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Dr. Barton found an oboe the school had that he wasn't aware of. I got it today and it plays so wonderfully! It's a Loree, one of the two best oboe makers. It does need some love in the shop. Some of the keys are sticky, but it's not a big deal. I'm so sad that I have to break it in for so long. For any oboe that is either new or hasn't been played for a long time, you have make it acclimated to its climate. I can only play it 5 minutes each day for two weeks, then increase by five minutes every other week or so, for about 7 months, and then it's broken in. If you dont break it in correctly it can crack, which is obviously not good.
It's going to be hard because since I'm not used to playing on an oboe of any quality, playing one of the best feels really good. I'm glad to be assured that it's not completely my fault that I never want to play that stupid Selmer. If I had a Loree or at least as good of an oboe as all the other oboists in high school, I would've kicked their fucking asses to the curb.
I'm happy to know that with a good oboe I'm as good of an Oboist that I always knew I was. In the back of my mind though I had this insecurity that I wouldn't be as good as I thought. I will admit that since I haven't played for a while I'm not as technically apt, but at least my sound is still there.
I can play it when I perform, because in performance I wont be playing as long, but in rehearsals I still have to play the stupid one. Ugh! so embarrassing.
On another good note, I talked to someone for more that one sentence today.
Said "hi" to Josh in the hall
Talked to Sean in Northside. He was at the table next to mine and we talked about sightsinging for a little bit. I was too shy to ask to sit with him and the people he was with, even though I'm sure they wouldn't have minded, and I wonder if he was wondering why I didn't, but at least I talked and hopefully I didnt seem like I was giving the cold shoulder.
I think I give that impression when people first meet me.
Would it be weird of me to sit around Sean at sightsinging next class??
wow, my social skills are horrible! I dont know how to act with people anymore
It's going to be hard because since I'm not used to playing on an oboe of any quality, playing one of the best feels really good. I'm glad to be assured that it's not completely my fault that I never want to play that stupid Selmer. If I had a Loree or at least as good of an oboe as all the other oboists in high school, I would've kicked their fucking asses to the curb.
I'm happy to know that with a good oboe I'm as good of an Oboist that I always knew I was. In the back of my mind though I had this insecurity that I wouldn't be as good as I thought. I will admit that since I haven't played for a while I'm not as technically apt, but at least my sound is still there.
I can play it when I perform, because in performance I wont be playing as long, but in rehearsals I still have to play the stupid one. Ugh! so embarrassing.
On another good note, I talked to someone for more that one sentence today.
Said "hi" to Josh in the hall
Talked to Sean in Northside. He was at the table next to mine and we talked about sightsinging for a little bit. I was too shy to ask to sit with him and the people he was with, even though I'm sure they wouldn't have minded, and I wonder if he was wondering why I didn't, but at least I talked and hopefully I didnt seem like I was giving the cold shoulder.
I think I give that impression when people first meet me.
Would it be weird of me to sit around Sean at sightsinging next class??
wow, my social skills are horrible! I dont know how to act with people anymore