Received a lovely e-mail from my former theory professor. This was not the sort of attention from the music dept. that I was looking for. Guess who gets to RE-redo the last part of the theory exam? yeah, me. Motherf***ers.
I don't know what part of this doesn't mean shit to me no one seems to understand. It's not like I have anything invested in it. That makes it easy to do it over coz I don't feel the least bit guilty if it is does crappy. At the same time, it is a waste of my time to do something AGAIN that is not important. It's not something I'm going to need after I graduate. It's like 90% of what we learn in public school -- meaningless.
More fun, I have the honor of making an appointment so we can discuss it after I've done it AGAIN. Gee I can't wait.
They just couldn't leave well enough alone. When I said to e-mail me if there was anything missing, I didn't mean it. Perhaps I should've added "I don't really mean that. I'm just being polite. Leave me the hell alone. -- Screw you all, Sarah"
Hmmm, maybe not.
Oh I'll do it again, like a good student should, even though I'm the disgrace of the Music Dept., the rebel child who didn't play by the rules. Naughty me for taking one extra semester, AND changing my major (slightly) to boot! Let's not forget I was the transfer student from a community college (ewww...NOT). I'll do it again, and hope this time they will just leave me be in peace. That's all I want really. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't go to Commencement in May. They can mail my degree for all I care.
Whatever...I know this will end. And that is more comforting that even I can comprehend right now.