it's remarkable how satisfying those words are. short and precise. a proclaimation and an affirmation. subtle. but satisfying. victory is mine tastes nice upon the lips, and you lose fills the dark, vengeful void inside, but I win appeals to that primordial desire to take one more step, climb one more mountain, claim one more battle. I win is that warm glow you felt when you beat your sister at hide-and-seek. I win is that surge of excitement you got the first time you outran the kid around the corner. I win never grows up.
speaking of me winning, I achieved a musical victory tonight. I can now play a b-flat major scale and twinkle, twinkle little star on three different instruments. trombone-honking is my new favourite hobby. unfortunately for all roommates, ferrets, neighbours and random passerbys within a quarter-mile radius, it still sounds vaguely like a lake freighter with phlegm in its pipes. but we'll get there.
I have won another battle in my war against the u of t psych department. I am finally enrolled in physiology/psychology of emotion! one of the courses I have been most looking forward to taking. that gives me four courses for the fall semester; now I'm just waiting on social psych, the 200-level course I need in order to graduate.
AND, to add to today's ever-growing pile of victories, I survived the grade 4 harmony exam this morning. we'll see how it really went when I get the results, but it wasn't as bad as I was afraid it would be, considering the amount of homework I didn't do.
sweet, sweet victory.