Maybe it’s just the anticipation of the impending doom that is this week, but lately I’ve just gotten so agitated in orchestra. The only redeeming quality I find in it right now is that I like the music we’re playing for UIL. But it stops there. I know that’s supposed to be the driving factor, but it doesn’t help that we never get to play the music. If I don’t make symphony next year then I’m quitting. Er, fuck that. If I don’t stop hating it, I’m not going on the trip.
In spite of the enjoyment I get out of playing, I’m so damn miserable in there. If I weren’t using the school’s viola, I would have smashed mine during class weeks ago.
I can’t put a name to this feeling of abhorrence.
This week is making me awfully tense. As I said before, I need to get hit by a bus before I can feel better..
Preferably a bus 150 m moving toward me with an initial velocity of 25 m/s and an acceleration of 2.0 m/s2. When will the bus hit me? At what velocity will the bus hit me? Use the GUESS method. t = not soon enough, vfinal = not fast enough