high school life

A Moment to Relax

Life has been interesting as of late.
This being jr year, I feel obligated to say something about the workload, and in the end, all I can say is that it’s a lot more pressure than actual work. And in the midst of the insanity, there’s always time to relax.
And TV and video games don’t count.
Even in times like this, with an AP in just under a week with all the preparation, literally, ever done is a single practice test self-graded, I still manage to get in an hour of video games, well wasted. Wonderful, right?
It’s times like these that make me wonder if ppl exaggerate the work that they have/do, or if I’m just doing something wrong. I mean, I would guess that compared to many, I do have a lot more work to do, but while they’re crapping about it, I’m lining my AK up with the top of a filing cabinet so that I can get an instant headshot when the CT comes in long hallway (if you didn’t understand that, aspire to never). But even in the motonomy of such a life, there’s still an escape.
I got a chance to have a bit of fun on my tuba.
Sure, my lesson teacher has been griping at me for weeks about how I don’t have my stuff done, and I’ll admit, I haven’t been the most studious. Unfortunately, “one more round” syndrome often takes immediate precedence over practicing. Today, however, was different.
If you didn’t know, even though I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it here before, I have a totally awesome, almost exclusively tuba, 30-40ish measure solo in one of our pieces for WE. It’s great. And it’s jazz.
If you haven’t had a really important part like this, trust me, there’s a lot of pressure. When it’s region band, it’s whatever. Truly. When I go into that room, I’ve got no stress, because the only people judging me are hidden behind sheets, and the other students, I only have to see once a year, at region band auditions. When I play my solo for S&E, it’s whatever, because I’m never going to see that judge ever again. But when it’s for band, you have 40 of your peers, not to mention the parents and other peers in the crowd that will also listen to you.
Performance always begins with a pee.
So I’ve been working pretty hard to make the solo as good as possible, and there is no better feeling than being able to totally own it. Or mebbe there’s no better feeling than just busting out your instrument and wailing in the comfort of your own living room, knowing that whatever crazy style you go with, no one else will ever critique you on. A chance to totally let loose.

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