I'm guessing that none of your accounts are remotely accurate of what actually happened. You forgot about the boring 30 minute wait to get on the bus, waking up with an unusually high amount of irritation for no reason and it colouring the events of the entire day and other subtle stuff that actually happened and was important but inconvenient to remember. But I digress...
Actually, I had a totally brilliant day.
6:00am- got up, had breakfast, felt excited. Got a hug from my parents and got dropped to the station.
7:19am- Got the train to London, did an hours' worth of composing. I'm currently writing a symphony and was working on the second movement, an adagio. The Gond features heavily.
8:10am- arrived at London Victoria with a large smile on my face., because I was finally 18 and was thinking about the rest of the day, because on Saturdays I get to spend 12 hours doing Music at one of the best conservatoires in the world. I got the No.52 Bus to the Royal Albert Hall.
8:22am- arrived at the Royal College of Music, and got a hug from all of my friends who saw me, spoke with them for 15 minutes then went and got a coffee before my first rehearsal.
9:00am- We were rehearsing Dvorak's String Sextet. I'm in the ensemble incidentally with the BBC Young Musician of the year, she plays 1st cello and is really lovely. It's a really good ensemble! And I love the piece. Really enjoyed that.
10:00am- Chamber Choir, doing some Holst folk songs. Lots of choir banter, I laughed pretty much all the way through and singing was impossible. Mainly because the basses were constantly flat, which is a choral stereotype.
11:00am- had a Viola lesson with a surrogate teacher, as mine was away. He got so excited that he put his bow through his strings on an up bow.
12:30pm- Symphony Orchestra, playing Sleeping Beauty Overture and the Walton Cello Concerto. Had lots of fun.
2:30pm-composition lesson- Went through my choral work in preparation for an undisclosed future event.
3:00pm- Chamber Orchestra- this was quite fun. The director is a really sarcastic scottish guy, who is utterly hilarious. I'm arranging a cheesy christmas medley for them for a concert at the Carpenters Hall in December.
4:00pm- Composition class- played through a fellow composers string quartet, I really liked it. It was odd harmony.
at 5:00pm I left College with a pianist friend of mine, we were discussing applications for conservatoires, and walked down the road to South Kensington to get the tube. The circle line was closed for maintenance, promoting many jokes about the underground service, we waited about 4 minutes for the tube to arrive. It was very packed, but we were talking for a while throughout changing lines, and all in all it was most enjoyable.
I got off at Warren Street after changing to the Victoria line at Victoria, at about 5:44pm, and ran into the arms of my girlfriend, who I hadn't seen for a week, and gave her a happy kiss. we walked to her halls where she cooked me dinner and had some Bulmers raspberry cider. Most delicious. Some brownie for desert, instead of a cake as student budgets are tight. It is damn good brownie though, I'm still eating it now!
We then met 5 of her friends who take english in the common room, which was pretty empty earlier and eventually filled up with lots of drunk students. We had vodkas and lemonades with my girlfriend's friends until much later, after jokes such as:
"What do you call a sheep tied to a lamppost in Cardiff?
The Municipal Leisure Centre"
and an anecdote about a guy buying what he thought was blueberry chewing gum from a vending machine in Shanghai and realising it was actually a condom, we played some table football and then they left. When they left we went to bed.
I would say that this was a pretty good day. I can't recall feeling down at all. Is this enough detail for you all? Pretty sure there were actually no mundane moments. Even on the lift to the station I was having a nice discussion with my Dad about pubs, he's going to take me out for a drink to celebrate this week at some point. At no point at all was my day mundane. In fact it is the best day I could have possibly had, as everything I absolutely love was included.
My Family, my Music and my Girlfriend.
So sorry Kindred, I had a really good day! Although your anecdote about the girl coming onto you is quite funny, I agree. There is still some gender bias around with men always having to ask out the women and supposed to be obliged to reciprocate flirting or let down gently.