Okay, so this will be my first diary officially. So, please don't ask for too much. Here we go...
10/18
I am living in an international dorm, although I have a single room, but one of the holy rules of the dorm is "Noise that disturbs others (playing musical instruments, loud stereo, etc) is prohibited." (I might write about how many rules we have, and how all of us living here try to transgress them little by little, later when I have the mood).
Well, me trying to be a good roomer for now, and knowing that playing my Chinese bamboo flute can really disturb my neighbors, I registered a music practice room (音楽練習用ブース) at the student union building for today afternoon (free of charge of course).
I figured that students can practice instruments in student union building the first time I went there. Because, it is soooo loud. You can just hear them where ever you are, and no matter you are in the office, the elevator, or on the top floors (which is like 6 floors). The offices for the music clubs (Japanese called clubs "CIRCLE or サークル") and practices rooms are located at the basement of this building. But I guess the designer wish to allow more natural lights come into the hall way, most of the structures are with glasses, and all connected with huge stairs or hallway, which can never block the sound of the music.
The funny part of the musical basement is, a lot and a lot of students actually play between the hallway or anywhere they can find on that floor. So, you will have the classical violin musician standing next to the very creative jazz trumpet player, or an electrical guitar with his big stereo next to the double bass. You will see an oboe on the steps, a group of dancers between the vending machines, director with his waving stick, music stands everywhere, run into a set of drums, modern, classical, Japanese, western, who knows where, and they are all here. And me being new, starting today, will join this huge diverse ensemble.
But at least, today I booked a room, so I get to stay in this grey little room, with four empty chairs listen to me. The music (or noise, depends how you look at it) outside wasn't that bad when I was in my little space, but when I smell some cigarette invaded my territory, I really need to get out of here. Seriously, staying at a tiny room at the basement isn't that fun after all. Next time I will make sure I bring some sample CD with a huge headphone to help me practice and keep out the others, or maybe try to sneak in with snacks and drinks in hand, so I can hide in my little nest a little bit longer.
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