Right, so I am a terrible procrastinator.
Not unlike every other teenager, right?
Anyways, I have this god damn solo for band due tomorrow and guess who just picked what they were gonna play: that's right, this chick! Yeah, but it's not completely my fault. I mean I've been having a rough year in this class because my band director hates me, and I mean he REALLY hates. the. shit. out. of. me. But I digress.. (lol Kino Der Toten..) Said band director decided our final grade would be a written assignment instead of solos. I wanted to be sure, so I asked him "Do we still have to play a solo?" he replied "No.". So what else would he do Tuesday other than say "I can't wait to hear all of your solos Thursday." :I
Fuck. Me.
Thankfully he gave us an extra few days saying we could play it on Monday. Me, being the smartass I am, decided not to bring my trumpet home and not to pick out a solo until 3 hours ago.
Thankfully I know how to play the Marine's Hymn off the top of my head. Thankfully he is an easy grader. Thankfully he doesn't give a damn about the complexity of what we play.
Hopefully I can pull off the Eight-note triplet. Hopefully his hatred won't affect his grading of me. Hopefully my solo is good enough for him not to bitch at me.
Only time will tell...(lol more Kino Der Toten)
Wish me luck, bros.
huey-love
Not unlike every other teenager, right?
Anyways, I have this god damn solo for band due tomorrow and guess who just picked what they were gonna play: that's right, this chick! Yeah, but it's not completely my fault. I mean I've been having a rough year in this class because my band director hates me, and I mean he REALLY hates. the. shit. out. of. me. But I digress.. (lol Kino Der Toten..) Said band director decided our final grade would be a written assignment instead of solos. I wanted to be sure, so I asked him "Do we still have to play a solo?" he replied "No.". So what else would he do Tuesday other than say "I can't wait to hear all of your solos Thursday." :I
Fuck. Me.
Thankfully he gave us an extra few days saying we could play it on Monday. Me, being the smartass I am, decided not to bring my trumpet home and not to pick out a solo until 3 hours ago.
Thankfully I know how to play the Marine's Hymn off the top of my head. Thankfully he is an easy grader. Thankfully he doesn't give a damn about the complexity of what we play.
Hopefully I can pull off the Eight-note triplet. Hopefully his hatred won't affect his grading of me. Hopefully my solo is good enough for him not to bitch at me.
Only time will tell...(lol more Kino Der Toten)
Wish me luck, bros.
huey-love
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