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Wednesday, January 12, 2005


Tissue?
It's always great when the room is dead silent and you want a tissue, and your teacher feels a need to mock mercilessly anyone with "ebola butt," meaning anyone not sitting still for an hour.

It's always great when you are trying to remember how to say "I'd prefer to go to a play because it is inside. The school games are outside," because this could save your exam grade, but you sit there, muttering "Oh God ..." in Spanish instead, because, rather than trying to salvage your exam grade, you are trying to remember if there are tissues in this room.

It's always great when there are no tissues in the band room. But there never are, so you've resigned yourself to not breathing for an hour.

It's always great when you realize that you look just like all the druggees at your school, because you have that dazed expression that comes with either dabbling or inability to breathe properly, and your eyes are very dark because you couldn't sleep, due to the inability to breathe.

It's always great when you can find a bright side. Here's mine.

At least my throat feels better ...

"Profanation." Go listen to it. It's really good. Problem is, it's more than I can handle. And now, I've been forced to take an oath to clear it up ... curse you, Band Director!

The bassoon solo switches off every 2 measures. But Bassoon 1 and I don't match well at all, even if I could play it well. Just because we have different qualities.

Actually, I thought the oath was funny. First bassoon has this really annoying 'holier than thou' attitude, and while yes, I am most of the problem, she's not perfect either (though this may be news to her). So when he did the oath it was. "I promise ... that *WE* will have passage 12-14 ..." the emphasis on 'we' highly amused me.

And if I don't go to bed now, I may not be able to function ever again ... how sad.

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