You know you're tall when a bird runs into your head
That's right, I went to New York City last weekend and a psycho pigeon ran into my head. hmm...
Band class today was definatley not fun. We are playing a Bach Canon in a quartet as part of our midterm exam and we were supposed to practice in the woodshop because, as you all know, our band room is in the "contamination zone". Anyway, the woodshop was locked so we had to find somebody with a key to the metal shop. We finally found a gym teacher with a key. He started bitching about how the band kids can roam the building unsupervised but he gets yelled at by the administration if he doesn't keep a constant watch on the P.E. classes. Whatever, I just rolled my eyes and walked into the room.
I didn't have much time to rehearse, the was a small assembly in Cafeteria 2 for all students who got exceptional scores on each of the four components of the CAPT test. I was one of them (*bows), so I went to the gathering. For once I actually felt appreciated for my hard work. Anyway, after that I went back to the metal shop and found out that the quartet hadn't yet played through the canon. I was pissed, so I calmly walked in there and tryed to get everybody to play through the song a couple times. The soprano player (I won't mention names, but she plays clarinet, you can probably guess who she is) didn't know what the hell she was doing so I tried to explain to her that it was her role to start the quartet by lifiting her bell slightly. She was being a bitch and she was like "I don't need to listen to you". That's when I got really pissed and told her that she needed to leave the room if she was not willing to cooperate. I later found out that she complained to Mr. Fors, saying that I was the one causing the problems. 'Tis the season to be jolly...
Band class today was definatley not fun. We are playing a Bach Canon in a quartet as part of our midterm exam and we were supposed to practice in the woodshop because, as you all know, our band room is in the "contamination zone". Anyway, the woodshop was locked so we had to find somebody with a key to the metal shop. We finally found a gym teacher with a key. He started bitching about how the band kids can roam the building unsupervised but he gets yelled at by the administration if he doesn't keep a constant watch on the P.E. classes. Whatever, I just rolled my eyes and walked into the room.
I didn't have much time to rehearse, the was a small assembly in Cafeteria 2 for all students who got exceptional scores on each of the four components of the CAPT test. I was one of them (*bows), so I went to the gathering. For once I actually felt appreciated for my hard work. Anyway, after that I went back to the metal shop and found out that the quartet hadn't yet played through the canon. I was pissed, so I calmly walked in there and tryed to get everybody to play through the song a couple times. The soprano player (I won't mention names, but she plays clarinet, you can probably guess who she is) didn't know what the hell she was doing so I tried to explain to her that it was her role to start the quartet by lifiting her bell slightly. She was being a bitch and she was like "I don't need to listen to you". That's when I got really pissed and told her that she needed to leave the room if she was not willing to cooperate. I later found out that she complained to Mr. Fors, saying that I was the one causing the problems. 'Tis the season to be jolly...