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So it's been an extremely STRESSFUL couple of days. I played a concert at school Thursday night then i was off before dawn to Atlanta for a flight to Dallas/Fort Worth for my first college audition.
The first thing i noticed was that U of North Texas is nowhere NEAR Dallas (or metro Dallas at least). I actually never even saw the skyline at all while i was out there. and it was REALLY COLD. (I could have sworn texas was supposed to be hot!) I got there on Friday morning and my audition wasn't until 4pm Saturday so I had a lot of time to kill. I walked around campus for a while. Practiced. There weren't many students around because apparently they just don't have class on fridays. I ran into a lot of jazz kids though. Everyone was really nice.
Scary moment #1 happened when i was trying to find my way back to my dorm at night on a deserted (and freezing) campus. I was SO scared that a car was just going to pull over and throw me in the back and no one would ever know. I must have walked around for 20-30 minutes, but it felt like FOREVER. When I got back I had to set wilson straight because he never thinks outside the box, then my cell phone died so i went to bed.
Audition day was interesting. Most of the day i was just sitting around doing nothing. I took two really easy theory tests... i mean REALLY easy. I started practicing a few hours before my audition, and i was feeling pretty good because the only string people i had heard practicing in the practice building were only so-so. So i was like "I got this!". But then i went across the street to the string warm up room... O M G. UNT must be REALLY good because the string people that were applying were AMAZING. I met a bassist from Houston, a violist from Oklahoma, a violinist from Oregon, a cellist from somewhere... they were all my age and really really good. I got really nervous when i overheard the violist that went just before me. he was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good, i couldn't even listen.
Then it was my turn. The panel people looked really tired... and this Russian violin professor looked like she was annoyed that i used music for the Bach. But I thought the Bach was decent. The Walton was another story. i got nervous and shaky, so it wasn't GREAT. After the audition, the viola professor said "I think you're too tense in your left hand and your shifts are too jerky. Even if you don't end up going here, you should probably work on that". I'm not sure of what that means... But hopefully I was good enough. It would be really cool to go to UNT. I like it there. And i think it was better that i took the trip by myself cause i kind of got to get a real feel for the campus.
After the audition was scary moment #2. I had to figure out how to get back to Chattanooga from Atlanta. My flight got to Atlanta at 12:15am EST and the last shuttle from the ATL airport to Chattanooga was at 12am and the next one wasn't until 6am. I went thru ALL my options of how to get out, but i ended up spending the night in the airport terminal. It wasn't too bad. Like a slumber party almost... except I was sleeping in an armchair with a whole bunch of strangers. I didn't sleep. I wish my cell phone hadn't died though so i could have at least talked to people in the meantime.
I don't know what my parents have against me... they didn't want to come to Texas with me and they refused to get me from the airport. Lesson learned: You can't trust anyone other than yourself because if you rely on other people, you'll eventually get screwed. I guess it was immature of me to assume that mommy and daddy or anyone else would come to my rescue. I'm almost an adult. i need to be more self-reliant.
It's about 930am. I've been home for about half an hour. I have a dress rehearsal for YO today... great. Maybe i should try to sleep.
The first thing i noticed was that U of North Texas is nowhere NEAR Dallas (or metro Dallas at least). I actually never even saw the skyline at all while i was out there. and it was REALLY COLD. (I could have sworn texas was supposed to be hot!) I got there on Friday morning and my audition wasn't until 4pm Saturday so I had a lot of time to kill. I walked around campus for a while. Practiced. There weren't many students around because apparently they just don't have class on fridays. I ran into a lot of jazz kids though. Everyone was really nice.
Scary moment #1 happened when i was trying to find my way back to my dorm at night on a deserted (and freezing) campus. I was SO scared that a car was just going to pull over and throw me in the back and no one would ever know. I must have walked around for 20-30 minutes, but it felt like FOREVER. When I got back I had to set wilson straight because he never thinks outside the box, then my cell phone died so i went to bed.
Audition day was interesting. Most of the day i was just sitting around doing nothing. I took two really easy theory tests... i mean REALLY easy. I started practicing a few hours before my audition, and i was feeling pretty good because the only string people i had heard practicing in the practice building were only so-so. So i was like "I got this!". But then i went across the street to the string warm up room... O M G. UNT must be REALLY good because the string people that were applying were AMAZING. I met a bassist from Houston, a violist from Oklahoma, a violinist from Oregon, a cellist from somewhere... they were all my age and really really good. I got really nervous when i overheard the violist that went just before me. he was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good, i couldn't even listen.
Then it was my turn. The panel people looked really tired... and this Russian violin professor looked like she was annoyed that i used music for the Bach. But I thought the Bach was decent. The Walton was another story. i got nervous and shaky, so it wasn't GREAT. After the audition, the viola professor said "I think you're too tense in your left hand and your shifts are too jerky. Even if you don't end up going here, you should probably work on that". I'm not sure of what that means... But hopefully I was good enough. It would be really cool to go to UNT. I like it there. And i think it was better that i took the trip by myself cause i kind of got to get a real feel for the campus.
After the audition was scary moment #2. I had to figure out how to get back to Chattanooga from Atlanta. My flight got to Atlanta at 12:15am EST and the last shuttle from the ATL airport to Chattanooga was at 12am and the next one wasn't until 6am. I went thru ALL my options of how to get out, but i ended up spending the night in the airport terminal. It wasn't too bad. Like a slumber party almost... except I was sleeping in an armchair with a whole bunch of strangers. I didn't sleep. I wish my cell phone hadn't died though so i could have at least talked to people in the meantime.
I don't know what my parents have against me... they didn't want to come to Texas with me and they refused to get me from the airport. Lesson learned: You can't trust anyone other than yourself because if you rely on other people, you'll eventually get screwed. I guess it was immature of me to assume that mommy and daddy or anyone else would come to my rescue. I'm almost an adult. i need to be more self-reliant.
It's about 930am. I've been home for about half an hour. I have a dress rehearsal for YO today... great. Maybe i should try to sleep.