Today shall be known down through history, as "THE DAY DANIELLE TOOK OFF HER BRACES"
People around the world will celebrate by sending lots of gifts and money to said historical figure and embrace the wonderful, braceless future.
Guys, my teeth look great, if I do say so myself. And can I get a 'Heck Yeah!' for gum chewing? Gum chewing is the best.
Just came back from the Guitar concert. Let me sum it up bluntly: It. Sucked.
Bad vibe jumping off the place. No rehersal whatsoever.
Teacher stressing out. Audience arrives before we're even done TUNING.
Let's just say it wasn't a very good night.
On the bright side, all the girls in guitar (about 10 of us) performed two special pieces specifically for us. The bad thing is, on the particular part that I am, (There are different sections of music going on at the same time, so there are different parts (A, B, C...) I felt like I was the only girl playing half the time. And let me just say: When you play in an ensemble, the most reassuring thing is that OTHER people are playing with you. So if you happen to stumble on a note, miss a cue, or lose your place, there are OTHER people also playing that part, so you have someone to back up on. Its not like a solo piece, where every mistake is noticable and you're on your own. You can afford to miss a note or two.
The bad thing is, if NO ONE ELSE ON YOUR FREAKING PART IS PLAYING, AND YOUR THE ONLY ONE ACTUALLY PLUCKING THE DARN NOTES, IF YOU MAKE A MISTAKE, NO ONE IS PLAYING AT ALL.
This is kind of how the night went.
Girls Group: *nice music*
Me: Oh man, we're doing good.
Girls Group: *special section where all the parts are seperated and can be heard individually*
Me: Uhh...why does it sound like I'm the only one on my part playing?
Me: HOLY CRAP I AM THE ONLY ONE PLAYING
Me: *tries to be louder and not freak out but freaks out anyway, and while trying to be loud and NOT freak out, I make mistakes and FREAK OUT*
Me: I swear to God I'm gonna kill those little-
*END OF SONG*
And it only got worse from there
*Entire Ensemble's Conjoined Thought: No one is playing*
Me: Oh. Ma. Gawd.
Girl Next to Me: *pees her pants*
Guitar Teacher: *silently calms his inner demons of rage*
Audience: Why is there a big puddle underneath their feet?
Ya. Thank God for my golden smile, or we would have been chased out by a very angry mob.
My family says they couldn't hear our serious blunders, but we all know how that works.
They're lying like little-
*END OF BLOG*
Love,
Danielle
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