Why weep or slumber, America?

My inner child is ten years old!

The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
don't understand.


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I am surprisingly mature.

I know the way a piano should sound

Random music theory musings:

I have decided to declare myself officially bilingual. I'm sitting here partwriting, and I thought: "It's really cool that these little black marks mean something to me. To a lot of people, they're just little black marks." Then I thought: "Hey, it's like reading in another language. Like cyrillic." Thus, I am now officially bilingual. I read and write music fluently. *nods decisively*

From "Project 1: Keyboard Orientation" in our textbook:
"The physical dexterity required in this study is minimal, since the piano is relatively simple to operate in a functional role." Translation: spastics and morons are S.O.L.

Who cares about diminished ii chords, anyway?

For some reason, I cannot write note stems straight to save my life. My barlines are reasonably vertical; my note heads are perfect ovals; my stems stagger like they're on a three-day bender.

I 6/4 chords are disgusting and wrong.