It is now the
beginning of my last week of vacation before my music studies begin.
I wouldn't usually be able to say this, but somehow, I've genuinely
been looking forward to the day. The reason as to why shouldn't be
hard to guess at this point – after all, I've stated many a
time how much of a beloved hobby music is to me.
That and I can finally get away from my parents for the time being. As much as I love them, they can be quite the annoyance at times. Especially my mother with how she either bothers me at the least appropriate times imaginable or throws a tantrum over a completely assumed scenario. Getting some distance between her and me is going to do a lot of good for my mental health.
Rather than write another essay on her annoying habits, however, I'll try and focus on the actual topic at hand for once.
As much as I'm looking forward to beginning my studies with music, the fact that it's going to happen in a week from now hasn't fully hit me yet somehow. Then again, I can only be so surprised. These things do have a tendency to take their time with me.
Actually now that I think about it, chances are it's a trait of Asperger's. I've never had much of an affinity for mental preparation, in all honesty. Practical preparation, on the other hand, I'm a self-proclaimed master of. I make a mental checklist of things I need and pack them accordingly. I make the necessary reservations and purchases. I check and double-check everything prior to departure.
Either way, I can't wait to begin a new stage in my relationship with music. I have a feeling it's going to be nothing short of fun.