I'm sick. I caught a cold, apparently, and it was threatening to become a sinus infection so I swallowed my pride and resigned to visiting the medical clinic. It's on the outskirts of what could be considered campus, so I rode the transit for the first time this past Thursday. First time on the transit, first time in the clinic. I'm currently on the mend, though, and should be better in a day or two. If not...
I broke a nail while practicing yesterday. Granted, it was a little bit longer than the rest of my nails, and it was my fault because I played a chord wrong. My pinky was supposed to land on a black key, but it slipped off. It's not like it hurt or anything. But I feel legit now, like I've been initiated into the ranks of hardcore pianists around the world. I've got battle scars!
Our resident ROTC pianist one-upped me, though. His song made him bleed.
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