EH this post is late because I spent an hour making that image – fifteen minutes cropping that ‘E’ into ‘truant’ so it became ‘treant’, fifteen minutes actually finding a ‘treant’ that turned out to be a ‘trent’, fifteen minutes finding another card with an ‘A’ in it, and fifteen more minutes cropping that ‘A’ into ‘trent’ so it became ‘treant’.
…why did I even bother
Anyways, as I said, blah blah blah angst, this has nothing to do with space, snore snore cricket cricket I really don’t care if this gets cut anymore. I really shouldn’t have started blogging this… maybe my blogging choices are just bad. Maybe I’m just bad.
Still, Meguru’s whole story was basically, “So I made everybody hate Maho, and while you were being emo, he DEALT WITH IT by being friends with OLDER MEN.” Don’t see how that’s very uplifting for Mikura, but I never went through traumatic childhood experiences with other people laughing at me, mainly because I blend into the background so well that I don’t think many people noticed me.
Which was what the entire viola section and the entire double bass section did during the STRINGS CONCERT yesterday. Unlike the previous STRINGS PERFORMANCE, we were actually the ones who were stringing during the STRINGS CONCERT. However, similar to the STRINGS PERFORMANCE, there was a total of one violist (me) and one double bassist. There were about fifteen cellists and forty violinists.
:( feels bad man
tl;dr: strings teacher’s daughter comes, jazzes up the night with some, oh, transcendental etudes
strings teacher admits her daughter is better at stringing than he is
note: strings teacher strings professionally
:( feels bad man
P.S. STRINGS CONCERT stands to recreate interesting new grand strings, creating orchestral new creations eating raccoooooooooooon turnips