Yesterday was Valentine's Day, so happy Valentine's day. . . School is so much harder now! I guess this is what I was really expecting when I came to MIT. Programming is getting harder to understand; DifEq is confusing for me as well. . .
Oh, do you want to hear something stupid? I order Midori tickets for yesterday, only to realize yesterday afternoon that the concert was at 1:00, not 8:00 in the evening like I thought! Heheheh. . . My obvliviousness knows no bounds. . . But I've got them switched to tonight. . . I'm so excited!
Orchestra is interesting. . . We're doing, in addition to the Brahms Violin Concerto, a song by an MIT composer with 4 parts: 1. Scottish folk songs which would sound pretty except we're playing 5 at the same time in different keys, 2. A jazz song called "Out the Window" (not so bad) 3. A song called Meandering Stream 4. A jungle song, where the flutes are the birds and monkeys, and the violins are the foliage.
We had sight-singing on Friday. The song was by Medelssohn, it was really pretty. The words were funny though: "The God watching Israel slumbers not; neither does He sleep." How
could have God slept and not slumbered? ^_^. I will have to know my do-re-mi's backwards and forwards, b/c we're "solfage"ing everything: singing in do-re-mi's. Or we're supposed to. If we sing skipping around, I just start guessing or hum instead. Then I'm so relieved when the teacher says, "Now we'll sing the words."
My, is Valentine's day big here! I kept seeing signs for "Valentine's Serenades, $15 by the Muses" or "by the Logs" (the Logs are our best acapella group, short for Logarythms, since everything here must be mathematical, and half this school's genius is coming up with names that are both relevant and mathematical. . .) But it was not until yesterday that I understood. . . The Logs barging in on classes and asking, "where's so and so? We have a song for her." DifEq had a total of 5 different groups: The Logs singing for a girl, and for all the new sorority pledges, a boy who had seen the signs up for Serenades and decided to make his own business too, the improv comedy troup, the Muses, and a boy who read a poem to a girl (perhaps not a group?).
I suppose I'm getting back to 6.001 now. . .