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I'm sick and tired of the immaturity and irresponsibility of the vast majority of the music building.
Ok, so maybe that was exaggerating, but I'm TICKED.
First of all, my roommates started being kinda mean on Friday. I was in a bad mood, and decided to just let it go, figuring it was probably mostly me being too sensitive to their teasing. But I really needed some space from them, and so I got into this really anti-social mood, where I just wasn't very talkative. It's not like I wouldn't talk to them if they spoke to me... I just had nothing to say and gave shorter replies than usual. Saturday morning they wake up around 10 and start being really loud. Then I hear them plotting to jump on me because I wasn't out of bed. So I was like "guys, don't jump on me... please just leave me alone". So they do, and then for the next few hours I don't talk to them much because I needed space. So apparently that turned into me giving them the silent treatment, so as I'm peacefully sitting on the couch watching a movie or playing on my computer or something, one of my roommates suddenly jumps up from her spot on the floor and storms out of the room really mad. So now all of a sudden it's not allowed for me to not talk in my own apartment. That makes a lot of sense.
So I figure I'm just going to let her be mad because I don't have the energy to deal with it, nor is there really any way for me to fix it. So I went to a friend's place for a couple hours that night to get away from them, and I came back feeling much better.
But today just ruined that... So I get to Celebrate Christmas, and we're there a good 45 minutes before we need to be there. Why, I'm not sure. So I'm slightly irritated that we had to be there so early. Then I go to warm up before the concert, and Christy stole my crutch and wouldn't give it back, which isn't a big deal... Except because of that I only had, like, 2 minutes to warm up, in which I discovered something wrong with my bassoon. I couldn't play anything below c#. Mind you, that's only the bottom 4 notes of the instrument, but I play those pretty frequently considering I'm the 2nd bassoon. And in semi-important places. Luckily I only play on 2 pretty unimportant songs in the first half, so it didn't make a huge difference. But after intermission was nutcracker which was pretty important. So during intermission I track down this guy that is pretty good at fixing instruments, and even he can't figure out what's wrong. Finally he's like "it sounds like maybe there's something stuck in it..." So I take it apart, and sure enough, someone had put a wadded piece of paper towel down my bassoon. Yeah, that's not cool.
So I was pretty furious about that... Then during one of the handbell pieces I noticed we were really off. The girl next to me was hitting all sorts of wrong notes, which is incredibly unlike her... And I noticed other people were too. I found out after the concert that apparently someone had switched a bunch of the bells... But had done it stealthily so it wasn't blatantly obvious (they switched E and F, or G# and Gb...). They caught the ones we started with, but the accidentals and doubles that you don't pick up until part way through the song they apparently didn't catch until after hitting a bad note. And even the ones that they did caught made them scramble and miss a few notes. None of my bells were switched, luckily, but it was still a disaster.
So then to make matters worse, I got stuck on handbell "crew". Not really fair considering I didn't volunteer nor am I getting paid more scholarship like the other groups. Donavon asked those of us in symphony to set up the tables for the rehearsal Thursday night, since the rest of handbells didn't have to go to that rehearsal. We said sure, and that turned us into crew. So to load the truck, only 4 people showed up because the rest were either in class, or claimed to be to get out of it. So that was lame. Then after our concert today, we had to tear everything down, take it over to the trucks, and load it in. So most people helped tear stuff down and take it to the trucks, but they did so with a bad attitude. Then nobody wanted to stick around and help load the truck...and all started whining at me. One guy's words: "screw that... someone else can load them." Yeah, how selfish and irresponsible can you be? Seriously. I helped load, I set up the tables, I helped get the bells out because they were running late, and I helped tear down. You don't see me complaining. But the one guy that did absolutely nothing but carry a couple tables over to the truck is complaining. He thinks it's not his job. Well, guess what, buddy. You joined this group, and you have to live up to what you joined. So I about killed that guy, and a couple other people who wouldn't show up. And the same people didn't show up to unload the truck back at school. Only 6 of us showed up, and as far as I know, only one guy had a decent excuse.
So yes, I am in a bad mood, and tired of selfish, immature, irresponsible people.
Ok, so maybe that was exaggerating, but I'm TICKED.
First of all, my roommates started being kinda mean on Friday. I was in a bad mood, and decided to just let it go, figuring it was probably mostly me being too sensitive to their teasing. But I really needed some space from them, and so I got into this really anti-social mood, where I just wasn't very talkative. It's not like I wouldn't talk to them if they spoke to me... I just had nothing to say and gave shorter replies than usual. Saturday morning they wake up around 10 and start being really loud. Then I hear them plotting to jump on me because I wasn't out of bed. So I was like "guys, don't jump on me... please just leave me alone". So they do, and then for the next few hours I don't talk to them much because I needed space. So apparently that turned into me giving them the silent treatment, so as I'm peacefully sitting on the couch watching a movie or playing on my computer or something, one of my roommates suddenly jumps up from her spot on the floor and storms out of the room really mad. So now all of a sudden it's not allowed for me to not talk in my own apartment. That makes a lot of sense.
So I figure I'm just going to let her be mad because I don't have the energy to deal with it, nor is there really any way for me to fix it. So I went to a friend's place for a couple hours that night to get away from them, and I came back feeling much better.
But today just ruined that... So I get to Celebrate Christmas, and we're there a good 45 minutes before we need to be there. Why, I'm not sure. So I'm slightly irritated that we had to be there so early. Then I go to warm up before the concert, and Christy stole my crutch and wouldn't give it back, which isn't a big deal... Except because of that I only had, like, 2 minutes to warm up, in which I discovered something wrong with my bassoon. I couldn't play anything below c#. Mind you, that's only the bottom 4 notes of the instrument, but I play those pretty frequently considering I'm the 2nd bassoon. And in semi-important places. Luckily I only play on 2 pretty unimportant songs in the first half, so it didn't make a huge difference. But after intermission was nutcracker which was pretty important. So during intermission I track down this guy that is pretty good at fixing instruments, and even he can't figure out what's wrong. Finally he's like "it sounds like maybe there's something stuck in it..." So I take it apart, and sure enough, someone had put a wadded piece of paper towel down my bassoon. Yeah, that's not cool.
So I was pretty furious about that... Then during one of the handbell pieces I noticed we were really off. The girl next to me was hitting all sorts of wrong notes, which is incredibly unlike her... And I noticed other people were too. I found out after the concert that apparently someone had switched a bunch of the bells... But had done it stealthily so it wasn't blatantly obvious (they switched E and F, or G# and Gb...). They caught the ones we started with, but the accidentals and doubles that you don't pick up until part way through the song they apparently didn't catch until after hitting a bad note. And even the ones that they did caught made them scramble and miss a few notes. None of my bells were switched, luckily, but it was still a disaster.
So then to make matters worse, I got stuck on handbell "crew". Not really fair considering I didn't volunteer nor am I getting paid more scholarship like the other groups. Donavon asked those of us in symphony to set up the tables for the rehearsal Thursday night, since the rest of handbells didn't have to go to that rehearsal. We said sure, and that turned us into crew. So to load the truck, only 4 people showed up because the rest were either in class, or claimed to be to get out of it. So that was lame. Then after our concert today, we had to tear everything down, take it over to the trucks, and load it in. So most people helped tear stuff down and take it to the trucks, but they did so with a bad attitude. Then nobody wanted to stick around and help load the truck...and all started whining at me. One guy's words: "screw that... someone else can load them." Yeah, how selfish and irresponsible can you be? Seriously. I helped load, I set up the tables, I helped get the bells out because they were running late, and I helped tear down. You don't see me complaining. But the one guy that did absolutely nothing but carry a couple tables over to the truck is complaining. He thinks it's not his job. Well, guess what, buddy. You joined this group, and you have to live up to what you joined. So I about killed that guy, and a couple other people who wouldn't show up. And the same people didn't show up to unload the truck back at school. Only 6 of us showed up, and as far as I know, only one guy had a decent excuse.
So yes, I am in a bad mood, and tired of selfish, immature, irresponsible people.