It seems unlikely I do Music Business at Loyola next school year but maybe go back later, even do Music Business as a Performance major.  I can keep my "portfolio" linked as the blog and build on it.  It might be better just to do Violin Performance, were it possible, but the entrance requirements look rather difficult.  I'd need a teacher.  Working, I may be able to afford it later.

...one that takes FAFSA or something.

I'm gonna call some Music Production program schools and ask if I can study it like maybe at Loyola to start an orchestra or so etc.  LA Film School...

Reminiscence

It's hard to believe it.  I was glad to get out of Orlando, with the house freezing with no heat, then cooking with no AC, septic tank broken.  My dad pulled the plug.  My mom was already long dead, so sad to say..

I remember coming to East Cleveland.  It was so hard.  I'm glad I'm in a new group home and recuperating and readjusting in my habitat.  I anticipate money from my dad.  Or, I can get a job and move to an apartment.  Online school would be good, too.  I'll go peruse majors.  The end goal is to play violin, though I do miss organ and have some proficiency, too.  I just feel a bit "shy" to play violin, now.  I like this practice.  I've played for 6 years, didn't practice enough or right, and am starting over but not "lingering."  A lot of people who used to play violin as a child show me off since they played in school.  So, maybe violin will be fun, but it seems so collaborative and I didn't play as a child and maybe it just feels unfair or boring in that regard and then even more wrong than playing organ or playing piano solos.

My Dream Now: Can I Dream, Too?

Dream #1

It was very long.  I felt good again influenced by this area.  It was like a Protestant school but a dream form.

There were little classes to train to do things.

I wasn't supposed to have to think twice and was supposed to just do my thing.

It was misty.

I did mostly performance like classes of some sort.  One was to be an Administrative Representative or something, first class I think.

There were other little students and the teachers, who were bony and taller.  I don't know if the other students could do as much.

It felt very good.

Dream $2

It was long.  I was my age, and there were older girls and probably younger girls.  Another school, but more real.  This girl 1 year older was very neat and classical looking with a doll named Violet in a box, blonde hair.  I wanted a doll recently.  her hair was straight and neat, maybe feathery and coarse.  It seemed black sometimes.  My dad was in it.  We were in the backseat of a car on site.  There was a picture of a Black doll on the box I saw longer, too, and it made me worried, since I live in a Black community and it's not like living in a White one where people are sensitive to certain feelings I have.. like "coping skills" / "coping mechanisms."

It was very exciting.