My fear of sleeping through my first class was completely unfounded; actually I was awake 45 minutes before my alarm even went off. Excitement? perhaps...or maybe its been some of the problems sleeping I've been having since my move here, but that is another story for another time...
So, needless to say I made it to my first class without a hitch; one class in the morning (Guitar Overview) and then I had most of the day to myself to look over all the new toys...excuse me, tools I had to buy until my next class (First Aid; funny how that works, right?) at 5:30pm.
Or so I thought.
I completed my Guitar Overview class and then my Professor proceeds to start lecturing for the next class (Guitar Acoustics), without pause, until he remembers to take attendance a few minutes into his lecture. Cautiously, I wait to hear if my name is called before I decide to bolt out the door, and lo and behold, I hear my name. What the heck is going on?
Once lecture completes and we have deposited what tools we wanted at our newly assigned workstations, I head back to the house to figure out what in the world is going on with my schedule. Let me tell you, Red Wing does not make it easy on you to look at your schedule. It took me 2 hours to figure out my schedule and discover that I was enrolled in 4 classes (Guitar Acoustics, Acoustic Guitar Neck Resets, Electric Guitar Set Up, Fretwork; which I remember signing up for now that I look back on it) which were suspiciously absent from the printed schedule I received on orientation day back in April. It then dawns on me that at orientation, I only received one page of my TWO page schedule. So now, my class schedule, which was fairly open later in the semester (along with my hopes of getting a part time job), suddenly fills up quite a bit.
Damn, and I was looking forward to having Fridays off...
Anyway...This is the loot I got today (along with some of the stuff I bought earlier):
What isn't pictured is the 12in x 12in piece of plate glass that was included in tool purchase #2. Don't worry, I didn't break it. It broke me:
Evidently the edges of the plate glass are CRAZY sharp. Good thing my mom loves me and packed a whole mess of Band-Aids and Neosporin.
Other than that, I am forced to sit through my First-Aid class, despite my certification having expired this past March. The school won't let me test out for whatever reason; so now I have 2 hours of First Aid every Monday evening for 6 weeks. A bummer, yes, but my classmates are all instrument repair kids, which is kind of fun.
Tomorrow has 7 hours of power/hand tools in store for me. Why do I have a feeling I am going to need to stock up on more Band-Aids?
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