That's Dirty.

So I slept through my sightsinging class this morning by accident. Woke up 20 minutes after it started, uttered an ugly word, and got my ass out of bed. I figured hell, I just won't go...it's too late for that. Why not just focus on being on time to my rehearsal with my accompanist? Which I was, even after I actually made an effort to look presentable before I showed myself to the world again. Good work? I think so. Especially since most mornings I don't give a rat's ass what I look like, and therefore probably appear lazy to others.

Anyway. So I go in to rehearse with my accompanist for my clarinet jury at 10 AM. Let me explain a little bit about Dr. Guy...picture an older lady, short gray hair, dressed rather flamboyantly as a great number of older ladies are. Small in stature, her face quizzical like that of an owl, she appears to be a most innocent woman who would never dream of saying anything outlandish or crude. Most of the time, if you were to assume these things of her, you'd be correct in doing so. However. As I was standing there playing my little solo with her, she stops me to say something, and goes off in a tangent, which ends with the sentence "I've played this piece before, but not since Amanda (Dr. McCandless) has been here. So. I don't know what she's been doing with you, but I have my own shit on it."
I'm like whoa. That's all I have to say about that.
But yeah. She's weird. Nice, but kinda weird.

After math class today, Leah and I decided to A) get some of that delicious chicken tortilla soup from Biscotti's (this little convenient-store place), and B) have a dance party before jazz band. I know I said I would cut down on my swearing, but let me tell you. That soup is fucking good. The way the cheese melts into it and imparts its flavor upon the chicken, and the way the tortilla chips become one with the broth...and when accompanied by some harvest cheddar sunchips...hohohohohoh.
So we ate, then proceeded to shake it like a polaroid picture. When the song shuffled to "Hips Don't Lie", it made us wonder...how does Shakira move like that? It shouldn't even be possible...no human being has as much control over individual muscles as she does. Not to mention the fact that her ass refuses to quit. Seriously, Shakira. What the hell.
So we've officially made it our goal to put the integrity in our own hips by learning to move like her. Get it? Haaaaaaa.

This happened in jazz band this afternoon...
Dr. Washut: So has anyone heard the joke about a Chaconne? (pronounced Sha-cone)
Jazz II: Um no
Dr. Washut: Ok...so there's a music history class, and they're studying the early forms of songs in the rennaisance. The teacher says "Can anyone tell me what a Chaconne is?" And this freshman in the back raises her hand and says "Sure I do! It's when the bass player in a jazz band is standing back there going "Sha-cone-cone-cone-cone..."
Jazz II: *ROFL*

Later on, when I was online trying to figure out classes for next semester, I decided to go on Ratemyprofessor.com and check out some of my current professors' ratings. Not surprisingly, Dr. Washut received an overall rating of 4.6 on a scale of 5. ALSO not surprisingly, Dr. Min Lee, mine and Leah's esteemed math teacher, managed to walk away with a solid 1.6 and several people calling him "the worst teacher they've ever had". I laughed because it was so true! Their complaints were completely accurate - he doesn't do problems correctly on the board, he mumbles, is rude when approached for help, and often makes errors even in the powerpoint presentations he uses to teach. Yup. Those all sound like things I've experienced firsthand in his class. Glad to know I'm not the only one.

Highlights...

BOHHHH
~my throat feels swollen
~there was nothing on the radio in the car tonight but trash
~i didn't get to go to Harry Potter :<


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~Almost mastered altissimo on tenor today - I'm close!
~I LOVE TONI HOFFMANN AND JAZZ
~I stole two cookies from the Suzuki school banquet when I walked by it in Russell today
~Discovered I like mocha latte. A lot.
~Tomorrow is the last day of class before thanksgiving break.
~My lovely lil' sister got 6th chair out of 24 Violas at All State and was selected for the chamber orchestra. I am PROUD AS HELL!!