essays rather than store them as a last resort for making a final decision.) What do the people who are good at everything — those who have never disappointed their parents with poor grades, who extend valuable insight in each of their classes as readily as if they are speaking in a social environment — do with the rest of their lives? While the rest of us focus our attention upon mastering a single subject, what do the people who long ago mastered all of the major subjects at a socially profound level accomplish by furthering their education? By my observations, they either choose something new or further their education in a “easy” subject in which they particularly excelled but held no real interest.

Moving on, my life hasn’t been terribly exciting lately. I started classes on January 13 and they’re all fairly good. I’m taking (as far as official class names go) General Psychology, Introduction to Criminal Justice, Survey of Western Civilization I, Studies in Poetry, Philosophy of Human Nature, Applied Flute, Wind Symphony and GU Chorale. But I just call them Psych, Crim (or Criminal Justice if I’m feeling ambitious), History, English, Philosophy, Flute, band, and choir. Because apparently “choir” is easier to say than “chorale,” or the concept of a chorale is still foreign to me. Whatever. If you guessed that I’m overloading on credits, you’re wrong. It’s still only (yes, “only,” compared to others) 18 units. I’d give a detailed description of each class if my desire was to bore whoever reads this to tears, but since I wish to retain my reputation as a somewhat kind-hearted person, I shall refrain from doing so.

I’m going to dinner in about half an hour and then going to wind symphony from 7-8, which should be fun now that we’re past the awkward sight reading stage. (Well, I suppose a short summary of wind symphony can’t hurt.) We’re playing “Lincolnshire Posy,” a six-movement piece composed (NOT A PUN) of the composer’s (there we go) arrangements of old folk songs. The time and key signatures are very odd because he — well, let’s give him a name! Percy Aldridge Grainger — wanted to keep each folk song as close to the original song as he’d heard it as possible. So we’ve got some 1.5/4 and 2.5/4 time signatures with multiple flats and sharps. The piece itself isn’t hard, it’s keeping up with the unfamiliar markings that is proving difficult. We’re not performing this until early March, though, and it’s sounding pretty good already.

Tent City is upon us. (Skip this paragraph if you detest sports.) The ticket distribution for Thursday’s and Saturday’s men’s basketball games occurred yesterday afternoon and since we’re playing St. Mary’s on Thursday, people are actually interested in going to the game because they’re our only WCC competition. There are at least 30 tents next to the intramural field full of people who will be at the front of the line for Thursday’s game. Everyone who isn’t sleeping outside who has a ticket won’t be able to enter until all of the tent people (or Tent People) have entered the arena. Then we will proceed to beat St. Mary’s and all will be well. Though we’ve never actually played a ranked team at home before, so that should be interesting. At least, not that I can recall. St Mary’s is currently #22 in the AP Poll and we’re #20. They’ve only lost one game, but they’ve only ever played unranked teams, whereas we’ve beaten Tennessee twice (they were hovering around #12 each time; one time we were ranked above them and one time we were ranked below them) and took UConn into overtime when they were #2 (we eventually lost, but I believe we actually went up in the poll). Basically, it should be an incredible game and I can’t wait to get there an hour early and get third row seats. Yay pep band!

According to the word count thing below the text box, I’m near 900 words. I think that’s a cue for me to stop or everyone will stop reading soon, if they have not done so already. I need to fix the clock on this, it’s two hours ahead. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this long, diverse entry and I cannot promise that another one will come in the near future.

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