"if push comes to crunch..."
I'm beginning to believe that the universe is begging me to spend the rest of my life playing the violin. It's not so much a matter of me enjoying it or being good*, I just keep finding myself in situations where I'm being forced into staying. Well, actually, there have only been two but they've both been this month. I think that's more than enough justification to begin to believe that the universe is conspiring against me.
First, I hurt my knee really, really badly. This is not significant in itself other than to say that had I not hurt my knee, I would be on my last few months of violin lessons. I'd planned to quit violin and voice this summer in order to take ballroom dancing classes. As it seems that I'm not going to be able to dance anymore, I have no reason to quit violin. And, because I've been with it too long, I just can't quit without a really spectacular reason. (Such as ballroom dancing - something I've wanted to do since first seeing The Sound of Music. Viennese Waltz, anyone?)
Just when I'd started to accept my fate, something else happened. Up until yesterday, I'd been comforted in the knowledge that, even if I was to continue taking private lessons, I didn't have to play in my high school orchestra. (Which I hate. I'm student aiding for the aforementioned Economics teacher in order to get out of taking that class. And I'm spending way too much time worrying that the orchestra director is going to catch me in the act.)
And then it happened.
It appears that next year (my Senior year), we're switching to a trimester system. This means that, while we will only have five classes a day, we'll have fifteen credits to fill instead of just twelve. I was already at a loss about how I was going to fill two. This means, if I'm doing my math correctly, I'll have FIVE trimesters to fill. Orchestra takes up two. If I pair that with Sociology and either another AP social studies class or Forensics, it works out just perfectly. And I don't really have many other options. (Because it's not really like I'm jumping to take two AP social studies classes next year - because I took all the good ones this year - or Forensics, they're just my best choices as far as I can see. Because I just don't think I could deal with Shakespeare and Mythology and World Religions doesn't exist as of two weeks ago.)
All I want to do is just drop the lessons and the class, keep teaching viola, and dance. I'll be lucky to be able to keep teaching. Fortunately, I'm currently finding this more amusing than discouraging. I was never meant to be a dancer, and I pretty much always knew that so that's not too heartbreaking. (Don't get me wrong, it's heartbreaking but not in the way that you'd think.) And what's one more year of violin lessons?
Long and boring, just like this post.
*Because I'm really, really NOT.
First, I hurt my knee really, really badly. This is not significant in itself other than to say that had I not hurt my knee, I would be on my last few months of violin lessons. I'd planned to quit violin and voice this summer in order to take ballroom dancing classes. As it seems that I'm not going to be able to dance anymore, I have no reason to quit violin. And, because I've been with it too long, I just can't quit without a really spectacular reason. (Such as ballroom dancing - something I've wanted to do since first seeing The Sound of Music. Viennese Waltz, anyone?)
Just when I'd started to accept my fate, something else happened. Up until yesterday, I'd been comforted in the knowledge that, even if I was to continue taking private lessons, I didn't have to play in my high school orchestra. (Which I hate. I'm student aiding for the aforementioned Economics teacher in order to get out of taking that class. And I'm spending way too much time worrying that the orchestra director is going to catch me in the act.)
And then it happened.
It appears that next year (my Senior year), we're switching to a trimester system. This means that, while we will only have five classes a day, we'll have fifteen credits to fill instead of just twelve. I was already at a loss about how I was going to fill two. This means, if I'm doing my math correctly, I'll have FIVE trimesters to fill. Orchestra takes up two. If I pair that with Sociology and either another AP social studies class or Forensics, it works out just perfectly. And I don't really have many other options. (Because it's not really like I'm jumping to take two AP social studies classes next year - because I took all the good ones this year - or Forensics, they're just my best choices as far as I can see. Because I just don't think I could deal with Shakespeare and Mythology and World Religions doesn't exist as of two weeks ago.)
All I want to do is just drop the lessons and the class, keep teaching viola, and dance. I'll be lucky to be able to keep teaching. Fortunately, I'm currently finding this more amusing than discouraging. I was never meant to be a dancer, and I pretty much always knew that so that's not too heartbreaking. (Don't get me wrong, it's heartbreaking but not in the way that you'd think.) And what's one more year of violin lessons?
Long and boring, just like this post.
*Because I'm really, really NOT.