You've been studying in your stuffy dorm room for so long that you've lost track of the time. All of a sudden you realize that you have to practice piano so you say, "Oh, my!"
You hop up from your seat, quickly throw on your shoes and a jacket and run out of the door.
You rush into Buckingham, throwing open the big, wooden door, run upstairs and see Dr. Kauffman. He tries to stop you to have a "quick chat" but you say, "Oh Dr. Kauffman, I'm quite in a hurry!"
You blow past Dr. Kauffman and reach up to the box with your music and grab a binder of music.
You go into a practice room, slam the door, sit down at the bench-shoulders relaxed, and open your binder only to realize you picked up the wrong binder and to make matters worse, Dr. Kauffman is knocking on your practice room door and asking you to come to his office...
(To be continued....)
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