Things kids in my orchestra have said
How do you play the orchestra
We have 22 measures of rest why am I alive
The conductor is louder than the entire section of 2nd violins
The second violins can go f*ck their bows
What’s the point of living if all we play is Carmen suite
Everyone leave
I’m going to shoot myself in the head
I could slit my throat with your nails if they were any longer
*aims bow at someone’s head like a gun*
Communism is the way everything is going to Hell
I wish I’d done band
G Sharp is my favorite note
Come join me in hell *walks into room where playing tests are taken*
There’s a gum wrapper in my instrument what now
Band is better
Now my instrument is a broken as me
Sounds expensive
I play the big violin
Why are we here
I’ll C sharp you later
*knocks over a stand* I can’t stand this anymore
Isn’t seven nation army a band song
You don’t got no rhythm son
