I got back and got all my stuff ready for my first class, Marching Band. I packed two notebooks, my algebra book, study book, binder, and laptop into my backpack. With a mellophone in one hand and a vitamin water in the other, I headed to Marching Band. I also underestimated the distance needed to get to the Music Building. Two minutes late, I walked into an already starting class. I pulled out the music and mellophone and sat down.
We stretched and breathed for a half and hour, then got our instruments. After a few tuning notes, we went outside. Once outside Prof. Velez walked out with a portable speaker and a tuner, starting us off with the fight song.
The fight song was a challenge. I had not yet memorized it, so it proved to be a challenge when we turned the stands around. The playing of the mellophone proved to be a challenge too. Proper positioning requires a ten degree angle up from the body. Now that angle meant that one is not physically able to look through the instrument at the music. We played the fight song and we played the fight song again and after that we played the fight song again. There was music for a second verse, but Prof. Velez decided that we were to sing the song that second time through, a fact that we had not expected. So band turned out to be a memory game. About five till 9, we went back in. I got a polo and a water bottle and left for the long haul to Chemistry that would take more than five minutes to do.
So I made it to class to find the room full and Dr. Macrae already talking. With mellophone, shirt, and water bottle in hand, I took my seat in the back. I slung off the thousand pound backpack and rested. My body was seriously needing energy with no breakfast and a very meager dinner the night before. I made it through the syllabus and took a small quiz to test my knowledge of Chemistry. I grabbed all my gear and tried to squeeze through the door to get to College Algebra.
Now, Mr. Gasper was a very interesting individual. Rather short, slender, and in his mid to late 60s. He was a nice guy, but like I said about a thousand times, "He could put rocks to sleep."
Then came lunch, awesome for the sheer fact that it meant some kind of food. Better because it meant that I could get some energy for the day! I met Amy Bueno, a girl who happens to be in my Chemistry Class and Biology Class, (Bio will come later).
True to my word, Bio came soon after. It is held in a lecture hall and is my largest class. Dr. Stumpf is an interesting person. He seems to like to throw out puns and jokes for people to get, but the problem was that Amy and I were the only ones laughing! The others seemed lulled into a sense of total apathy, barely registering any signs of life apart from the occasional sigh.
After Bio, I had an hour to kill prior to English Composition. I chose to practice my instrument like all good students do, and got on Facebook.... I went to English Comp. and was surprised by the fact that my teacher reminded me a little of Mrs. Rust, my 11th grade English teacher. She will probably be a fun teacher to have because I like to write and we're going to be writing on topics that are relevant for today.
That evening I went to a BBQ, the food was good, and free. I had nothing to do for the evening, so that officially ended my first full day of school.
*note: Future entries will more likely be general in nature, taking up several days of time. (Not that you wouldn't mind....)
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