August 28, 2013

Crazy Train

Band has started which means things are nuts here. Our first football game is Friday night, so I've been scrambling to get it up and going since the chairmen take their lead from me and my new football chairman, who is awesome, is a freshman Mom.

T is LOVING school. He loves all his teachers and since he's driving now and doesn't have to wait on his slug-a-bed brother, we leave every morning at 645 so he can just hang. He gets his license soon. I won't be going in anymore.

Only at his high school do you see a big Haitian priest riding his bike down the hallways. It always cracks me up.

Bones had his vocal test today. He informed me the other day that ALL freshman are tenors. I replied, "What in the heck will you then? You can't hit those high notes can you?" and he said, "You just drop out until you hit a range you can sing."

So I figured that was it... he'd be a Tenor 2.

They had a huge vocal meeting this afternoon, the entire vocal department, and she announced who would be singing in what position.

Bones is a Bass 2. He's now in the bass section. He is thrilled. His voice has dropped just a bit more and he's now the only freshman Bass.

Evidently the whole room erupted in whispers and quiet discussion about the skinny little freshman with the really deep voice.

Meanwhile, Ringo is at school and will be coming home for a long weekend on Friday. He's coming home because all his friends are driving to Tallahassee and he had no desire to make that haul. (It's about 4.5 hours to go sleep on someone's floor.)

Plus, his roommate is having a girl up for the weekend... so there is that... he decided to come home.

You know... I'm glad. I can tell from his texts that we are home base. I get texts late at night. That's when he and I talk. And then I wake up sometimes and find a stream of consciousness on my phone... a long text over whatever happens to be bugging him at 1AM.

When he awakens, I usually have answered in turn, making sure he knows I'm listening... my perceptions. I'm in his corner.

It sucks to feel alone. It sucks more to feel alone in a crowd.

So I can tell he's looking forward to it.

He has definitely changed his major to Pre-Med. He is bored in his econ class and actually hates it. I could have told him. There are business minded people and there are business minded people. I am not one of them.

The thought of taking a business class makes my eyes glaze over. Blech. Evidently its an apple tree situation.

And... he just got a bid tonight for a fraternity. We discussed before he left for school, doing things to make the campus feel smaller and networking opportunities. So we suspected he would go the Greek route.

He's excited. It was his first choice. Evidently, last week one of the brothers was telling people his name... the guy with the Announcer's Voice.

I think I've never posted that before, but Ringo has a very deep rich Announcing type voice. He actually sings beautifully, but doesn't. His voice may be deeper than Bones... it's definitely a richer more solid sound.

So all appears to be well. We're taking things a day at a time.

We're riding the crazy train.

Posted by Boudicca at August 28, 2013 10:37 PM
Comments

So, which fraternity is he going to pledge: I Tappa Keg or that other fun group, I Felta Thi?

Posted by: Angus of Jure at August 29, 2013 08:16 AM

Tell Ringo to concentrate on what he can learn about how business works - it will always come in handy even if the class is boring as all get out. Some things are just good to know and have in your back pocket.

My daughter decided at one point she wanted to do Physical Therapy. I told her "no you don't, you don't like people enough". heh. My son tried to go the engineer route. I tried to talk him out of it... he found out the hard way that he really wasn't cut out for that major (but what does mom know???)

I really hope pre-med suits him and that he finds college more enjoyable once he is in a frat.

Posted by: Teresa at August 29, 2013 01:26 PM