Ugh.
Senior year All-State……..shittiest ever.
I’ve never been more frustrated, disappointed, and pissed off about such an event!
First, I go to the audition. Guess what number I am?
Numero uno!
Fuck me! Shit….anyways, then the rest of the Mills kids and I scrambled for a good area to warm up because the practice room was about the size of Ms. Rollans’ room. Ended up getting about 10 minutes of practice. Then comes the audition. I reiterate…
Ugh!!!
I played like a mediocre piece of shit, and ended up getting FUCKING 9th chair!
Depression comes.
Depression stays.
So, this weekend (starting Thursday) is All-State. I don’t really want to go because I….the best student violinist in the state (all big-headedness aside)…must walk into a room full of my awe-struck peers who watch me walk to the back of my section. Embarassment. Disgust.
Then comes boredom and irritation. Not only is our conductor DRY and UNORTHODOX….but he cannot seem to connect with us.
We sucked!!!!
No one around me was listening…and no one had practiced. I hadn’t either, but shit….we already discussed my status as an orchestral player. These people needed practice and HELP, and they weren’t getting it from our conductor. So I was forced to pull EVERYTHING I could out of my instrument to lead the back of my section.
They rarely followed my lead. Why?? Either a loss of respect for me, or the conductor was just THAT shitty to where…they didn’t even know where we were. Either way, we eliminated half of our repertoire because we “couldn’t” play it.
Ugh.
THEN…
Yesterday morning (Friday)…one of the All-State conference leaders comes to us at 9-ish (we’d been rehearsing for an hour) and tells us that due to the approaching weather, All-State would end in 3 hours.
We played our concert early…
in our street clothes!
Sooooo….we weren’t properly prepared, and therefore sucked ass. Also, we played the most boring and shitty-ass pieces EVER…because the conductor found them moving and conclusive.
NO.
They were neither. They were lame. We hated them. The audience hated them. We were a joke. And so was All-State.
Jeez….I’m sorry to sound so pissy, but I mean this was my LAST year and the entire thing was SABOTAGED. The boy who got concertmaster (he beat me AGAIN….my only competition, and it’s only because his life consists of school and practicing…that’s it) SUX at leading the section, and basically, started my whole weekend off wrong. And now I’m back at home.
Generally, I died this weekend. However, there were a few things: at least it DID end early so I could get back to To-To…Reverend…Timb…u know…my peeples. And I DID have a wicked-ass roommate (notice the singular of the word…I’ve never had less than 3!!). He was funny and sarcastic and a smoker. Nice. Plus, we’ve been in orchestras together since like, 7th grade, so that was about the coolest thing. Plus, there was the ride up to Hot Springs….Dani, her mom, Jenny, & I had TOO much fun w/Grease songs lol. Last, there was the Thursday night dinner at the Belle Arti which was on Mr. Hatch. That was very elegant, and enjoyable (I tried the lobster-stuffed ravioli….it was excellent), and Hatch got drunk off 3 glasses of Merlot, a large rum martini, and beers/shots at the hotel with the other conductors. That was fairly humorous lol
I didn’t even get to experience the Embassy’s fabulous breakfast on Friday because we were rushed to be to rehearsal early this year…and then they sent us away.
Oh yeah, AND I was sick….and forgot all my medicine at home.
AND my standpartner is obsessed with me. And too talkative about weird things…don’t u hate that?
AND my standpartner from last year was 2nd chair…she sucked last year and she sucks now. TERRIBLE leadership this year. Ryan (6th chair) and I were pretty much in charge of fingerings and bowings….struggling to keep our pathetic section together.
AND the KFC made me sick. Jeez.
Anyway, sorry I’ve been ranting here. I haven’t updated in a little bit (at least not with actual words lol) and I wanted to. Plus, All-State was SO scandalous, I had to share. Hope the negativity doesn’t throw it all off….cuz really, that’s all it was.
Vic-to…
U were much better off without it this year! Make sure and represent next year, though! It needs you.
Peace.Love.Music.
~Felipe Antonio, 9th chair
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She has arrived. The most fabulous TimB.
...and our Reverend...the Red.
The next stop was the home of the TiffeR. To our dismay, however, upon our arrival, our sweet companion had been possessed by the evil demon known as Kaneibuss. The Reverend's exorcism was to no avail, and we sadly were forced to leave the geeking Tiffany behind...
Now that the group was assembled, we decided to go out into the wilderness. We met the kid from THE GRUDGE!! We almost ran away until...we realized it was just Pingypoo. We told her she could come with us.
Then there was an interview with C-Spann, where the beautiful To-To has been casually enjoying martinis over biscuits. That was joyous....obviously. She joins us.
After the stress of the night, it was time for a small celebration to calm our nerves. Needless to say...things went a little crazy. We laughed and played...and conceived a baby:
(NOTE: No animals were actually conceived during the making of this story)
When the Asian divas started forgetting about their responsibilities in life (i.e. us...and Fatty), the Reverend, To-To, & I had to sh-sh-shake it offffff...we set out to kill them.
It was indeed a struggle....the women of the Asian countries are thoroughly trained in acts of agility...and hiding. We almost did not catch them.
However, as the night turned into day, the Asian divas could no longer escape the Reverend's magical powers on an empty stomach, and so...we threw them in the back of the car...
And drove the car into the lake.
