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Nov. 4th, 2008 08:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So here's a story.
Four years ago, election day was November 2. My 18th birthday was November 3. I was too nervous to watch the returns, but when I got up in the morning... thank you, Country, for the birthday present.
So this year, my birthday was the day before election day, not that it matters muc, except that it was an awful day. I had to play a student piece in composition, a piece that I had gotten a few days before, a piece where the "composer" couldn't perform the rhythms he had written for me ("it worked out on the computer") but told me kindly that "for this performance, I guess it's okay if they are only approximate", and I had orchestra, where the conductor patronized us, explained that we were a budding orchestra and not good enough to play real music, was unprepared, conducted badly (these are par for the course), and gave us a program of mostly Christmas music. I was so angry and frustrated and tired that I was in tears by the end.
The point of these sad stories is that you should make me happier by getting Obama elected today.
Four years ago, election day was November 2. My 18th birthday was November 3. I was too nervous to watch the returns, but when I got up in the morning... thank you, Country, for the birthday present.
So this year, my birthday was the day before election day, not that it matters muc, except that it was an awful day. I had to play a student piece in composition, a piece that I had gotten a few days before, a piece where the "composer" couldn't perform the rhythms he had written for me ("it worked out on the computer") but told me kindly that "for this performance, I guess it's okay if they are only approximate", and I had orchestra, where the conductor patronized us, explained that we were a budding orchestra and not good enough to play real music, was unprepared, conducted badly (these are par for the course), and gave us a program of mostly Christmas music. I was so angry and frustrated and tired that I was in tears by the end.
The point of these sad stories is that you should make me happier by getting Obama elected today.