One down, many more to go

Here I am. I survived the first week of University.
Well, sorta of.

I still have a flute/piccolo audition in 8 hours that I'm nowhere near ready for, and a column I've committed to write that I need to sit down and start.
Did I commit myself to too much?
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Nah. I can handle it!

The first week has been very interesting, learning to live on my own. I've realized a laziness in cooking is not necessarily a bad thing. I can cook large quantities of food at one time, and then re-heat it throughout the week when I don't feel like cooking. None of this "cook yourself dinner every night" stuff, no. I don't need to worry about such menial things, I've got a plan that works!

Well. This post is turning into a jumble of ideas with no logical flow. So have some music to help transition into the next topic
Here

Because that's what I was listening to last night. Live.
We ended our first week with a Faber Drive concert right on campus!
It was ... nostalgic to say the least, because I hadn't listened to them in years. Brought back good childhood memories. Somehow our conversation while walking back transitioned from music to pokemon, so perhaps that's why my ideas are all in a jumble. Because that's what this week has been. Hundreads of things thrown at me, with no coherent order or logical progression, and I'm expected to be able to take all of them, organize them and make sense of it all.
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Well, you can see how well that turned out
Be your own judge at how successful I was at surviving the first week. But at least I did survive, and that means I have many more days to look forward to!