Can we go and say "I quit life"?
The day I go back to school just had to be today, huh?
After the excellent Symphony performance I got to see last week, I walk into first period and know that I'm going to get a bad headache just from being there. Boy, was I right. I'm going to go into my "I hate humanity" sphiel for this explaination, so please excuse me.
Nothing but tedius chatter all around me. Sure, my ipod's in and on, but I still can hear everything and it's driving me downright insane. I shouldn't have to deal with something like that first thing in the morning. Class begins, stand for the pledge, half the class is still sitting down...disrespectful morons. Sure, I find it elementary to say the pledge routinely everyday in high school, but I at least shut up.
I should have found a way to get myself a tuner over the break. Seriously. It's hard enough to tune when the oboe is completely across the room from me. However, the percussionists just WOULD NOT shut up, the trumpets were being immature freshmen, and I think I was still a bit sharp.
The Washington Post. Usually we have to play this march for graduation. I'm generally okay with it. I don't mind 6/8 marches. I don't mind any march usually, unless it's in cut time (note sarcasm for non-musical people--nearly ALL marches are in some form of cut time). Back on the subject of the march. The one part about this march that I don't like is that the horns get the idiotic banjo/monotonous eighth note rhythm that basically guarantees some form of rushing by the end of it. (It wasn't us, it was the percussionists, by the way.)
The intro is our problem, mine anyway. There is no easy way to finger G(1), G#(23), A(12), G#(23), F#(12), and F(open) in a fast-paced way. It's not the notes I have as a problem, it's the fact that my fingers get tied up, which could be eliminated with practice...which I intend to do later this week...
Okay, so I mentioned that the intro is our problem. Well, Casberg also could see that, so he told us to sing the part (HUGE problem there, apparently). Ironically, the entire band is tone deaf. Save for the few that were in choir, no one could get the right note (or even bother to try), so he had us sing the Star Spangled Banner. Easy enough, right? Wrong!
So, we try and get off on a rocky start. I'm surprised to find out that I have to sing it an octave higher than I remember being able to do it previously (which drives home Hannah's point of me being a soprano), but I was one of maybe 15 that actually tried. In the midst of this, I also figure out that our percussionists had a pretty good baritone going on... Someone made a face, and it all went to hell.
Everyone looks back as the percussionists as everyone starts laughing. Casberg stops us, and has us put our stuff away...a good half hour before the class is even over. Jordan tries to go up and direct the class from there, but that wouldn't fly.
As Makku-san asks next period, "Are you pissed off at the percussionists?" I tell him that I'm pissed off at everyone, and he leaves me alone from there...gratefully.
Second period. I get called into the office, as I thought I would, seeing as today is when the people running for class officers had to do their speeches. Hannah walks in about two minutes after I get in there, and I nag her about the fact that she lost my speech. Grr. So I had to sit down and write another one while waiting. As it turns out, I shouldn't've bothered. The only person running against me for Vice President decided to go on and run for Secretary/Treasurer because no one had run for that. That leaves me unopposed for Vice Pres. Yay. I guess...
Third period. Second study hall. BORING!!! I may not have been there for the Friday before break, but we basically did nothing. We're into naming compounds now. It's probably one of the easiest units in this class, so long as I have a nomenclature sheet next to me... I also get called into the office again to settle some Running Start scheduling issues.
As it turns out, I won't be able to go into Math 99 as part of RS, I have to pay for it myself. That. Sucks. So, that brings about more scheduling problems. And I have to really decide what I want to take at OC next year as opposed for High school. I still have to get my RS application in, so I'm waiting for my transcript...
Well, that's all that's really happened at school toiday that was really eventful. As I realize, that's probably going to be really long, so I need to go cut that...
Anyway, to those of you who read part 2 of Cycles, thank you for the feedback. That was probably the hardest chapter that I'm going to write, simply because House's character just eluded me during that entire time of me being chained to my desk. Part three should be out in about a week, or whenever I decide to get it out to those of you who are following. It'll probably be the funnest chapter to write, save the first, so I need to set aside a good Saturday to be in my room all day.
Book Corner:
I don't read for leisure all that often, because I simply don't have the time I want anymore. In between the muses that hit me at one in the morning *coughCyclescough*, my homework, and plain lack of what I want to read, it's hard to find something that really draws me in. Twilight by Stephenie Meyer drew me back in the direction of vampire novels while I wait for the sequel to finally come in to the library, so I went on a binge with the library database to see what I could find.
Currently, I'm engrossed in Shattered Mirror by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, after finishing Demon in My View, which I found to be interesting. So far, I don't really feel into the book, but I have a feeling that it'll get good soon enough.
Well, I have stuff I have to do, so I might as well quit here. Farewell...
After the excellent Symphony performance I got to see last week, I walk into first period and know that I'm going to get a bad headache just from being there. Boy, was I right. I'm going to go into my "I hate humanity" sphiel for this explaination, so please excuse me.
Nothing but tedius chatter all around me. Sure, my ipod's in and on, but I still can hear everything and it's driving me downright insane. I shouldn't have to deal with something like that first thing in the morning. Class begins, stand for the pledge, half the class is still sitting down...disrespectful morons. Sure, I find it elementary to say the pledge routinely everyday in high school, but I at least shut up.
I should have found a way to get myself a tuner over the break. Seriously. It's hard enough to tune when the oboe is completely across the room from me. However, the percussionists just WOULD NOT shut up, the trumpets were being immature freshmen, and I think I was still a bit sharp.
The Washington Post. Usually we have to play this march for graduation. I'm generally okay with it. I don't mind 6/8 marches. I don't mind any march usually, unless it's in cut time (note sarcasm for non-musical people--nearly ALL marches are in some form of cut time). Back on the subject of the march. The one part about this march that I don't like is that the horns get the idiotic banjo/monotonous eighth note rhythm that basically guarantees some form of rushing by the end of it. (It wasn't us, it was the percussionists, by the way.)
The intro is our problem, mine anyway. There is no easy way to finger G(1), G#(23), A(12), G#(23), F#(12), and F(open) in a fast-paced way. It's not the notes I have as a problem, it's the fact that my fingers get tied up, which could be eliminated with practice...which I intend to do later this week...
Okay, so I mentioned that the intro is our problem. Well, Casberg also could see that, so he told us to sing the part (HUGE problem there, apparently). Ironically, the entire band is tone deaf. Save for the few that were in choir, no one could get the right note (or even bother to try), so he had us sing the Star Spangled Banner. Easy enough, right? Wrong!
So, we try and get off on a rocky start. I'm surprised to find out that I have to sing it an octave higher than I remember being able to do it previously (which drives home Hannah's point of me being a soprano), but I was one of maybe 15 that actually tried. In the midst of this, I also figure out that our percussionists had a pretty good baritone going on... Someone made a face, and it all went to hell.
Everyone looks back as the percussionists as everyone starts laughing. Casberg stops us, and has us put our stuff away...a good half hour before the class is even over. Jordan tries to go up and direct the class from there, but that wouldn't fly.
As Makku-san asks next period, "Are you pissed off at the percussionists?" I tell him that I'm pissed off at everyone, and he leaves me alone from there...gratefully.
Second period. I get called into the office, as I thought I would, seeing as today is when the people running for class officers had to do their speeches. Hannah walks in about two minutes after I get in there, and I nag her about the fact that she lost my speech. Grr. So I had to sit down and write another one while waiting. As it turns out, I shouldn't've bothered. The only person running against me for Vice President decided to go on and run for Secretary/Treasurer because no one had run for that. That leaves me unopposed for Vice Pres. Yay. I guess...
Third period. Second study hall. BORING!!! I may not have been there for the Friday before break, but we basically did nothing. We're into naming compounds now. It's probably one of the easiest units in this class, so long as I have a nomenclature sheet next to me... I also get called into the office again to settle some Running Start scheduling issues.
As it turns out, I won't be able to go into Math 99 as part of RS, I have to pay for it myself. That. Sucks. So, that brings about more scheduling problems. And I have to really decide what I want to take at OC next year as opposed for High school. I still have to get my RS application in, so I'm waiting for my transcript...
Well, that's all that's really happened at school toiday that was really eventful. As I realize, that's probably going to be really long, so I need to go cut that...
Anyway, to those of you who read part 2 of Cycles, thank you for the feedback. That was probably the hardest chapter that I'm going to write, simply because House's character just eluded me during that entire time of me being chained to my desk. Part three should be out in about a week, or whenever I decide to get it out to those of you who are following. It'll probably be the funnest chapter to write, save the first, so I need to set aside a good Saturday to be in my room all day.
Book Corner:
I don't read for leisure all that often, because I simply don't have the time I want anymore. In between the muses that hit me at one in the morning *coughCyclescough*, my homework, and plain lack of what I want to read, it's hard to find something that really draws me in. Twilight by Stephenie Meyer drew me back in the direction of vampire novels while I wait for the sequel to finally come in to the library, so I went on a binge with the library database to see what I could find.
Currently, I'm engrossed in Shattered Mirror by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, after finishing Demon in My View, which I found to be interesting. So far, I don't really feel into the book, but I have a feeling that it'll get good soon enough.
Well, I have stuff I have to do, so I might as well quit here. Farewell...