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I just feel like punching some people in the face. With a shovel.

I had my band concert today (yay!) and aside from procrastinating on my homework and freaking out about the fact that it’s 11.00 right now, not 10.00 because of Daylight Savings Time (Sigh. Why can’t we just have the “fall back” part and skip the “spring forward” part?! Oh wait, my mother just informed me that it’s next week. Phew), I encountered some very annoying situations.

Anyways… here is why I feel like punching someone right now:

1. My conductor told us our call time was 5.15, when it should’ve been 6.15. Yay.

2. I was hanging out with my friend during this two hour long par-tay before our concert, and we were admiring the spiffy band shoes that the people had at the high school where our concert was held. And then one of the moms that was chaperoning/helping out came over to us and told us to stop touching the shoes… seriously, we were just looking at what sizes peoples’s shoes were. The sizes were written on slips of tape on the cabinet. Not on the shoes. GO AWAY.

2. After being given a lecture, we decided to look at the music they had. Those little pieces of paper are so cool. It’s minuscule font, because apparently the marching band has plastic holders for their music close to their faces (how do they know where they’re going?!). Anyways, we were looking at all the cool songs they play, when the same mom said “you guys aren’t messing up their music, are you?” Uh, no. We were looking at the music that they were playing. We touched max 5 pieces of paper and did NOT take them off the shelf. akdjfdlk go away.

Ahh, okay, the music isn’t attached to their hats or anything… that’s what I thought…

3. Then I was showing my friends my car keys (I drove by myself, yay!) when THE SAME MOM asked me “whose keys are those?” like I had stolen somebody’s keys out of their bag. WHAT. THE. FUDGE. Aughhhh seriously?!

4. When I was driving home in the pitch black, this super slow car was in front of me. They were going max 40mph on a 45mph road, which was annoying. But that’s not the worst part. We came up to a bend in the road where a stop light was. There was even one of those little lights that shows you if it’s a green light or not before you turn the corner so you don’t run a red light or anything. I don’t know what this car was doing, but it LITERALLY stopped. In the middle of the road. On a 45mph road. What. The. Fudge. Everything in my car flew forward, and I seriously felt like flipping them off right then and there. Luckily the road split into two lanes and I got into the other lane, but *magically* the car sped up when I got into the other lane. So much for pulling up next to them and flipping them off.

Until next time, Em 🙂

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Sweater Diaries #7

Today I made a lot of progress on my sweater – I finished the second sleeve, I’m done with half of the body, and I started a matching hat.

I also started the Bach Cello Suite #1 which I am super excited about!

b1 B3

Until next time, Em 🙂

I put some new shoes on…

This weekend, I had a band concert (which was super fun, especially because I got to play handbells and cello, at a joint school and band concert). Anyways, I needed some new shoes, especially because my dress shoes that I wear for special occasions and Full Dress Mondays at my school are completely ripped up at the front and back. So I decided to get these shoes, which are super spiffy. And totally fancy. *cough cough*

I was going to get these (I like the knit tongue more) but sadly, they didn’t have them at famous footwear.

herp derp in other events, I am super excited to watch The Mindy Project tonight… since I missed it yesterday… sigh.

Until next time, Em 🙂

Like, really?

So today at band, I wore my (borrowed) “Hold Me” sweatshirt…

With the hopes of talking to that cute guy. Well guess what?

1. He arrived 5 minutes before rehearsal started – I couldn’t talk to him then!

2. He had quartet practice during break – he’s 2nd chair

3. He left right after rehearsal

WHY DOES THIS ALL HAPPEN ON THE SAME DAY?!  He usually comes early and stays late, and walks around by himself during break! 😥

Well, there’s always next week!

Also, I just ordered my tea! So excited!

Until next time, Em 🙂

My plan to rule the world

Just kidding…

If all goes as planned, I will successfully talk to the cute guy in band.

I am outfitted in a “Hold Me” sweatshirt, borrowed from a felllow Green-Club-er.

That’s the design on the sweatshirt. Minus the circle surrounding it.

Hopefully he’ll ask about it. Or hug me (actually that’d be kinda awkward, let’s stick with a conversation)

Also, during English class I had an epiphany.

It’s pretty amazing that people can type really fast. I mean, your brain memorized where EVERY SINGLE LETTER is located. And can write words in a second or less. That’s pretty crazy. And my hands automatically backspace when I type a wrong letter. That’s pretty awesome.

Until next time, Em 🙂

This is why guys should never dress nicely…

This meme pretty much explains my life at the moment…

Like, seriously.

Today at orchestra, I talked to this really cute guy. He forgot his music last week, and I saw it as a perfect opportunity to talk to him. Just keep in mind, I will exaggerate quite a bit in this post.

Me: “Hey, did you lose your music? Someone forgot theirs last week”

Him: “Well would you look at that! It is mine!”

My brain: “WOW, CAN YOU BE ANY MORE ADORABLE? AND OF COURSE IT’S YOURS, YOU AND I ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THE CELLO SECTION THAT TAPE OUR MUSIC. AND I RECOGNIZE YOUR HANDWRITING FROM YOUR FACEBOOK COVER PICTURE. NOT LIKE I STALKED YOU OR ANYTHING…” *manic laugh*

Me: “Cool” *walks away, drool dripping down my face*

—later—

My friend: “I wonder what his hair feels like?” (he uses gel)

Me: “Let’s touch it” (Finding Nemo moment right here – and I dislike that movie with a very strong passion btw)

My friend: “During break!”

Me: “Sounds good”

My brain: “I WANT TO TOUCH IT NOW!!! IT LOOKS SO SOFT AND ASDFJKL CAN I JUST TOUCH IT RIGHT NOW PLEASE PLEASE”

—later—

My brain: “IT IS BREAK TIME. CAN I PLEASE GO TOUCH HIS HAIR NOW?!”

My friend: *talks about things not pertaining to his beautiful hair*

—later—

Me: *packing up cello and music*

Him: *packing up cello and music right next to me* (my case was right by his – coincidence or not, you decide ;))

Me: “What does your hair feel like?”

Him: “UNICORN HAIR”

My brain: “MARRY ME RIGHT NOW”

My friend: “What do you use in your hair?”

Him: “I never wash my hair, so just grease and dandruff”

My brain: “HE HAS A SENSE OF HUMOR, ALL SYSTEMS ABORT AND MARRY HIM”

Me: “hehehe”

—later—

Me: *putting away chairs and cleaning up band room*

Me: “Can I feel your hair?”

Him: *slowly walks away, with scared look in his eyes*

My brain: “HEHEHE YOU HAVE HIM CORNERED!!! TOUCH HIS HAIR NOW!!!”

Me: *touches his hair*

Me: “ooh soft!”

—later—

My friend: “So what’s your name?”

Him: “[insert awesome name here]”

My brain: “WELL OF COURSE I KNEW THAT… THE CONDUCTER ASKED YOU TWICE IN THE LAST FEW WEEKS. AND YOU KNOW, IT SAYS ON THE SEATING CHART. AND ON YOUR FACEBOOK”

Me: “How tall are you?”

Him: “Six foot”

My brain: “HOLY MUSTACHES. I’M FIVE FOOT TALL… THAT’S TWELVE INCHES TALLER THAN ME!!!”

—later—

Him: *walks down hall with mom and sister*

Me: “They look nothing alike!”

My friend: “They’re definitely not siblings”

My brain: “WELL YOU KNOW… HIS SISTER OR WHOEVER WAS IN YOUR ORCHESTRA LAST YEAR, AND SINCE YOU STILL HAVE THE PROGRAM FROM A CONCERT, LOOK HIS LAST NAME UP AND SEE IF SHE HAS THE LAST NAME AS HIM!”

Me: *drools*

Yep, guys should really not be able to wear perfect-pants (not too tight, not too loose – European guys have this style down)… and button down shirts, and perfect-shirts (not too tight, not too loose)

Until next time, Em 🙂