Thursday, March 11, 2010

A plea to the forces of the Universe for luck

I'm prepared, I know my music completely by heart, memorized forwards and backwards. I've practiced the difficult passages until my fingers hurt. I'm ready, I can do this. How well I do tomorrow depends on if I can keep my anxiety under control, if I can get enough time to warm up (hopefully AT LEAST 2 hours), and what the other kids auditioning sound like. Like Uch said, if all he got this year were little yo yo mas, I'm fucked. But, I'm not a bad cellist. I slip up, but I'm in tune, expressive. I can do this.

War left the guild yesterday. Well, to be accurate, I kicked his sorry ass out. He decided that the guild that has housed him and taken him on raids for the last half a year is now 'holding him back' even though I'm pretty sure we cleared the first part of top tier content first week we tried it. Honestly, what he was bitching about was the fact that I called off raids for one week, and no one was signing on. Raids were scheduled for the coming week, and people have been signing up, but in his dumbass brain, that means this guild is 'going nowhere.' He said like five times that we're crap and we're holding him back, and he's got to move on to 'better things'. So I kicked him out and ignored him, and less than 24 hours later, I found another tank healer, hopefully one without the attitude.

I found this really interesting website will surfing earlier. Read it and be somewhat disheartened at humanity.
http://contexts.org/socimages/

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