So two things I found out during my time at college 1. music majors have absolutely not time for anything but eating, sleeping, and studying/practicing. You are very lucky if you actually get sleep. And 2. Trombone players are with out a doubt some of, if not the weirdest people you will ever meet. I will once again make an attempt to update this story but that all depends on the reviews I receive. If no one reviews I won't keep writing because other than just getting thoughts out of my head. If no one wants to read it I don't want to post it.
So if you want me to keep going with this story I will but I need more than one person to say hey I like it keep going. Possibly this is because I am in fact an egotistical trumpet player and like to be praised. It also has to do with the fact that I am magically creating time just to type up my silly little rant right now. I need to be sleeping to help a friend out with his vocal pedagogy class tomorrow but I'm not. (Obviously because I'm typing this up.) Soo to make a long and redundant story short, if you want me to continue the fait of the Rekai Tentai I need you, the readers, to tell me.
Thank you! - Me!
