-"Oh crud! It's SO EARLY! Does anyone actually function this early? I'm soooooo tired...It's so early! SO EARLY! What was I thinking?!? I NEED to get up. NOW. Ok. Go. Well...maybe in five minutes. What am I going to wear today? Oh yeah...I already laid that out. It's so early! I need to practice. GO PRACTICE. Why the heck would I do that so early? Eh...I could just lie here...NO. I have to practice. GET UP."
Etc. Thinking along those same lines happened for approximately the next half hour, until I was finally in the music building by 6:10. My first hour was extraordinarily unproductive, but once I ate breakfast and woke up a little bit more, the second hour was very nice. However, I do need to doctor up my reeds, because right now the back pressure makes it feel like I'm killing 2,000 brain cells per one second of playing. Nevertheless, these things can be fixed.
I'm planning on trying to get up as early tomorrow, and maybe if I go to bed really early this evening, getting up tomorrow morning won't be quite as difficult.
Also, I'm now 21. It doesn't feel any different, and while I always thought that 21 sounded rather grown up, it doesn't really sounds like that any more. It just sounds like a number. I went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner, which was delightful, and when I came back a whole bunch of wonderful people were in my room waiting for me! When I walked through the door they all starting singing and dancing, and it was a fantastic way to end the day. So, while I'm pretty sure that none of them read this, thank you all for being the best friends I could ever have! :)