Too Busy Growing Up...

I'm sitting here drinking a Dunkin Donuts Medium Vanilla Coolatta (courtesy of my roommate, Kevin. I'm not paying you back, jackass). I'm in the library. It's almost midnight on a Sunday.
Finals week is approaching, and with it always comes some kind of reflection period. I always think about what I've done over the last months and what I could've done differently or better.
Because of what's happened over the course of this semester specifically regarding my personal life, I feel like I've grown up a lot. And because of that, I feel like I've spent alot of time growing up instead of getting into the academics of college. I suppose if I'm gonna do anything besides the schoolwork I'm assigned, it should be maturing and growing up.
In specific regards to MUH 254-Electroacoustic Music, I can easily say I didn't do everything I set out to do. I hope I did everything I was supposed to do, but I know I wanted to do a lot more and simply didn't get around to it for one reason or another.
I intended to use the studio multiple times every week in order to record an EP of cover songs (and one or two originals) to give to my family at Christmas. The fact is that I didn't get a chance to play enough guitar and sing enough. Nor did I get enough experience in the studio, though I did get more in this semester than I have in my whole life combined.
My final piece (performance) for this class was supposed to include 4 or 5 original pieces played on guitar with an accomplice. Didn't happen. Accomplice backed out, didn't get enough practice, and the plan fell through. What DID happen was something three years in the making. My very good friend Pat and I performed a dual drum solo/battle for about 15 or so minutes. It wasn't very well planned, although I think even with planning there wasn't much more we could do.
That part of it went off without a hitch, actually. I just feel like there was so much more that I actually did that noone knows about. I spent probably 25 hours in the studio working on material and I only got two songs recorded and they aren't even what I hear in my head because I"m not the guitar player I need to be. ha! I'm just concerned about it looking like I took the easy way out by only doing the drum thing. I imagine that's what it looked like. The drum piece didn't really connect to any of the readings or require me to do anything outside of class. Yea, now that I'm thinking about it, it looks like I just showed up and did something I've done hundreds of times before. It was no big deal and not that much effort. I wish I could've shown the work I've put in on the guitar, the songs I created with my accomplice, or done something in the studio worthy of being played (in a kiosk?) in front of a crowd.
As far as the actual schoolwork goes, I feel like I did what I was supposed to. The readings were challenging and definitely opened up my mind to a whole new world I've been living in my whole life but never thought about. As far as exposing the students to new ideas, you definitely did that, Steve. You challenged us to look at sound and noise and connect them and separate them and go over new genres of music and everything else you wanted to do (as well as entertain an anti-morning student body). My couple reports went well. I feel like I was thorough in reading the material (more than usual) and wrote up reports that allowed the class an easier time when they read the chapter afterward. Other than that, I feel like I contributed to class discussions and raised some good (some not-so-good, too) questions. I just wish I had had more time to do what I wanted to do in the studio as far as recording cover songs and play with them and then even more work for a final project. Like I said, though, I was too busy growing up. Life took over this semester and kicked my ass. I think I needed it. I wish I had a chance to do this class over with more purpose and more time to do the things I really wanted to do. (Note: Steve, that doesn't mean I'm asking for a failing grade.)