Fridays off are the most fantastic thing in the world. No more exams! (until the real things, in which I absolutely must get straight As or as near as possible)
I may have joined a fifth orchestra yesterday, which was bad of me.
You wouldn't believe how much coursework I'm supposed to be doing for before half term. It's just not funny. I'm so tempted to abandon my current composition and start a neo-classical one. With counterpoint and neapolitan whatsits. A fugue would be very much fun.