Here's a funny story about my theory exam at CCM, circa 1979...
All first-year incoming music majors show up a few days before the semester for all manner of diagnostics. I made the trip with my drinking buddy. (my Dad. how many 17 yo's have a drinking buddy? 'specially their Dad?) We moved me in to the dorm and went to look for a place to wat dinner. We saw a sign that said "HOT JAZZ GOOD FOOD WHISKEY". Ed Moss's old place- Emanon. Without further discussion, we pulled over. The last thing that I remember was doing shots of vodka with the guys in the band.
My theory exam was at 8AM the next morning. I had never had a theory course. After they had graded the exams, they called out about a dozen names, and mine was one of them. Next thing I know, I'm sitting at a table with the geeks. Literally, one of my classmates had a pen pocket protector. (this was 1979) "Congratulations, you've been selected for the HONORS music theory section". Whoa, I said, you've got the wrong guy. "What's you're name" Boyle. "Yeah, we had a little problem with your exam" (probably smelled like vodka) "You've got a really good ear, but you don't know the names of ANYTHING"
As it turned out, I had aced the exam. I just called stuff by weird names. I nailed the dictation, but I called the diminshed scale the 'whole step 1/2 step scale'. They offered to me a proposition. Stay in the class and bail out if you want. They were right, and I aced the class. I took two years of theory in one year and was finished.
I loved my time in Cincinnati. Best wishes.