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...man, and I thought Toccata and Fugue in D minor was fun to listen to...

Yeah, got the sheet music. Internet + public domain = me breaking my printer trying to print out 15 pages of Bach. I'm still on the 'Toccata' part (the easy part), but so far I've made my mom and both my cats jump about a foot in the air blasting it on the keyboard in pipe organ mode. It's cliche as all hell, especially the first measure, but man is that a show-off piece. And lots of fun to play.

So, on Saturday I leave for camp and on August 14 (13? not sure) I go straight from camp to college. So in effect these are my last two days at home. Everything feels exactly the same as it always has; it's rather difficult for me to comprehend that I leave the day after tomorrow and won't see home again until October or so, which is my first break.

I never saw myself as getting all sentimental over people, but that's really going to be what I'll miss, I think. I mean, I can bring my computer with all my files, bring the same old books to read again and again, and if I keep the same old sheets and blankets it'll be easy enough to forget that I'm not sleeping in my own bed anymore. But I can't exactly bring my parents or my cats to college with me, can I? I mean, damn, my parents are cool. They're not all evil like people seem to complain about their parents being. And my cats... I love my fucking cats, even if it's annoying when they leave hairballs in the bathtub. I don't wanna leave, almost.

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...man, and I thought Toccata and Fugue in D minor was fun to listen to...

Yeah, got the sheet music. Internet + public domain = me breaking my printer trying to print out 15 pages of Bach. I'm still on the 'Toccata' part (the easy part), but so far I've made my mom and both my cats jump about a foot in the air blasting it on the keyboard in pipe organ mode. It's cliche as all hell, especially the first measure, but man is that a show-off piece. And lots of fun to play.

So, on Saturday I leave for camp and on August 14 (13? not sure) I go straight from camp to college. So in effect these are my last two days at home. Everything feels exactly the same as it always has; it's rather difficult for me to comprehend that I leave the day after tomorrow and won't see home again until October or so, which is my first break.

I never saw myself as getting all sentimental over people, but that's really going to be what I'll miss, I think. I mean, I can bring my computer with all my files, bring the same old books to read again and again, and if I keep the same old sheets and blankets it'll be easy enough to forget that I'm not sleeping in my own bed anymore. But I can't exactly bring my parents or my cats to college with me, can I? I mean, damn, my parents are cool. They're not all evil like people seem to complain about their parents being. And my cats... I love my fucking cats, even if it's annoying when they leave hairballs in the bathtub. I don't wanna leave, almost.