Story Time

I feel like having story time with you guys.

So I will.

As the post of earlier today said, I just finished band camp where I am one of three first trumpets. While we don't exactly play the best, the seconds and third get worked with a lot more than we do. Sometimes it's us getting worked with while they sit there, but usually not. No offense to them, I love them all. Because of this, it's often that the three of us have nothing to do. We can't exactly practice individually while people are being worked with right next to us. Listening to them gets boring really quick. So, the others- being trumpets- decide to goof off or do dumb stuff that always ends in talking.

Yesterday some of our talking ended in particularly weird things. Weird could also be considered a bit... inappropriate, but whatever. ;)

Perry randomly asked Brent what size his moth piece is. He said it is a one-and-a-half...ish. Perry said that it must be really huge then. I disagreed and we got into an argument about if smaller numbers meant bigger or larger mouthpiece holes. So, we put out mouthpieces right next to each others. Mine is a 5C ( I really need a new one. :/) and his is a 3C. So, we put them next to each other and he said "My hole is bigger." Before I argued, I saw Luke standing next to me. He was sitting there trying not to burst our laughing. A moment later, we both started laughing. Then Perry realized we were laughing and a second later he realized why. We all were just there laughing so much. Brent asked us a random question about something the thirds/seconds were doing. We were still laughing when answering the few questions. Then he turned back like it was normal. None of them had any idea what happened. It was great.

A little later, we got to relax again. We were just sitting there and Perry had a hold of one stick and was hitting tiny pieces of other sticks or pine cones with it. Luke started to throw some at him to him (I was sitting between them making me get hit more than once. You know... I realized it's a really... weird place to be. Between their perverted and obnoxious selves. In arc, that is.) It was really an entertaining situation... seeing how many times it took for Perry to finally hit the little twig. Then Luke decided to do the same thing, but he had a really lame twig to do so, so Perry handed him a larger one and I don't remember exactly what he said, but it was something like "You need a bigger stick". We all just started laughing. It was great.

I love being a first trumpet. Seriously.... while there is more expectation and a larger need to prove yourself, it's also more relaxed in a way. We are all in it together. When we sit there talking we do form a bit of a... comradeship. We get to know each other better and we talk about playing and give each other advice or criticism. It's really a level above where I was last year, in second land. I even feel like being here made Luke have a not so great opinion of me to one where I now have of him. We are not friends or anything, but there is that section connection. And a stronger one with being firsts together. I don't know if it's new to this year, or if it's always been this way, but I feel like the firsts have a stronger comradeship than the seconds or thirds do together. I say that from experience. I love being in this spot. I know I'll miss it when I go, but my spot will be filled (Hopefully with someone sexy ;D ) and the connection will continue. The amazing connection that brings more expectation from you, but is totally worth it.