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So yesterday I made my dad take down my band sign. I can't believe it's really over. I'm mostly glad, but at the same time I'm not. So I feel like I need to write about it. I mean, when you're putting something you've dedicated 7 years of your life to to rest, it at least deserves an obituary, right? So here's the history of "the role of band in Carrie's life."
In 5th grade I wanted to play the flute but I sucked at it so I played the clarinet instead. That was definitely God's intervention...I'm not the flutist type at all. So in 5th and 6th grade there were 3 people, including me, who were the good clarinet players. Out of like 50 people. It was me, another girl, and this guy named Kevin. Kevin is #1 on my list of "guys I want to kick where it counts" because he made my life a living hell. He had really gross long hair and everyone thought he was a girl cuz he looked like one. And I would always beat him in chair tests, but then he would challenge me 'til he beat me. This was way back when band was like my whole life, keep in mind, so he drove me nuts. So it was like never-ending challenges between us. Then in 7th grade I got better I guess. Then in 8th grade I got first chair in the section (BEATING KEVIN!!!!!!), and I also got the highest score on the playing test out of the whole band, so I got my name on a plaque or something and I was proud of myself. So in short, as far as 8th grade clarinet players go, I WAS THE POO. And I actually liked band in Iowa cuz the program was really good, the music program overall there was 10x better than it is here. But then of course Kevin wanted to challenge me but I told him to shut his face because I was moving halfway through the year and he'd get his chance at first chair once I left. So then I moved to Ohio. And the band SUCKED!!!!!! But I think Mr. Dowdy eventually realized that I was 100x better then everyone in Worthingway's band and he gave me harder music to play in this little sectional thing we did. Shelly told me that all the other clarinet players hated me because I was so much better than them. I also started taking private lessons with Judy which helped me get better. So then freshmen year marching band started. And all the marching band freshmen just played 1st part in cardinal band...we didn't even have chairs which was crap cuz I would've been first. But then sophomore year I finally got into Wind Ensemble, but that's when the band-hatred started. I just lost interest I think, mostly cuz of Mr. K. And the atmosphere was just too cutthroat, it stopped being fun. The only thing I like was marching band, and I got to be a section leader my junior year, last year. This year was probably my fave year of marching band, but the hatred for Wind Ensemble grew, and I stopped practicing for my lessons. I still think it was mostly Mr. K. I just lost interest I guess. The point is....I was really good at clarinet but I could've been tons better if I had actually tried, cared about it. But my heart wasn't in it anymore, it just seemed like a chore. But I did accomplish one of my goals....I BEAT JOEY!!!!!!!!!!! Rawwwrh. I had been waiting to do that since my freshmen year. But gradually throughout the course of the year I just decided to quit. I still wanted to do marching band, but you have to do wind ensemble to do that. And Shelly's not doing it next year either....and I wouldn't want to be the only senior. Shelly and I are still gonna make the nets roast us though. So yeah, I guess I should still play now and then. But I'm gonna start guitar lessons after I get back from Australia. I never pictured myself quitting band, but I think that it's the right thing to do. It's just not my passion anymore, and I need to focus on theater, which is. I want to enjoy my senior year. Marching band probably would've been awesome, but it's just not worth it to me anymore. So the whole point of this entry is me justifying my decision to myself, and I know it seems petty and stupid, but if you pour your life into something for 7 years then it's hard to just quit. So I just felt the need to write this. And to brag one last time about how good I was. Lol.
In 5th grade I wanted to play the flute but I sucked at it so I played the clarinet instead. That was definitely God's intervention...I'm not the flutist type at all. So in 5th and 6th grade there were 3 people, including me, who were the good clarinet players. Out of like 50 people. It was me, another girl, and this guy named Kevin. Kevin is #1 on my list of "guys I want to kick where it counts" because he made my life a living hell. He had really gross long hair and everyone thought he was a girl cuz he looked like one. And I would always beat him in chair tests, but then he would challenge me 'til he beat me. This was way back when band was like my whole life, keep in mind, so he drove me nuts. So it was like never-ending challenges between us. Then in 7th grade I got better I guess. Then in 8th grade I got first chair in the section (BEATING KEVIN!!!!!!), and I also got the highest score on the playing test out of the whole band, so I got my name on a plaque or something and I was proud of myself. So in short, as far as 8th grade clarinet players go, I WAS THE POO. And I actually liked band in Iowa cuz the program was really good, the music program overall there was 10x better than it is here. But then of course Kevin wanted to challenge me but I told him to shut his face because I was moving halfway through the year and he'd get his chance at first chair once I left. So then I moved to Ohio. And the band SUCKED!!!!!! But I think Mr. Dowdy eventually realized that I was 100x better then everyone in Worthingway's band and he gave me harder music to play in this little sectional thing we did. Shelly told me that all the other clarinet players hated me because I was so much better than them. I also started taking private lessons with Judy which helped me get better. So then freshmen year marching band started. And all the marching band freshmen just played 1st part in cardinal band...we didn't even have chairs which was crap cuz I would've been first. But then sophomore year I finally got into Wind Ensemble, but that's when the band-hatred started. I just lost interest I think, mostly cuz of Mr. K. And the atmosphere was just too cutthroat, it stopped being fun. The only thing I like was marching band, and I got to be a section leader my junior year, last year. This year was probably my fave year of marching band, but the hatred for Wind Ensemble grew, and I stopped practicing for my lessons. I still think it was mostly Mr. K. I just lost interest I guess. The point is....I was really good at clarinet but I could've been tons better if I had actually tried, cared about it. But my heart wasn't in it anymore, it just seemed like a chore. But I did accomplish one of my goals....I BEAT JOEY!!!!!!!!!!! Rawwwrh. I had been waiting to do that since my freshmen year. But gradually throughout the course of the year I just decided to quit. I still wanted to do marching band, but you have to do wind ensemble to do that. And Shelly's not doing it next year either....and I wouldn't want to be the only senior. Shelly and I are still gonna make the nets roast us though. So yeah, I guess I should still play now and then. But I'm gonna start guitar lessons after I get back from Australia. I never pictured myself quitting band, but I think that it's the right thing to do. It's just not my passion anymore, and I need to focus on theater, which is. I want to enjoy my senior year. Marching band probably would've been awesome, but it's just not worth it to me anymore. So the whole point of this entry is me justifying my decision to myself, and I know it seems petty and stupid, but if you pour your life into something for 7 years then it's hard to just quit. So I just felt the need to write this. And to brag one last time about how good I was. Lol.
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