**Disclaimer: I am no longer a music major. But I am keeping this list, because it definitely still applies to my attitude about... everything
1. You note the part-writing errors in the hymns at church
1. You note the part-writing errors in the hymns at church
2. You start stressing out when the leading tone doesn't resolve
3. You get Solfege stuck in your head ALL the time, and sometimes you sing it in the shower. Really.
4. When you are listening to music on the radio, you find enjoyment in being able to find "do" at any given moment
5. When your brother Bryan is juicing oranges, you figure out what "note" the juicer's motor is humming and you freak out with joy when you run to the piano and realize you were actually right (Yes, it was indeed an A. Be proud)
6. You start a blog just because you're excited about the playlist
7. Um.... you're pretty much completely DEAF. (okay, maybe that one is just from stupidity of loving to listen to loud music when I am cleaning the bathroom or snowmobiling or driving alone....or maybe it's just selective hearing...we'll never know.)
8. You feel like a total snob when watching people conducting hymns....because it drives you nuts. (Because of course you had to take an entire course on conducting and you learned the right way to conduct. And they are not, in fact, doing it accordingly. Yes, that bar is, indeed, the downbeat. Bless their hearts. See what a snob this has made me? dang it....)
9. You can't listen to classical music without starting to analyze it
10. You get really excited about modulations.
Yes, I was a Music Therapy major. Yes, I loved it. It is still a huge part of my life, and I am so grateful for my time at Utah State. If you ever wish to know why I changed to nursing, when science is hands-down my WORST subject, I will tell you. If you ever wish to know if I survived nursing school...well... stay tuned. So do I.
Love. :) I've caught myself doing those a few times. Back in high school I was pro at solfege, but not so much anymore. Kudos Kaitlin. You are my hero.
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