I Siriusly Need a New Song

I am in a rut.

Today was Google Day 3.0, and I am actually posting in a timely manner.

I really just need to say that I have reached an obstacle in my learning. I like to call it, "WHATIDON'TKNOWHOWTHISISSOHARDRAGEQUIT"

In case that is too convuluted, I'll get to the gist: this "learning guitar thing" is REALLY hard. To the point of I have been playing the same four major chords for the last 3 weeks and don't know where or how or what to go from here.

So, today in band I got a rude awakening. Aparently, instead of grading everything super easily like he reportedly did last year, this year Mr. Matthys is actually going to grade projects based on how good they are in reality. Which makes me, ah, REALLY REALLY WORRIED.

It would be so sad if I failed band. BAND. WHO FAILS BAND.

But really, I'm super worried about this because I need new songs but every song I try isn't even attemptable because it's so difficult.

ANYWAY. THE GOOGLE DAY.
So, before I could continue my battle for glory with Laurent, I was swept away by Blake and his crew of poorly costumed misfits. I spent about [an unspecified amount of] minutes starring in their music video and listening to Blake give the repetetive direction "just look super creeped out". I am so looking foward to everybody appreciating my stellar acting skills in that video. I may or may not have laughed in every single take. Don't tell Mr. Steamrolling-director-I-should-be-playing-all-of-your-roles-I-can't-work-with-these-ameteurs a.k.a. Blake. I'm totally kidding, we're besties.

Anyway, once I was released/their camera died, I secluded myself to the special corner of the hall that probably has my butt imprinted in it by this point (the floor, obviously. Not the whole hall) and worked on the same old stuff. I basically spent the next hour in this spot, with occaisional helpful demonstrations and aid from various passersby. It appears everybody at LO can play the guitar except for me.

Basically, if I could just find a song, I wouldn't give up hope right now. Plus, I'm hoping I'll get brownie points for having super witty blog posts...maybe?

Mr. Mattys is awesome...

Ah well. Toodle-oo

Making Excuses

Not that I'm fishing here, but I really think Mr. Matthys would understand me not posting on my blog until Sunday afternoon. I was at school literally from 7:20 a.m. until 9:30 p.m. on Friday, and so as soon as I got home the only thing on my mind was defrosting my feet. Then, on Saturday, I was at school again all day, of course, for the second and third performances of Guys and Dolls. And then it was suddenly Sunday. I think I have a good excuse.

So anyway, on the Google Day (Friday), I sat in the hallway for basically the entire period. I tuned Laurent with a lot of difficulty and some help (I forgot who helped me). I then played some more of This Land Is Your Land, and it's getting so much easier. Except for that last chord, which still bothers me even though I was playing it correctly.  I seriously need some new songs, because patriotism is getting old and boring. I attempted to play through "Here Comes the Sun", but the chords changed too fast so I quickly gave up on that. Whoever told me that song was easy lied and should be boiled in oil. Just kidding. I'm just mad at them for having more talent than me.

After that, Blake and Co. came over to film me being violated some more, I'm sure (for their Google Project, context is important) but I was saved by the bell (quite literally).

 I'm learning more chords from my guitar Bible and it's going pretty well. My fingers still hurt, but slightly less so.

I also listened to the Musical Theatre class sing "Time Warp" and the boy's choir doing warm-ups. The hallway is a very musical place at eight in the morning.

Friends

I think I've had an epiphany.

Today I decided to befriend Laurent, instead of being terrified of him. We made friendship bracelets, signed a contract of friendship, and got down to business. (You should all be singing the Mulan song in your head right now)

And it was easier.
I said, It. Was. Easier.

OHMYGOD, YOU GUYS (Cue that song). I tackled my patriotism with "This Land Is Your Land" once again and it went SO much better. It's actually starting to sound like a song. I sound horrible of course, me and my little nonchoir second soprano self singing a song written for men and sounding like crap when it got out of my range, but that's okay because nobody judges your singing in band. I hope. The final chord still sounds funky to me- it doesn't sound like the end of the song. But that might be because I don't know how to harmonize.

In other news, Guys and Dolls opens this week. Everyone come and see it.